"Well, the wound is dressed and now it is all on him. So now which one of you is going to tell me what in heaven's name is going on here." The woman said. Zeudi nodded it is only fair, but she had some questions too.

"Well madam, it is radar simple. My friend over there and I are part of group rogues, and are former boss was hired for a job that we do not know the details of. But the job included her royal pain in the butt. But are former boss got killed and the information he had died with him. Her royal pain in the butt, sustained a head injury. Which we were kind enough to help her heal from it, and how those she repays us. She escaped, in the middle of the night." Simret said, summing up pretty much the whole chain of events of the last month. The woman looked at her, confused and all what Zeudi did was nod.

"After I escaped these gentlemen, I ran into my lovely brother's men. And they were trying to kill me. Luckily for me, they came after me." She said.

"Lucky you, unlucky him." The woman said. Both Simret and Zeudi nodded. "But alright, that explains why the princess shows up at my door at the crack of dawn. But now you want to know where Haile is, am I right about that, your highness." Zeudi nodded again. "Well I am here." What? Zeudi frowned, how could she be Haili? Haili Skelnings was a man, not a woman. "Are you familiar with the (name spell)?" Both of them shook their heads. "Well sometimes nature itself makes a mistake, and gives a person or animal the wrong gender. I was one of the ones that was born with the wrong gender. I was a woman, inside. But a man on the outside. Luckily for people like me there is this spell, the only downside to is that this spell is very difficult to master. And not many witch doctors are able to do so. That is why it has taken me, and the rest of my local order so long to preform it." Zeudi slowly nodded, remembering that some members of her guard had made comments. She didn't remember which kind of comments, and if they would be hurtful.

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"So it is easy to say that a lot has happened in the last couple of weeks." Zeudi said. "But I can hardly call you Haili, so how do I call you now?"

"You indeed can say that, and my new name is Arsema." Haili, or rather Arsema said. "But now it is time to speak about your next step, your highness." Zeudi lowered her head, which next step? There were so many things unclear.

"Did my father send somebody to ask about my were about?" She asked, but Arsema shook her head. So that was another thing, her brother's men tried to kill her. And according to Idris his former boss also tried to kill her, so there was somebody out there who wanted her dead. And the most likely suspect was Woldu, her little brother. So what was she going to do now? "Maybe it is better if I lie low for a while. My brother wants me death for my throne, and he is not able to get it when I am still breathing." Simret nodded.

"And we are not moving until Idris gives us the command to do so." Simret said, Arsema sighed.

"Well, your highness. The house were you lived in a month ago is still empty, so you lot can move in there. It is not big, but you all will have a roof over your heads." Arsema said, pointing in the direction of the house. Zeudi nodded, it was indeed not that big, and the group of rogues was larger than her personal guard was. But they would make it do. "Of course you all are not staying here for free, the men can make themselves useful in the fields or help some folks with repairs. And you, your highness, you might want to pick up your old job again." Zeudi smiled at the witch doctor, her old job was helping him... she meant her. Well this was going to be difficult, hopefully she would never say this out loud.

"That is a deal, madam. I will tell the men." Simret said, before leaving the house.

"Your highness. Are you sure that those men wouldn't cause any trouble?" Arsema asked, and Zeudi understood her, yeah right the first time, worries.

"Oh they would course trouble, and so will I. But I am alive today because of them. Because of him." Zeudi pointed at Idris. Arsema nodded and sighed.

"Well I will trust your judgement, you know these men better than I do." The witch doctor said. "Go and show those rogues their new home."