Annaleigh stood still for a while longer before walking slowly towards the door. She pushed it open and walked into the dark hallway. It was dark and quiet save for the flickering light of a few torches. She looked up wondering if she could reach one. She decided against it and kept walking. She pulled her dagger slowly from its spot in her belt. Holding it in front of her, she studied the shiny silver of the blade. 'I can do this' she told herself. She neared the door of the Great Hall where she knew the King would be awaiting those who chose to seek a spot in this quest. She made herself look as tall as possible for an elf and returned her dagger to its place. 'I won't be the only elf. I can't be...right?' She desperately hoped not. The entryway was in front of her. Just one...more...step and she was through the door. 'No turning back now' she thought, stepping forward.