Alanna of Trebond, known as Alan of Trebond for half her life, stared at her reflection. She was knighted and had earned her shield. Everyone knew her secret that she was a girl. But it had been a well kept secret between her twin brother, Thom of Trebond, Prince Jonathan of Conte, and the dishonorable King of Thieves, George Cooper.
Alanna had just returned from the Bazhir desert and now she was at the palace, where she had spent her years as a page.
Her copper hair reached her shoulders and violet eyes stared back at her. She wore a golden chain mail and a red tunic.
She turned when Prince Jonathan knocked on her door.
"Alanna, can I talk to you?" the prince asked.
"Yeah, sure-"Alanna began.
"I'm sorry, about what happened at the desert." He blurted. "I know I was an idiot. I should've known that you would've gotten angry, and you're RIGHT. I am spoiled, but I'd give ANYTHING to get you back. I'm sorry Alanna, I really am. Forgive me? Please?" there was pleading in his eyes. Alanna was shocked to hear this from Jonathan, her one time lover, who had done something so stupid back in the desert. And she had just gotten back; she still had the smell of the desert. She hadn't even bathed in three days. And here the prince was, filled with sorrowful eyes.
"Jonathan….I don't know I-"Alanna began, not sure of what to do. She needed time to think!
What will Alanna say? What will Jonathan do? next chapter coming soon!