Before Alanna: a.k.a her mother.
All characters are Tamora Pierce's in a sense. The only thing I did was give Alanna's mother a name.
Anala sat against the cold stone wall, over looking the lake. "They didn't even bother to tell me who this new suitor would be." She whined to the wind. Having had maybe four suitors who found 'more appropriately behaved' wives, her parents told her to be on best behavior.
"Maybe," said a strange, yet beautiful voice behind her. "Maybe they didn't tell you because you chased all your other suitors away." Anala backed against the stone wall, amber eyes wide with shock, all she could do was gape at the woman. Perfect dark hair and green eyes she was surely from the divine realms. "Why don't we talk for a bit?"
Anala folder her arms, "I'd like to know who you are first."
Meanwhile…
"I refuse to be forced to meet some other stupid lady with her head so far up her ass she can't stop giggling." Alan of Trebond stated firmly to himself. "The last nitwit could have killed me if I hadn't of–"
"Alan, we are leaving now, and you behave yourself, you hear me?"
"Yes mother", he grumbled. Alan had red hair, blue eyes and a reluctance to be away from his books. As if training and the Ordeal weren't enough!, he thought. Alan was now twenty and was to be meeting some 18 year old, possible future wife. It only took the rest of the day to get there (about three hours).
"So, your really are the Goddess!" Breathed Anala in awe.
The mother smiled and chuckled a little, "Yes I am, and you have a lot ahead of you my daughter. No need to hide yourself with this suitor." She said, a mischievous smile was on her face, so she left, knowing she was about to be bombarded with questions from Anala.
"Lady Anala, company is here." Yelled Anala's made.
"Coming." She yelled frustratingly back. She quickly changed into and indigo dress, plaited her hair, and put on a few bejeweled bracelets.
Alan, his mother, and her mother were already down starts waiting for her arrival. A smile formed on Anala's face, I can make an entrance! She thought.
Ascending the stairs as lady lake as possible, she reached the company room. Her mouth almost dropped when she saw Alan. He was simply dressed in dusty blue breeches and a dusty blue shirt. (does anyone know the colors of Trebond?) Of she hadn't known his name before, she felt that hey had met.
"Alan of Trebond, meet my daughter Anala," Anala's mom finished the formal introductions as Anala curtsied.
Now, Alan was just as stunned to see Anala, my she seemed to glow. He stood up and walked over, picking up her delicate hand he kissed it. "I am glad to have had the honor of meeting you Lady Anala."
"As am I lord Alan." She replied, hear beat racing. He still had a hold of her hand when she noticed the mothers grinning. Retrieving her hand she said, "Please have a seat my lord."
After about five minutes of Alan staring at the ceiling waiting for the discussion of politics to end, he noticed the bored look on Anala's face and devised a plan. "Say, Lady Anala, would you mind showing me around your home.
"If that's what you're really going to do." She said nonchalantly.
He smiled. "Of course that's what I want to do, that's what I said wasn't it?" So, as they stepped outside he whispered in her ear, "Politics make me go crazy, I'd probably go insane from sticking around my mother."
Anala giggled , "You're quite the jester Lord Alan." Ambers eyes showing an emotion that she'd never had towards a suitor. "What is Trebond like?", she asked as they approached the fountain.
He was holding her hand, and sat her down on a bench. "It's not as nice as this place, but it could feel as nice. Alan really wanted her to be the last girl he had to see.
"Alan, Anala, come back. Alan must be leaving." Yelled Anala's mother.
Lord Alan kissed her hand, "I am glad to have met you Lady Anala."
"And I you, Lord Alan. I should like to see you again."
The Goddess smiled to herself, the future would be quite interesting now that they were together. Hopefully the babe will come within the next year or so. She thought. When someone touched her shoulder she smiled. "Making sure I'm not throwing every one into Chaos?"
Mithros squeezed her shoulder, "No, just making sure you have the same hope for them as you did when they were almost thrown into Chaos."
"Maude. Maude, where are you?" cried Anala. She needed a healer fast, for a few guards had been attacked.
"I'm here," she yelled from the bedroom, "How many hurt and how many dead?"
"Only four hurt, no dead, luckily no dead." One man had a slash on the head, another a wound across the back, the other two had bad leg injury's.
She snickered as she approached the one with a cut on the back, "Well, well, well," Maude said, "Coram Smithesson, I thought I'd never need to tend you again, guess I was wrong."
Ignoring what she had said he moaned. "Do ye have to use magic? Can't ye just sew it up an' send me to me bed?" Coram hated any and all magic, he was afraid of it.
"Oh come now, I won't kill you."
He rolled his eyes, even though Maude could not see him, "I dun think I can trust ye." Anala shook her head and returned to the castle. The Lady of Trebond was not someone to push buttons with. Today was a happy day though, and invaders were not going to sour her mood.
As she had suspected, Alan was spending his usual hour a day studying. "I hope you know that when the babe is born you'll be helping." She said from the doorway, startling Alan.
"Babe?" Then he saw the smile on her face, and was enlightened. He got up and grabbed her in a huge hug. "I love you so much." He kissed her longly, and picked her up, carrying her to the bedroom.
"Well, if you were going to be like this I'd've told you hours ago!" She giggled.
"Hours ago, well then, I guess we better make up for those hours!"
The first seven months of pregnancy went smoothly, or as smoothly as possible!
All characters are Tamora Pierce's in a sense. The only thing I did was give Alanna's mother a name.
Anala sat against the cold stone wall, over looking the lake. "They didn't even bother to tell me who this new suitor would be." She whined to the wind. Having had maybe four suitors who found 'more appropriately behaved' wives, her parents told her to be on best behavior.
"Maybe," said a strange, yet beautiful voice behind her. "Maybe they didn't tell you because you chased all your other suitors away." Anala backed against the stone wall, amber eyes wide with shock, all she could do was gape at the woman. Perfect dark hair and green eyes she was surely from the divine realms. "Why don't we talk for a bit?"
Anala folder her arms, "I'd like to know who you are first."
Meanwhile…
"I refuse to be forced to meet some other stupid lady with her head so far up her ass she can't stop giggling." Alan of Trebond stated firmly to himself. "The last nitwit could have killed me if I hadn't of–"
"Alan, we are leaving now, and you behave yourself, you hear me?"
"Yes mother", he grumbled. Alan had red hair, blue eyes and a reluctance to be away from his books. As if training and the Ordeal weren't enough!, he thought. Alan was now twenty and was to be meeting some 18 year old, possible future wife. It only took the rest of the day to get there (about three hours).
"So, your really are the Goddess!" Breathed Anala in awe.
The mother smiled and chuckled a little, "Yes I am, and you have a lot ahead of you my daughter. No need to hide yourself with this suitor." She said, a mischievous smile was on her face, so she left, knowing she was about to be bombarded with questions from Anala.
"Lady Anala, company is here." Yelled Anala's made.
"Coming." She yelled frustratingly back. She quickly changed into and indigo dress, plaited her hair, and put on a few bejeweled bracelets.
Alan, his mother, and her mother were already down starts waiting for her arrival. A smile formed on Anala's face, I can make an entrance! She thought.
Ascending the stairs as lady lake as possible, she reached the company room. Her mouth almost dropped when she saw Alan. He was simply dressed in dusty blue breeches and a dusty blue shirt. (does anyone know the colors of Trebond?) Of she hadn't known his name before, she felt that hey had met.
"Alan of Trebond, meet my daughter Anala," Anala's mom finished the formal introductions as Anala curtsied.
Now, Alan was just as stunned to see Anala, my she seemed to glow. He stood up and walked over, picking up her delicate hand he kissed it. "I am glad to have had the honor of meeting you Lady Anala."
"As am I lord Alan." She replied, hear beat racing. He still had a hold of her hand when she noticed the mothers grinning. Retrieving her hand she said, "Please have a seat my lord."
After about five minutes of Alan staring at the ceiling waiting for the discussion of politics to end, he noticed the bored look on Anala's face and devised a plan. "Say, Lady Anala, would you mind showing me around your home.
"If that's what you're really going to do." She said nonchalantly.
He smiled. "Of course that's what I want to do, that's what I said wasn't it?" So, as they stepped outside he whispered in her ear, "Politics make me go crazy, I'd probably go insane from sticking around my mother."
Anala giggled , "You're quite the jester Lord Alan." Ambers eyes showing an emotion that she'd never had towards a suitor. "What is Trebond like?", she asked as they approached the fountain.
He was holding her hand, and sat her down on a bench. "It's not as nice as this place, but it could feel as nice. Alan really wanted her to be the last girl he had to see.
"Alan, Anala, come back. Alan must be leaving." Yelled Anala's mother.
Lord Alan kissed her hand, "I am glad to have met you Lady Anala."
"And I you, Lord Alan. I should like to see you again."
The Goddess smiled to herself, the future would be quite interesting now that they were together. Hopefully the babe will come within the next year or so. She thought. When someone touched her shoulder she smiled. "Making sure I'm not throwing every one into Chaos?"
Mithros squeezed her shoulder, "No, just making sure you have the same hope for them as you did when they were almost thrown into Chaos."
"Maude. Maude, where are you?" cried Anala. She needed a healer fast, for a few guards had been attacked.
"I'm here," she yelled from the bedroom, "How many hurt and how many dead?"
"Only four hurt, no dead, luckily no dead." One man had a slash on the head, another a wound across the back, the other two had bad leg injury's.
She snickered as she approached the one with a cut on the back, "Well, well, well," Maude said, "Coram Smithesson, I thought I'd never need to tend you again, guess I was wrong."
Ignoring what she had said he moaned. "Do ye have to use magic? Can't ye just sew it up an' send me to me bed?" Coram hated any and all magic, he was afraid of it.
"Oh come now, I won't kill you."
He rolled his eyes, even though Maude could not see him, "I dun think I can trust ye." Anala shook her head and returned to the castle. The Lady of Trebond was not someone to push buttons with. Today was a happy day though, and invaders were not going to sour her mood.
As she had suspected, Alan was spending his usual hour a day studying. "I hope you know that when the babe is born you'll be helping." She said from the doorway, startling Alan.
"Babe?" Then he saw the smile on her face, and was enlightened. He got up and grabbed her in a huge hug. "I love you so much." He kissed her longly, and picked her up, carrying her to the bedroom.
"Well, if you were going to be like this I'd've told you hours ago!" She giggled.
"Hours ago, well then, I guess we better make up for those hours!"
The first seven months of pregnancy went smoothly, or as smoothly as possible!