Hey everyone!! It's me Alex with another fic. This one is to get rid of writer's block. Actually that is a lie. I have writer's block but I've had this thing written for a while. I must warn you. Though, you are not allowed to read this unless you have read Living Nightmare. What happens here is kind of an after it all happens thing. The only people I know of who can read this are:

Eunae: She is me friend and partner in writin stuff. Check out Fate Has Led Us and her songfic Breakaway. By the way, Eunae, I will get u the next chappie soon but I have writers block. Hopefully it will clear up. Anyways, aren't you surprised that I am updating myself? My mom fixed the problem that I had before. Thanx for postin stuff for me though. I shall send your check in the mail! Lol!

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I suppose others may have read it but you did not review!! Shame on you!! May the wrath of Mithros descend upon your heads!!!! All you other peeps, Read Living Nightmare, and review before continuing on this particular fic.

Oh yeah, pretend that Ozorne isn't dead okay? That will save you some cunfuzzlement. Anyways here we go

"Absolutely not!" roared Jonathan Ding of Tortall. The king stood In the middle of a courtyard. He was alone except for a messenger. The messenger was short with a squashed up face that was forever stuck in a sneer.

"Tell your emperor the answer is no! We shall never consent to what your asking!"

As the king yelled another man joined them. He was very tall. Six foot five to be exact. And had black hair tied back in a horsetail. His extremely handsome face now showed a look of concern and curiosity.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?" he asked. The heads of the other two men snapped up to look at the newcomer. Jonathan's face paled, "Numair! Uh, nothing is wrong really. Just a minor problem. Nothing for you to worry about." He said nervously, then added to the messenger," Now get out of here and tell him Never!"

"You'll change your mind," said the messenger before trotting back to his horse. Jon hated not getting the last word.

"Jon," began Numair dropping formalities to speak with his friend, "It's obviously not a minor problem. You can tell me. I mean if you can't trust your top mage then your in trouble."

"Numair, I told you it's nothing to worry abut!" said the king in a warning voice. Numair ignored the tone and snorted, "Your obviously worrying about it Jon. Anyone with eyes can see that!"

"Enough!" roared the king then he added getting his voice under control, "Numair, please just forget about in," and with that Jon walked off. But before he left he turned and shouted, "don't worry Numair! I won't let it happen!" The mage was left with his mouth hanging open more curious and concerned than before.

"Maybe Jon has finally lost it, "said Numair to himself as he went to find Daine, "I mean it was bound to happen sometime," The mage did find Daine but when he did he was unpleasantly surprised. Daine, his love was in the gardens with the clerk known as Perin. The mage immediately grew tense.

"What am I doing?" he chided himself, "Daine can have other friends!" Though these words were reassuring, Numair couldn't help but feel nervous.

The two others hadn't noticed him yet. "Hello Daine, Perin,' he said. They both looked up startled. Daine got to her feet and walked over to the mage, "Hi Numair," she giving him a kiss. Numair grinned and swung his love back over his arm. "Missed you," he said and placed his lips on hers. They both closed their eyes almost losing themselves in the passion. Perin looked uncomfortable. When they broke a part Daine said, "Missed me? I saw you this morning you dolt!"

"Ah yes, so you did. And may I remind you that morning was hours ago?" he answered pretending to look hurt. The wildmage smiled up at him.

"Aherm, well I guess I'll leave, "said the clerk. Both lovers blushed and nodded.

After lunch Daine said she had an errand to run.

"Good bye my love!" called out Numair, "Hurry back! You know how long those hours can be!" Daine just grinned and waved.

Alanna came by to sit by Numair, "I saw that!" she said pushing the lanky man playfully, "please don't begin to cry for your Daine you lovesick mage!"

Numair grinned and said, "I won't cry if you won't cry when I find a nice spider for you to play with," the lioness paled, "No need to do that," she said nervously, knowing that her friend wouldn't hesitate to put one of those bugs in her hair, "I can find enough playmates for myself thank you!" They both laughed. Then Alanna grew serious, "Numair, don't worry about Jon's news. Ok?" Numair looked puzzled, "What news would that be?" he asked remembering this morning's incident.

"He didn't tell you?"

"What news Alanna?"

"It's nothing Numair I was just joking with you." Numair growled in exasperation, "Tell me what's going on!"

"There's nothing to tell!" she retorted, voice rising a little. Numair looked sulky. Then he grinned. The mage shot a look at Alanna, swept something off of the floor. The knight looked at her companion suspiciously. Before she could react, Numair reached up and put his hand in her hair. Alanna shrieked and fell off the bench where both of them had been sitting. She ran her fingers threw her hair. The mage almost fell off the bench too. He rocked with laughter and said, "Tell me Alanna or else I might put a real spider in your hair!" the lady knight jumped to her feet,

"Numair Salmalin, You'll pay for this! I'll get you!" she shrieked and she turned on her heal, and stormed out of the room sill running her fingers through her hair. "I guess I'll ask someone lese then!" he called after still laughing.

Numair went to the stables hoping to find Onua. He was not disappointed. The K'miri woman was grooming a pony. Her dog Tahoi lay at her feet. "You look happy," she commented looking at the grin oh his face.

"Yeah, "he answered, "but Alanna's not,"

"Ahhh," answered Onua. She could guess what has happened.

"Onua, I need to know something," began Numair.

'Since when do you not?" she asked smiling, as she looked down at the pony she was grooming.

"Ha, ha, very funny. Do you know what going is on around here? Jon got some kind of news and nobody will tell me what it is!"

Onua avoided he friend's gaze, "I don't know what your talking about Numair," she answered.

"Yes you do! You're such a bad liar!"

"What does that have to do with anything?" retorted t6he K'mir throwing down her brush. Numair gaped at her, "Wha, What does it? It has every thing to do with it! Your obviously lying!" screamed the mage.

"I'm not a liar!" she lied. The lanky man threw his hands in the air, "You know what bugs me about this?" he asked her.

"What?"

"Your not afraid of spiders!" he answered and stormed out of the stables.

"I'm going to find out what's going on if it's the last thing I do!" the mage said to himself. He stormed up to the king's study, determined to make him tell. Numair didn't even bother to knock. He just burst through the door.

Numair you could of knocked! What if I was naked!" yelled the king.

"What?! Do you work naked?" asked Numair staring at the king,

"No of course not!" said Jon a little too quickly, "Besides I don't barge into your rooms without knocking!"

"Sure you do! You do it all the time!" answered the mage still staring at his king. Jon squirmed under his gaze, "What do you want?" he said testily.

"Jon, I want to know what that letter you got this morning is about!" the king stood up, "That doesn't concern you! And anyways, it was nothing important!"

"I wasn't born yesterday Jon!" yelled Numair, "I know it was important and I know it's about me! Everyone in this God's cursed castle knows what's up and I don't! You're all trying to keep it from me and your doing a rotten job!!" Jonathan sighed and sat back down in his chair, "I guess I owe you the truth," he said.

"Yes you do!"

"Well you see, um, well, it was all about buying apples," he finished lamely looking at his desk.

"Apples?!" screamed Numair, "Apples?! You said the truth!"

Jon sighed, "I guess your too smart for me," he said mournfully.

"Yeah, that and you're a bad liar just like everyone else here!"

"What does that got to do with anything?!" the king asked indignantly, throwing down his pen. Numair was flabbergasted. All he could manage to say was, "Tell me!"

"Fine. That message was from Emperor Ozorne. He wants you Numair. He threatened war if he didn't get you," he said. The mage's face paled. He sunk down in a chair. This was one of his worst nightmares. His other was something bad happening to Daine. "No," he rasped, voice hoarse all of a sudden, "I won't go! You can't make me!"

"We're not going to Numair. We won't let him get you." Said the King soothingly.

"Majesty!" a page burst through the door.

"Why can't anyone knock these days?" said the king in exasperation, "What if I was n-"

"Don't say it Jon," said Numair weakly.
"Majesty," continued the page, "I have a message for you from Emperor Ozorne!"

Numair slumped farther down in his chair if that was possible. His hands began to tremble so violently that he gripped the sides of his chair. His knuckles were white. The king snatched the letter and tore it open. As his eyes quickly scanned the page his face went as pale as his top mage.

"Numair," he said quietly, "Why don't you leave for a bit. Go for a walk or something." Numair couldn't even nod. He just jumped from the chair and dashed out of the room pushing the page aside. As he raced down the corridor he could hear Jon's voice yelling for the page to find some one but Numair didn't hear nor care.

What will happen next? Tune in next time on... yeah yeah yeah. Well first chapter done. Hope you like it. READ AND REVIEW PEOPLE!! Or I swear by the Goddess that I will call down the Curse of Mithros upon your heads!!!!! See that pretty little button down there? Push it and review!!!! By the way, Fantasizing Lady Knight, I don't know if your reading this but Me n Eunae have somthin important to ask you. Will e-mail you soon.