"Oh. Thank you." She settled down in the soft grass, and was soon starting to doze off. Her last thought before truly falling asleep, is that she could get used to calling this place home. As long as Korlash cared, that was enough...

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Alice rode behind the king on an elegant horse. She was wearing a less revealing red dress, with fine chainmail underneath. It wouldn't stop a sword, but she wasn't much for an all out battle. In fact, she wasn't much for battle at all. Most of the time, her enemies didn't know what hit them. "So, to reiterate the plan, sire... Your knights are to find a position to hold in, while I play the injured damsel. They will pity me, and take me inside. By nightfall I will poison the border guards, and we will have our way in with limited opposition." She smiled, her ruby painted lips doing nothing to hide the nastiness of the expression. "Do I have all of that correct?"