The knight drew closer, pulling the horse (and what a horse!  It was alive, clearly, but it was as gaily colored as any nursery hobby horse, with bright polka dots all over a chalk-white body) to a halt at a respectable distance.  The two liveried servants, curiously enough, wore sunglasses and little earpieces as well as tabards over their rather medieval costume.  They gave Karen a stern look before glancing at one another and sharing a shrug.<br/><br/>"You," the knight said in a surprisingly light and clear voice, "you are the Awakened girl, are you not?"<br/><br/>Tilting the visor up, the knight took a better look.  To Karen's surprise, the knight was a young woman!<br/><br/>"Well?  Speak up!  Are you the one Her Majesty seeks with such interest?"