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I stood looking nervously around at the large crowd of other first year pages, searching for another girl or a familiar face.
"There don't appear to be any girls! Oh no, have I made a mistake? The King assured my father that there were to be several girls here this year." I thought to myself, biting my lip nervously.
"Tierney, your mother and I must be going! It's nearly dinner and you should change into something else, after all first impressions are important. I won't lie to you. It's going to be exceedingly hard and you may not be able to keep up. Take care and watch your back. Everyone has enemies don't forget." My father Sir Neal of Queenscove reminded me.
(A/N: her name is pronounced Tear-e-nee.)
"Neal, don't scare her. Sir Meathead, if you can make it through, certainly your daughter can." The Lioness, Alanna, said. My father Neal had been her squire before he became a knight. My mother, Alanna and I all laughed while my father stood staring daggers at Alanna.
"Neal, don't pout. Your face could freeze like that and then I wouldn't like you anymore my sweet. Tierney, you'd better write to me often or I'll have to come up here and force the stories out of you." My quiet mother Yuki said in a demanding tone, which made me believe exactly what she said. After another hug and a kiss from both I turned and headed towards my quarters. I barely had time to change and peak into the mirror when the dinner bell rang. From the stories I'd heard from others, I knew I didn't want to be late so I hurried down to the dining hall.
Once in the dining hall I noticed a table where several girls sat. I went over and sat down next to them. Just as I was about to introduce myself to them a loud voice boomed over the chatter that filled the hall.
"I am Lord Aidan of Brahm, your instructor in archery, riding, swords and basically all your combat skills accept the martial arts. First before we begin a few rules and then a roll call. Breakfast and dinner will be set up the first year pages. Second year pages will clean up afterwards. Lunch will be set by the third years and cleared by the fourth years. Breakfast is served very morning at seven. Those who are serving will report here by 6:30. If you are late you will be punished. Lunch is at noon, so servers report at 11:30. Dinner is at 7, servers' report at 6:30. The practice courts are open 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. You may use them as you wish. Dueling is permitted there only. Anywhere else without my permission is a punishable offense. The library is open from 7 in the morning until 11 at night. You have no curfew but beware; a tired student doesn't pass. Now for roll call. Stand up when I call you name and then sit down again." He paused to rummage for a list of names. "Very longwinded" I said to myself.
"Reed of Blaine, Quinian of Cagney, Blake or Conrel, Damien of Desmond, Arthur of Eegan, Winston of Farlon, Adrienne of Goldenlake." He paused after saying her name because everyone, myself included began looking around for the first girl. There wasn't need for me to look any further than beside me. Adrienne was a tall, raven-haired girl with flashing emerald eyes and curly shoulder length hair. She stood straight and tall, with a look that dared someone to remark about her.
"Aurelia of Goldenlake"
Next to her a golden version of her stood looking every bit as threatening as her sister.
"Demetria of Heatherfeild"
Demetria was a medium rather plain looking brunette whom appeared to be quite nervous but also defiant looking. I found myself not paying attention to the longwinded teacher but instead looking around at everyone else until I heard my name called out.
"Tierney of Queenscove."
I stood looking as tall as I could, which wasn't very tall even when I tried. Being 4 feet 11 inches makes it really hard to look tall. A couple of guys smirked and then one jerk even went as far as to say "She'll be the first 'un to quit I wager." Anger welled up in my like an arrow held on a bowstring. I was just about to fly off and call him things that would have made a sailor blush when the speaker began again saying a name that nearly made me faint.
"Adara of Queenskeep" Adara had been my best friend at home before she left to go to the Yamini Islands to study. Never in my life had I ever imagined Adara as a knight-in-training. I kept thinking about this until Lord Brahm finally finished and said "Dig in you lot." I ate quickly not daring to talk, since I'd heard that all meals were kept silent. I found myself very hungry, as I hadn't eaten lunch due to nervousness.
After the meal, Lord Brahm stood again. I groaned inwardly preparing myself for another long speech but instead he simply said, "Your class schedule will be handed out in the morning at breakfast. I suggest you finish unpacking and head to bed soon. It's going to be a long year. Good night."
As soon as he finished I jumped up from my seat and hurried over to Adara.
"Adara! It's so wonderful to see you! It's been almost 2 years hasn't it? Goddess bless, I'd say the islands agree with you for you look great." I said in one breath grabbing her into a hug.
"I know! You don't look too bad yourself Lady Meathead." She responded with a grin on her face.
I groaned audibly and muttered "Mithros's curse one you uncle Dom for coming up with that nickname for my father.
"Tierney, I fear I've lots of packing to finish and you probably do too. My room number is in the Lioness Hall room 3 if you want to come visit. Until tomorrow?" she asked me in her quiet yet controlling voice.
"Of course. Memoriam Hall room 7. Goodnight." I said as I headed towards the exit opposite hers. As I walked by the rude jerk who commented on me I couldn't help but to say "I can't wait to get you on the practice court you pompous curr." And continued on without looking back.
"Pepper pot" I said as I turned the key and entered my room. As soon as I had finished unpacking I changed and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, dreaming of what tomorrow would bring.
(A/N: if you couldn't tell Pepper pot is her password.)
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