OK. This is going to be pretty rushed.

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"George?" Alanna leapt up, "what are you doing?" she demanded, scowling at him.

George wore his monk's robes. He was grinning mischievously at her, "Surprise?"

"Hardly." Alanna said dryly.

George's grin faded as he saw Kel. "I heard th' Duke roped her into his rooms and then some crash happened."

Jon nodded, "she seems to think that she's in a different time. Alanna's the King's Champion and Raoul's her knight master." (He didn't mention the fact that Alanna was married to George.)

George pieced up the information quickly, his eyes unreadable, "so she knows that Alanna's a girl, right?"

"She's a squire." Jon jerked a thumb at Kel.

"I do have a name, you know." Kel said icily. "Its Keladry."

"Keladry, who is the king and queen of um. your country?" George asked.

"King Jonathan and Queen Thayet." Kel replied, "why?"

"Thayet?" Jon was slightly confused, "but Mother refused jin Wilima's offer!"

George's eyes lit up, "Whose Alanna married to?"

"I don't think that's relevant." Jon snapped quickly.

Alanna was VERY interested in her shoes.

"Where am I? Why are you interrogating me like this? WHERE IS NEAL?" Kel yelled, her Yamani dignity forgotten.

Jon sighed. "Keladry, in case I'm mistaken, I think you've undergone a time switch. You are known in the palace as the Shang Sparrow, just stick to that description. The current King here is Roald- that's my father, and the queen is Lianne."

Kel had gone a very white shade; she looked like she wasn't breathing. "This is a joke."

"This is no joke, Lady Keladry. You've undergone a time switch." Alanna said comfortingly, repeating Jon's words. "Look on the bright side- you can teach me the glaive!"

"How peachy." Kel muttered, looking pleadingly at Jon, "please tell me you're joking. please."

Jon gave her a smile, "it isn't all that bad here, right?"

"Not really," Kel said reluctantly.

"That's good." Jon rose, "just call Alanna here Alan."

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Kel could hardly believe what had happened.

She was back in time. Alanna was right in front of her, wanting to learn the glaive.

SHE WAS GOING TO TEACH THE LIONESS!

Kel forced the smile off her face and put on her Yamani stone like expression.

"You've taught me how to fall." Alanna told her, "you told me when you were um, normal, that you were to teach me the glaive."

"Oh." Kel nodded, "I think the glaive was in the room that I woke up in."

"That was the room you were assigned to. It's in the visitor's quarters." Jon reminded her.

Kel marvelled at how different Jonathan was. He seemed more straightforward, not confusing, like the king she knew back- or was it forward. - In the Tortall that she had been in.

Jon guided them to the visitor's quarters, where Kel's room was.

"I thought something was wrong when I saw all the weird clothes." She muttered, looking distastefully and the beaded tunics and the heavy, netted skirts. She'd NEVER fit into them.

Then she glimpsed herself in the mirror.

Her frame was. different.

"Have you found your glaive yet, Keladry?" Alanna asked from the doorway.

Kel spied the weapon hanging above the wardrobe door; she lifted it off the hook, and then carried it carefully out of the room.

"You've got it." Alanna said approvingly, then she lowered her voice, "if you weren't a Shang, how did you learn how to use that weapon?"

Kel smiled, "I spent 7 years in the Yamani Islands, I learnt much of their ways."

Alanna sighed wistfully, "When I get knighted, I'm going to the Yamani Islands, definitely."

Gary and Raoul were still waiting for them in the training yards.

"She's normal again?" Gary said, eyeing Kel suspiciously.

"She's normal again," agreed Alanna. "She's going to teach me the glaive."

"This is Gary, this is Raoul," Jon said, pointing to each of them, "they're knights."

Kel studied Raoul, looking at him intently.

He was different-not only in age, but in the way he held himself.

Raoul twitched a little under her gaze, Kel blushed, looking away, "this is how you wield the glaive," she said hastily. "It's much like the staff, but the weight's different." She handed Alanna the glaive.

Alanna's arm bent, eyes widening, "its HEAVY."

"You'll get use to it. its like a weighted staff, I guess." Kel said wryly. Of course, she knew about weighted weapons. Joren and his friends had stuck little lead pellets on all her equipment during her first year. Everything, including her lance and staff.

"Does she have to carry it around with her all the time?" Jon asked wickedly, casting Alanna a teasing look, "that's what the swords master, Sklaw made all the pages do. They weren't allowed to take it off."

"Goddess. NO." Kel didn't even allow herself to think of someone who carried the bulky weapon everywhere. "By the end of the day, even the most expert of weapon wielders would destroy the whole palace."

(Fine, fine, I don't know whether or not this is true or not!)

Alanna glared at Jon. "What else do I have to do?" She asked Kel.

Kel racked her brains, trying to think back of her first glaive session. "You can try a few light, easy swings, just don't do it to hard, or otherwise you'll probably behead yourself."

Alanna did as Kel suggested, doing a few swings and basic staff stances. She was surprisingly good for a person who was practicing the glaive for the first time.

Kel nodded. "Just keep practicing that, I think that I should have a blunt practice weapon somewhere in my room."

Alanna nodded, testing the blade on a leaf that she found on the ground. It sliced right through as if the leaf was soft, melted butter.

"It's good." It was hard to read her purple eyes.

"I'll go up and get it. Just keep on practicing the basic swings and staff stances." Kel called, running out of the courts.

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"Why was she all weird before?" Raoul asked Alanna quietly once Keladry was out of earshot.

"Just some magical infliction." Alanna replied, "Where's Faithful?"

"Where's Jon?" Gary asked, looking around.

Raoul shrugged. "They've both tripped off somewhere."

"What happened?" Gary asked again.

"I told you!"

"You're a pretty bad liar, you know, Alan." Gary said easily, as if saying 'look at the clouds'.

"I was telling the truth." Alanna said, thinking desperately, WHERE'S JON?

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Ugh!

Was that chapter MAJORLY crapped up or what?

I admit that I'm having doubts about K/Jon romance myself, but I think I nearly have it. next chapter, people!

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