"What are you doing, Leyna?" the faithful nurse found her digging through her trunks one afternoon, soon after they had departed from Floridian.

"It's Lanie."

"Well, Lanie, what in this world are you doing?"

"I'm looking for that trunk."

"Which trunk?"

"The one for Eckbert."

"Oh, You mean this one?" Lydia asked, pointing to a jeweled silver chest.

"Yes!." the former princess replied, brandishing her knife and opening the trunk. She pulled a white gown out and cut ruffles into the bottom of the gown to provide a way for her legs to move. Then she tied a red sash around the waist and held it up to get Lydia's opinion.

"It would be better if you used a blue sash. "Lydia appraised "It would go better with your hair streaks. And you need some white pants, not breeches, and something floral. I wish you wouldn't ruin all your outfits like that. You know I don't approve of it. What would your parents say!"

"I'm never going back to my parents."

"Not even for the wedding?"

"Never"

"You are growing up before my very eyes."

Finally the wonderful day arrived. Lanie doubted she'd ever be happier at the castle. Floridian's flowers seemed to glow as they docked just off the island. Jack officiated the flower- themed event.

"Lanie, no one will ever know your true identity." John promised over the cake.

"We will sail further and further every day." she responded, taking a knife in her hand and slicing a piece off. "No one will catch us!"