A/N: I know that I haven't updated for like forever, but I kinda figured
that it didn't matter, because like nobody really wanted me to update.
Yeah, okay, I am in a "everybody hates me" mood. So, I guess that I will
update for myself, if not for anyone else. So, I had this idea...I know
that there are a lot of people out there that like Jon better than George,
so I was just wondering how many people are out there that like George
better than Jon? I'm going to ask you all to leave me a review, and if you
have gotten this far, then I would hope that you WOULD review, and tell me
who you like best. I don't care how outrageous the person is, I'm just
curious to know how many fellow-George-lovers there are out there. So, send
me a review, so I can see if you people like Jon or George more.
Also, if you like to read Pirates of the Caribbean (sp?) then, you should read the fanfics of Morfalasiel22, (I think that I got that right, if not, then you can correct me.) She also has some Tamora Pierce fanfics, which I recommend as well. I have one other story right now, that I am writing with an anonymous geek. We haven't updated in like forever, but we are going to eventually. She has some others that I recommend. If you know of any good fanfics, then please tell me, even if it is your own that you suggest, (I recommend my own fanfics all the time.) So, read my fanfic, and then I'll read yours. See how that works? We then both get reviews, which every fanfic author should love to get. Also, just to note, these are not all my characters. If you don't recognize them, and you have read the Tamora Pierce books, and you aren't high, or anything, then they're creatures from my imagination. I also want to apologize for my last chapter of this story, it was weird, I know. Anyway, on with the story...
Chapter...what chapter am I on anyway?
Katrene woke up later than usual the next morning the sun was shining directly in her face. She got out of bed, and her feet came into contact with the cold floors. She shivered as she walked to the windows to close the curtains. Just then, Lady Egan, bustled into the room.
"M'lady, you are finally awake! I was about to call the healer, and tell them to..." Lady Egan lost her train of thought (I can sympathize.)
Katrene looked for the woman, but she had walked off into Katrene's large closet, making a selection for Katrene's attire for the day.
Lady Egan came back into the room and put a dark blue dress on Katrene's bed.
"This is what you are to wear tonight. Now, before that, why don't you wear that simple white dress that you wear constantly? Katrene, are you listening to me?"
"Yes, of course I am," Katrene lied.
"Where in the name of Mithros was your mind?" Lady Egan asked.
Katrene knew very well who she was thinking about, and a smile came across her face. She was remembering the other night at the ball.
"No one..., I mean, nothing," she caught herself.
Lady Egan gave a satisfied nod, and left the room. Katrene breathed a sigh of relief. She laid back down on her bed, and stared at the ceiling. How could she forget the charming Sir Raoul? She had memorized his laugh, his beautiful eyed, his smile...and his lips. She shook her head, and stood up, determined to not let a man disturb her thoughts. She slipped on the white dress that was not uncomfortable and stiff like the others were. She put on her shoes, and she left her room, making her way down the hall, to her breakfast.
She hated having her breakfast alone, but she preferred her own company than that of some haughty suitor. She sighed as she entered the room. There was one person that she wished she had the company of...
*****
Raoul made his way to the kitchen, looking for something to eat. He didn't exactly know where it was however. He was surely lost. He sighed, thought about asking someone, but then changed his mind. He nodded at people as he passed them in the hall, as if he knew them. What he wouldn't give for the princess Katrene to show him the way there...
Katrene, now that was a subject that he could think about for awhile. He couldn't forget the way that she had looked at him last night when they were dancing. Was she feeling something too? 'Now you've lost it, Raoul,' he thought to himself. Katrene was a beautiful girl...woman, and had so many suitors around her that they couldn't be numbered. He didn't stand a chance. Raoul's thoughts startled him. Did he want to stand a chance with Katrene? Did he want to marry her? Was this love, or just a silly infatuation?
Raoul wasn't paying attention to where he was going, as he continued to walk on, and he ran into something, or was it someone?
"Great, let's make a public spectacle!' Raoul began to criticize himself. 'Now, just get up, apologize, look around to see how many people saw you fall down, and then continue walking around these gods forsaken halls.'
Raoul stood up, and looked behind him distractedly, shining a fake smile to those that were staring at him.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going..." Raoul said as he stood up, not even looking at who was standing before him.
"I'm afraid it was my fault, my mind was...elsewhere," he heard a familiar voice say.
"Katrene? I mean, Princess, I am terribly sorry that I was in your way. Please forgive a lowly subject like me."
"Well, I suppose that I could forgive you," Katrene said, with a glitter in her eyes. "I insist that you show your repentance by joining me for breakfast."
"Well, I could not refuse to obey a royal command," he said as he offered her his arm. They then began making their way through the palace.
Also, if you like to read Pirates of the Caribbean (sp?) then, you should read the fanfics of Morfalasiel22, (I think that I got that right, if not, then you can correct me.) She also has some Tamora Pierce fanfics, which I recommend as well. I have one other story right now, that I am writing with an anonymous geek. We haven't updated in like forever, but we are going to eventually. She has some others that I recommend. If you know of any good fanfics, then please tell me, even if it is your own that you suggest, (I recommend my own fanfics all the time.) So, read my fanfic, and then I'll read yours. See how that works? We then both get reviews, which every fanfic author should love to get. Also, just to note, these are not all my characters. If you don't recognize them, and you have read the Tamora Pierce books, and you aren't high, or anything, then they're creatures from my imagination. I also want to apologize for my last chapter of this story, it was weird, I know. Anyway, on with the story...
Chapter...what chapter am I on anyway?
Katrene woke up later than usual the next morning the sun was shining directly in her face. She got out of bed, and her feet came into contact with the cold floors. She shivered as she walked to the windows to close the curtains. Just then, Lady Egan, bustled into the room.
"M'lady, you are finally awake! I was about to call the healer, and tell them to..." Lady Egan lost her train of thought (I can sympathize.)
Katrene looked for the woman, but she had walked off into Katrene's large closet, making a selection for Katrene's attire for the day.
Lady Egan came back into the room and put a dark blue dress on Katrene's bed.
"This is what you are to wear tonight. Now, before that, why don't you wear that simple white dress that you wear constantly? Katrene, are you listening to me?"
"Yes, of course I am," Katrene lied.
"Where in the name of Mithros was your mind?" Lady Egan asked.
Katrene knew very well who she was thinking about, and a smile came across her face. She was remembering the other night at the ball.
"No one..., I mean, nothing," she caught herself.
Lady Egan gave a satisfied nod, and left the room. Katrene breathed a sigh of relief. She laid back down on her bed, and stared at the ceiling. How could she forget the charming Sir Raoul? She had memorized his laugh, his beautiful eyed, his smile...and his lips. She shook her head, and stood up, determined to not let a man disturb her thoughts. She slipped on the white dress that was not uncomfortable and stiff like the others were. She put on her shoes, and she left her room, making her way down the hall, to her breakfast.
She hated having her breakfast alone, but she preferred her own company than that of some haughty suitor. She sighed as she entered the room. There was one person that she wished she had the company of...
*****
Raoul made his way to the kitchen, looking for something to eat. He didn't exactly know where it was however. He was surely lost. He sighed, thought about asking someone, but then changed his mind. He nodded at people as he passed them in the hall, as if he knew them. What he wouldn't give for the princess Katrene to show him the way there...
Katrene, now that was a subject that he could think about for awhile. He couldn't forget the way that she had looked at him last night when they were dancing. Was she feeling something too? 'Now you've lost it, Raoul,' he thought to himself. Katrene was a beautiful girl...woman, and had so many suitors around her that they couldn't be numbered. He didn't stand a chance. Raoul's thoughts startled him. Did he want to stand a chance with Katrene? Did he want to marry her? Was this love, or just a silly infatuation?
Raoul wasn't paying attention to where he was going, as he continued to walk on, and he ran into something, or was it someone?
"Great, let's make a public spectacle!' Raoul began to criticize himself. 'Now, just get up, apologize, look around to see how many people saw you fall down, and then continue walking around these gods forsaken halls.'
Raoul stood up, and looked behind him distractedly, shining a fake smile to those that were staring at him.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going..." Raoul said as he stood up, not even looking at who was standing before him.
"I'm afraid it was my fault, my mind was...elsewhere," he heard a familiar voice say.
"Katrene? I mean, Princess, I am terribly sorry that I was in your way. Please forgive a lowly subject like me."
"Well, I suppose that I could forgive you," Katrene said, with a glitter in her eyes. "I insist that you show your repentance by joining me for breakfast."
"Well, I could not refuse to obey a royal command," he said as he offered her his arm. They then began making their way through the palace.