Janette's robe was waving behind her, her footsteps echoing in the empty alley. The people probably were inside the castle and in their homes this early. Still, it was her first time in this town and she was about to be assigned into one of the groups of The Order. She was thrilled, because it was the first time she could be actually fighting for a reason. She had been practicing magic spells and potions for long enough. Or that's what she thought.
As she was coming closer to the castle, the alleys seemed to fill up with the morning chatter of the citizens, women gossiping and talking about their families while men were talking about their jobs and things similar to those.
For Janette, there had always been a few catcalls here and there, but it was nothing to worry about. After all, she had been considered a fine young lass, and it was common for men, even boys to call her names like 'sugar', 'babe', or so. What was uncommon for here was that no man had turned to face her or call her anything, and that pleased her. At last, she found a place in which not all men were as rotten and spoiled as many she knew. She just might like it a lot in here. This town, as it was, was calm and peaceful, even though the center of many wars was right there.
Soon, she was in the castle, walking through the hallways that were full with people. She took off her robe, because it got in her way, and started looking around for the room she was supposed to go to. Stopping around a few times, she didn't seem to find the right one, so she decided that the best possible choice would be to ask someone for directions.
"Excuse me, do you know where Alastair the Warlock is?" Was the question she asked everyone who seemed like they would know. After a couple or times she stopped servants around, she got the answer and headed towards the room.
Arriving there, she knocked on the door and awaited for an answer.