Lawrence raised a brow as he took the princess. "Why me?" He asked though he didn't pry further as he wanted to get the princess properly checked. Making sure she was on the horse he headed back to the castle with a smile on his face.

[i]It had worked. The Queen shall rise.[/i]

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Lorelai awoke in her bed. Her mind was still fuzzy and she couldn't remember much. She furrowed her brow as she struggled to recall her last few hours of consciousness.

[i]An old woman. A rat. No a man, maybe? Before then...what happened? Isiah? Isiah...and Irena....They were...no..[/i]

She felt a sharp pain in her chest and gasped, rolling over on her side as she clutched her chest. Panting she looked underneath the clean night gown she was wearing. For a moment she swore she saw something on the skin covering her heart. She shook her head. It must have been nothing. Lorelai reached for her sabre and almost panicked when she did not feel it, however when she looked over at her wardrobe, she saw it leaning there next to the dirty and torn gown she had been wearing. The maids must have cleaned her up.