Hi guys! This is my first SOTL fic and so for my newfound obsession I've created a new account for especially for Alanna. My friend lent it to me and she told me it was really good, so what the heck! I borrowed it.. I saw the cover, you know, the hardbound version and I was like.. ew.. It stayed by my bedside table for quite a long time. I thought it had been a month until one faithful day; I had to use the toilet real bad that I got the book and locked myself in the bathroom. So when I came out, I couldn't let it go. Please give my fic a chance. -. Please? Please! Read and review. It's kinda AJ and AG. I dunno yet.. haven't decided on the ending.. Everything takes place right after George proposes because, well, I found it as a really huge cliffy that will never be answered...

"Alanna," George muttered in a very odd tone as they stepped out of the tent, his face suddenly serious and his eyebrows furrowed. "You're sure this is what you want right? To be with me?"

She giggled, "Of course this is what I want George! That was silly AN: Tamora likes the word 'silly' - of you to think otherwise!" The former thief grinned. "Good," he sighed with relief in his voice. Kara, Kourrem, Umar Komm, Halef Sief, Mistress Farda and the tribesmen greeted them with words of congratulations and encouragement. Alanna found herself grinning proudly. I've made a huge lot of friends from being thought of as a demon who destroyed their balance. Halef Sief borrowed Alanna from George for a while after that, George shrugged and started to discuss with the men of the tribe the different fighting arts they use in battle.

Halef Sief led her to his tent and motioned her to sit down. "I understand that you chose to marry this George Cooper am I right?" he said in mock sternness. When Alanna nodded in confusion, he laughed merrily. "Is there a problem with that?" she asked with growing impatience. "Do you think you've made the right choice?" he said, this time friendlier. "I hope so," the Lioness sighed. This caused her to receive a raised eyebrow from Halef Sief.

"Yes," she said firmly. "Yes I did." The old man placed a hand on her shoulder thoughtfully. "I can count on it that you have."

They rode north the day after, eager to tell everyone at the palace the good news. The ride to Corus was enjoyable for Alanna, like most rides with George and in no time they arrived in time for King Jonathan and Thayet's marriage that was to be held the following day.

"Where have you guys been?" said Jonathan frantically. "I've sent messengers! Three to be exact! I was worried you wouldn't arrive on time. Buri almost speared me when I told her you were still out in the desert! Mithros what took you so long?" He was pacing Alanna's chambers when they came back. Talking more to himself than George or Alanna. Both were grinning as the King strode around blabbing about his tie being pink because Thayet said so.

"Jonathan, we are here now, so Buri will not spear you," sighed George calmly. "As for the tie…" Jonathan groaned. Alanna patted his shoulder. "I'll talk to her for you, don't worry." He smiled in exhaustion and left the room. George sighed. "I don't think now is the right time to tell him we are engaged my love."

"Guess not."

Later that afternoon, our Lioness snuck out the city to attend to some business. She rapped on the door with a familiar healer's sign; a wooden cup circled once with red once in brown.

"I NEED A DRESS FOR JON'S WEDDING!"

"Hold on my child! I'm coming," Mistress Eleni Cooper opened the door and motioned Alanna to come in. She was surprised to see her adoptive father, Myles inside already, red like a tomato. He cleared his throat because Alanna was staring at him in an odd way. "Best I'd be going now," He passed by the still gaping Alanna still blushing deeply, she found, later, that Mistress Cooper was in the same shade. Pretending not to notice, Alanna repeated "I need a dress for Jonathan and Thayet's wedding."

"Why must my dress be always purple?" she muttered. "Can't I just wear a tunic and breeches?" Eleni scoffed. "That would be an insult to the king! And besides, it matches you eyes." She said as she tugged the zipper. "Well, let's see how you look."

She sighed and looked at herself in the mirror just as she had almost 5 years ago. She was wearing a magnificent purple dress that flowed from just above her breasts up to a little above her knees. Thin, barely visible straps held it. The dress was as simple as it can get but yet she looked as if she was the one to be wed.

"Finally, you look like a court lady, if only we could fix your posture a little…" muttered the old woman observing Alanna. She grinned, satisfied. "If only."

"Baron George Cooper of Pirate's Swoop and Sir Alanna of Trebond and Olau, The King's Champion" the herald announced. Together they walked down the large stairs of the courtroom. More Nobles, Commoners, Bahzir Tribes alike came to celebrate Jonathan and Thayet's marriage ceremony. Everyone was invited, even the remaining of George's Court. Everyone in sparkling colors, it hurt Alanna's eyes. She was asked by Gary to go fetch Jonathan, when she found the King, he was pacing the room rapidly while his servants chased after him trying to finish the final touches.

"Alanna!" he gasped as he ran for her, paused as he measured Alanna, in her gown. "Is it time?" he muttered after a few moments. It was obvious in his shaky voice, he was nervous. "Yes, as a matter of fact it is. Don't worry okay?" Alanna said, trying to calm him down. "You are doing the right thing." She placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. Jonathan held it with even colder palms than usual. "I want to thank you Alanna, you know, for everything. I hope you find the right man for you, I mean, if it's not me." He smiled weakly before saying "I'd better go now. How do I look?"

"Like a psycho groom who's worried he might choke on the I do's."

"Good."

Jonathan motioned her to the door and they walked silently toward the courtroom. "Hey Alanna," he suddenly chimed. "Guess what?" he was wearing his usual mischievous grin that mad him look younger and more handsome than he already is.

"What?"

"You're going to escort me down the hall."

"Oh?"

HAHAHA! I am such a loser, I'm so ashamed :D I appreciate criticisms! Thank you!