Complicated, a song of the lioness fanfic

Disclaimer: I don't own anything...nothing at all.

The King of Thieves smiled while chatting with his good friend "Alan". He couldn't help but feel some pride in the fact that he was the first person Alanna had trusted with her secret. She hadn't even willingly told Jon, the Ysandir forced the truth out of her, he thought smugly as he handed her a drink.

I'm so scared that
The way that I feel
Is written all over my face
When you walk into the room
I wanna find a hiding place

As Alanna reached for the cup, their fingers brushed, causing George's hand to slip a little, spilling some of the dink on the floor.

"George? Is everything all right?" he heard. The King of Thieves looked up from cleaning the floor, and into the concerned purple eyes staring at him. He forced a smile. Sometimes he wished Alanna had never told him her secret.

We used to laugh
We used to hug
The way that old friends do
But now a smile and
A touch of your hand
Just make me come unglued

"Of course, lass." he quickly reassured her, before changing the subject. They continued to talk of the palace, Jon's birthday, and the Duke. The whole time, George was only partially paying attention as he watched the way she moved.

It's such a contradiction
Do I lie or tell the truth?
Is it fact or fiction

"How old are you, lass?"

The way I feel for you?

It's so complicated
I'm so frustrated
I wanna hold you close
I wanna push you away
I wanna make you go
I wanna make you stay
Should I say it
Should I tell you
How I feel?
Oh, I want you to know
But then again I don't
It's so complicated.

Numair glanced around uneasily as he watched the painter he had hired study his former student and friend.

"Where does she wish to pose?"

"She won't be posing."

Just when I think
I'm under control
I think I finally got a grip
Another friend tells me that
My name is always
On your lips

Numair leaned over Daine, worriedly. She had been sick with fever for a while now, although she seemed to be getting better. Swiftly, and silently, he cut a strand of her hair and placed it in the locket. The mage turned, surprised when he heard Daine murmur his name in her sleep.

They say I'm more
Than just a friend
They say I must be blind

He felt his heart stop as he realized that Daine had fallen…off the cliff. He pulled out his focus, and raced down toward the forest without a second thought

Well I admit that
I've seen you watch me
From the corner of your eye

Spidren. They had killed Daine. They had killed his Magelet!

That all that went through his raging mind as he bashed the remaining spidren with his staff.

"Numair? Please…are you alright?" Numair spun around at the sound of hr voice.

Oh it's so confusing
I wish you'd just confess

"You-you're alive? I thought…"

But think of what I'd be losing
If your answer wasn't yes

Dom smiled at the new lady knight. She had finally made it. He knew she would, for he had gotten to know her well in the last four years. He ignored the part of him that had selfishly wanted her to fail or give up. Then she would have stayed with the Own.

I hate it 'cause
I've waited so long
For someone like you

Dom felt what seemed like a hand squeezing all of his insides as he left he latrine. Kel was gone. She had left for follow the refugees. Her refugees. While her selflessness was one of the reasons he…admired her (He wouldn't even allow himself to say the L-word), at this moment he wished her the most selfish noble in the country!

Should I say it
Should I tell you
How I feel?

Dom simply smiled as the lady knight furiously ordered him and his men back to Mastiff. No matter what she said or threatened, he would follow her. He wouldn't allow her to face this alone.

Oh I want you to know
But then again I don't

Dom's smile widened as he pulled out the maps.

"You don't get these unless we come too."

It's so complicated