"It took me some time to explain to Kern why we were taking this job. We had come all this way, with no profit to be made. Taking these children to Accron meant profit. What matter if it were contraband or children, smuggling had to have a profit. At first I shared Kern's concern about taking on a couple of spoiled Royal kids. However these children were proofing not to be the sheltered spoiled brats we thought they were. The young Prince was a great forager and excellent woods man. The young Princess skill with the bow was evidenced by the meat that filled our stew every night. We were now a eek into this run to Accron. We had been forced several time to take alternate routes due to the heavy Vandal patrols. At first I had reservations as did Kern about bringing the Young Prince's Dog. After all it could bark at the wrong time, or attack and give us away. It didn't take long for us to learn why it was named sneaky. Saving our Bacon several times by his low growling warning, and we had yet to hear it bark. The easy part is now behind us as our new path led us into the Corinthian Mountains, and the only marked back door into Accron. Now only time would tell."