Warning, this chapter gets XD It's the very mature end of T rated :P. I didn't think it was entirely necessary to change the rating because of one or 2 slightly more 'suggestive chapters'. And it gets less steamy, really XP

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The door between Alanna and Jonathan's room was very slightly ajar. Alanna sat there considering whether to go in or not, as she reached for the door, the main door of his room opened revealing, Delia!

"I saw you coming in, you seemed upset" she said in her sickly sweet honey tone. He was sat down on the bed, his hair a mess, his head in his hands. When he raised it to look at Delia, it was stained with tears. Delia walked over and started to wipe away his tears with her sleeve.

"Please don't cry Jonathan, you'll make me cry too." She put her lips to his wet cheeks, kissing away his tears. "Now, tell me what's wrong", she said, sitting on the bed behind him, her porcelain chin rested on his shoulder.

"I've done something Delia, something I regret so immensely. And I need something to just make me forget." He said his voice shaking as he spoke. Alanna was confused what had he done that was so terrible? Nothing Alanna could recall fitted the description.

Delia slid her hands up underneath Jonathan's shirt. "So you need…a distraction?" She whispered in a poor attempt at sensuality. She kissed his shoulder, then his neck, then his jaw. "I could provide a good distraction." She swung her leg from beneath her flimsy night dress and wrapped it around him.

Jonathan ran his hand along it softly, then through it off. "That is not the distraction I want Delia." He said sternly, standing up and walking a few paces away. Delia sat on the bed; her skirt had crept up her leg to just above her knees, revealing slender, smooth legs. The top of her nightdress was sliding off one shoulder in a way that Alanna could tell was deliberate.

"I'm sorry Jon, I just wanted to show you that I care about you" She said, hanging her head in mock shame and embarrassment. He turned to her and walked back to her. He lifted her chin, the way he had to Alanna so many times, and kissed her violently. She kissed back with the same steamy passion.

Delia began to lie back on the bed and Jonathan climbed onto the bed as well. He began to slide the other side of her nightdress off. She roughly pulled off his shirt and threw it aside. He grabbed her and…

Alanna turned away sharply. She brought her hand to her face and found it wet. She could hear every sound coming from the room next door and it was crushing her. She got up as quietly as she could and went to the furthest corner of the room and clamped her hands over her ears. Tears streamed down her face and she squeezed her eyes shut so as not to see the shadows dancing on the wall.

When the shadows ceased to dance and the rooms ceased to echo with noise, Alanna uncovered her ears and opened her eyes. She heard talking from the other room and went back to listen at the door. "Was that a good enough distraction?" Delia said, lying quite happily with Jonathan. Alanna gritted her teeth and tried not to resume her tears.

Jonathan's face remained emotionless as Delia ran her hands over him. He looked at the door to Alanna's room. "Do you think he heard us?" Delia said playfully. Jonathan shook his head and looked back at her. Delia rolled onto him and laid her hair across his chest. Jonathan looked again at the door.

Right then they both wished Alanna was in Delia's place. Delia knelt up, he knees either side of his hips. "Need some more distraction?" she said, her fingers dancing across his body.

Jonathan sat up and lifted her off roughly. "Not now Delia." He pulled on his shirt and passed the neglected nightdress to Delia, "you'd better go before you're missed." Delia sullenly pulled on her nightdress and left the room silently.

Jon sat down at his desk and pulled some parchment towards him. Alanna slunk away from the door and crawled into bed, trying not to let her head be filled with images of what she'd seen and heard.

The next morning Alanna had agreed to go riding with Gary. She needed something to take her mind off things so she saddled Moonlight and went with Gary to the woods for a long ride. Gary had been giving her odd looks all day and Alanna finally asked him why.

"Gary, you've been giving me odd looks the whole ride, is there something on your mind?" She asked casually. Gary looked at her again, slowing down his horse a little so as to make Alanna do the same.

"Everyone seems to be in an odd mood today. Delia seems to be overly happy and light, you seem like there is huge weight on your shoulders and even Jon is walking around depressed and sullen." He said as Alanna slowed the horse. Faithful slinked out of his little cup and onto Moonlight's head. I think you should just tell him you know, it would make things so much easier.

"I have no idea what's going on with Jon and Delia, but I am just a little tired." Gary looked at her exasperatedly, obviously not believing a word.

"Alan, I know you have a secret, something you can't tell us, but if it's upsetting you, at least tell me what I can do to help" He reached across and grabbed her hand tightly in a gesture of brotherly friendship.

"Thank you Gary but there is nothing you can do; I have no secrets that I have not told you." Gary let go of her arm annoyed.

"I know you are hiding something! I do not care if you cannot tell me just do not lie to me and tell me there is nothing wrong when I can see it across your face!"

"Gary, please, I'm doing this to help." Alanna said desperately, her sweaty hands clenched on moonlight's reins.

"To help who? Yourself? Jon?" He sighed and looked at her with deep disappointment "We'll talk again when you want to be truthful." Gary rode off away from Alanna, leaving her alone with her thoughts.

What if Gary knew? Her world was falling apart and she was losing everyone she cared about. She went forlornly back to her room at the end of the day, her mood none improved throughout the day.

On her bed were a few pages of parchment which she picked up curiously and read with growing interest.