staying at the inns that lined their path. Alissa on the other hand had been impatient and she did not wish to linger on the road for long. She had not asked what the message was, but apparently it was urgent and so they travelled quickly. The young Stark shot the man her sweetest smile before she rushed off away from the group, soon becoming one among the crowds. Re: In The Time of Kings She sidled up to one of the stoic Red Guards, smiling and batting her eyes. "I have an audience with the King and his Queen. May I pass through?" She watched as he appraised her, skimming down her breasts, her thin waist, the flare of her wide hips, the fine clothing (albeit a bit dirty) and sneered. He had seen enough pretenders in his years as a guard that he knew a well-dressed fake when he saw one. "I don't think so. Be on your way." Revai inclined her head politely to the man, and turned away. Easy enough then. She would have her fete and with her fete, her revenge. O Death...O Death...Won't you spare me over another year. Well, what is this that I can't see, with ice cold hands takin' hold of me? When God is gone and the Devil takes hold, who will have mercy on your soul? No wealth, no ruin, no silver, no gold, nothing satisfies me but your soul...O Death...Well I am Death, none can excel, I'll open