Chapter 12
The court was decked out in their finest mourning clothes. The trial by combat was about to begin
"Jon, don't do this!" Alanna said "Roger could kill you! He wants the crown, remember?"
"but he wouldn't kill the babies."
"I wouldn't put it past him."
"He wants you and he'd rather you be happy. Plus it would give him more heirs."
"In his mind I can always have more children. He'd even enjoy it if I did."
"Alanna, relax. I'll be fine"
"You better be" Alanna said "If you die and I have to re-marry Roger, I will never forgive you"
"Me neither" Gaby said coming over "I'm a princess, and princesses always get what they want…I want poopy-face to be back in his grave…by tonight!"
"It's weird to have her say 'poopy-face' and not mean me…but it is a refreshing change"
"If you die, I'll have poopy-face pass a law saying everyone is only to refer to you as Prince-then King-poopy-face…that would be interesting for the history book don't you think?"
Roger came over "Jon, I think we need to make an agreement"
"I don't make agreements with traitors and my father's murderer"
"Technically, I didn't kill him…I paid the rogue guard to do it for me"
"That's so much better" Jon said sarcastically
"Just listen cousin" Roger said "Now, if I win, I get the crown, my wife-"
"EX-WIFE!" Alanna yelled
"…like I said, I get my wife, and my children"
"What about the twins?" Gaby asked
"If I die, you have to let my sons stay alive" Jon said
"Yeah, sure, I'll adopt them" Roger said "Can we get on with it"
"Fine" Jon said
Sweat was pouring down both Jon and Roger's faces. The duel had started right around sundown, and all around them, the sunrise of the next morning was visible. Many of the old conservatives had gone to bed and come back later after having some rest.
"Come on cousin! You were trained more recently than I…or is this the best your dear uncle and training master could manage to have the skills to teach you?"
Jon glared, and started swinging his sword wildly. Roger grinned at this opportunity, as Jon lunged in to kill him; he raised his sword and stabbed Jon in the shoulder
With a cry of anguish, Jon dropped his sword and slowly fell to the floor
"JON!" Alanna cried out just as Lianne cried out "JONATHON!"
Alanna ran forward, and without thinking, lifted Jon's sword and stabbed Roger in the heart.
Roger fell, his eyes wide with shock. Crimson blood slowly stained his shirt and tunic.
Elspeth came running forward "'Lanna…where did you learn to do that?"
"I-I don't know" Alanna said, and then fainted. Elspeth managed to catch her, and Steven came running forward to help lower her carefully to the floor.
Alright so this is the last chapter next up are three epilogues so pay attention. If you want Jon to live read the first/official epilogue, if you want Roger to be king read the second epilogue, if you want both Roger and Jon to die or if you want to see more of George read read the third and enjoy.