Piper checked her cowl one more time to make sure it hid her face when Bal said she should. Looking around the town as they rode on her horses she looked over at Bal, â€œThere are two inns here, the Pristine Pony and the Laughing Lady.â€ It was obvious that the latter was for common folk and those with little money but she did not know which would be best to stay in, â€œWhich should we go to?â€ She felt really tired and had barley slept at all in the two days it took to get here. She wanted to prove to Bal that he could trust her and that she could hold her own. She already considered him her equal and trusted him to keep her safe when she slept. She was plagued by dreams though, some were of her father finding her and carting her home. Others were of the cave where Bal and her had found the stone, and then there were glimpses of a magnificent dragon. There were other things too but she kept them all to herself. Last thing she needed was Balthazar to think she was totally off her rocker. She yawned but like yesterday she just smiled and acted chipper as she had in the beginning, as she always did. Even after her father had beaten her for doing something to displease him.