A/N: Here is the sequel to Victim of Rape. IMPORTANT NOTICE: I will be changing my name to Lady Maya of Conte. So look for me under that name. And I will put up another chapter to the marauders and the realm of Tortall king soon, School work is taking over. Anyways enjoy!

Chapter One

King Jonathan the Fourth sighed. Since Roger came back to life five years ago, he had killed at least ten families. (A/N: Note the change coming up).

"I can't believe you're going to let him live here," Gary said, shaking his head. "Why, exactly?"

"He's-"Jon paused. "He's family,"

Sir Raoul of Goldenlake and Malories's Peak grinned as a thought came up.

"What?" Jon and Gary asked at the same time, looking at him in confusion.

"Alanna isn't going to be so found of you now, Jon. Now that you're letting Roger live here, despite what he had done to her," Raoul told him. He was hiding his laughter. Apparently the thought he had in mind was funny. Jon scowled at him.

"That's where the palace guards comes in," he snapped at him, "I'm having him watched all day long, making sure he doesn't do anything suspicious,"

"What about Alanna?"

Jon looked at Duke Gareth.

"She's going to go off at you. Making sure the whole palace hears,"

Jon winced. "Don't remind me of her temper, uncle," he said dryly as Gary and Raoul laughed.

"Remember those mood swings?" Sir Myles teased gently. Jon shivered. He was glad they decided not to have another child. He glanced down at his left wrist and flinched. Alanna had given him that mark over a year ago after a huge fight.

"Where is she?"

"Talking to Lianne,"

"Why is this crystal so special, mama?" Twelve-year-old Princess Lianne asked, frowning. Alanna of Conte smiled at her only daughter. For a queen, Alanna had freedom. The only time that she wears dresses is only in public and at banquets. Either than that, around her family and friends, she dresses for comfort in shirt, breeches, and tunic.

"This crystal holds the power of the every Tortallan royal families,"

"So..."

"In other words, it holds the powers of the monarchs,"

"Oh,"

Except for Alanna's purple eyes, Lianne looked a lot like Jon. Lianne was a second-year page. Her brother, fourteen-year-old Roald, heir to the throne, was squire to Legann. Prince Roald was the splitting image of his father. Three-year-olds Thom and Alan (twins) had reddish blonde hair and light blue eyes. She had came upon this crystal while rummaging through the library (after Roald's birth), looking for more information on the royal families of Tortall. The king had told Alanna the same thing. The queen's thought of Roger and scowled. Jon had forbidden her to go after him. Roger had already killed ten families, sparing no one.

That bastard, Alanna thought angrily, when I find Roger, I'll kill him.

A few years passed. Lianne was fourteen and a squire to any knight who takes her in. A servant came in her rooms, where she and Kel were talking.

""Excuse me, your highness, my lady," the servant said, bowing, "His Majesty wants to see you," he told Lianne.

The princess frowned. "All right,"

Kel took the hint and followed Lianne and the servant. The squire said goodbye to Lianne and walked off (A/N: She's still squire to Raoul). Lianne opened the door to her father's study. She walked up to his desk and bowed.

"What is it, father?" Lianne asked, frowning.

"Lianne, someone has offered to be your knight-master,"

"Who is he father?"

A/N: Nothing much has changed in this revised section.