A/N: Ok ppl I'm back! This chapter is pretty much pointless, I'm just
writing it for the shake of uploading but I promise you dat da next few
chaps I'll try to put more effort into.
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The ball the following evening~
"Lady Cimirone of Seaglant" announced the herald as the doors opened and Cimirone stepped into the light of the ballroom, feeling every pair of eyes on her.
She wore a baby blue dress with silver lining and white petticoats that showed where the skirt opened up. The blue, transparent sleeves drooped from the shoulder blades all the way down to the elbows where they started to open up. Her glossy red-brown locks were pulled back into a tight bun with a few curls framing her face. Cimirone had a band across her forehead, plaited from blue and silver leather strips; it was all in the latest fashion at court.
She daintily walked down the stairs, scrunching her dress up in both hands, careful not to trip over. At the end of the stairs Raoul offered his arm, which she took and walked with him to his group of friends near a corner of the ballroom.
"Sir. Raoul of Goldenlake and Malorie's Peek at your service" Raoul bowed, "And this is Prince Jonathan, heir to the throne of Tortall, Lady Alanna and her twin brother, Squire Thom of Trebond and Sir. Gareth, the younger of Naxen"
"Charmed, I'm sure" Cimirone did a graceful curtsy and smiled
"Lady Cimirone, would you like to dance?"
"Pleasure" she said as she took to the dance floor with Raoul
"So. what do you think?" asked Jon evilly after they were out of hearing
"He's fallen for her," answered Alanna with bitter amusement
"No, I meant the way he handled it so none of us could get a word in" Alanna looked at Jon strangely from the corner of her eyes, "Don't tell me you taught him that?"
Jon breathed in and thumped his chest twice proudly (A/N: I know, a rather Neal like thing to do, been reading way too much Kel fics. lately) Alanna smiled grimly and poked him in the ribs-hard.
Jon doubled over, "Awww, Lanna, why did you have to go and ruin that moment, it was one of my better poses" complained Jon as they burst out laughing
"If that was one of your better poses, I'd hate to see one of your worser ones" said Alanna, good humidly, rolling her eyes
"Enough of that, now let's back to what we were saying before. Would you give me the honor of accepting this dance?" asked Jon
Alanna looked at him and raised an eyebrow, "No. But just to save your reputation, I guess I'll do it for the sake of love and to prove to everyone that I'm not going soft" said Alanna and she walked to the middle of the ballroom, muttering something about 'the many sacrifices one gives for love'
Thom looked after them strangely, "I am seriously wondering if she is going soft. You know Gary, she still hasn't explained yet about their 'relationship' and I doubt that she will. I'm sure you can spare me some time and enlighten me with the next chapter of Romeo and Juliet (A/N: I know it hasn't been written yet but who gives a damn?)"
"Well, my friend" Gary started putting his arm on Thom's shoulder and leading him into a quite corner so they could talk, "It all started like this."
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A couple of dances later~
Alanna and Jon sat with Lady Cimirone and Raoul, each with a glass in their hands (A/N: weird, I know), chatting. Across the other side of the ballroom, they could see Thom with a scowl on his face as he listened to Gary blabber on about what happened with Jon and Alanna. Since he didn't know the full story, he was making half of it up, little did he know how bad a tongue-lashing he would get from Alanna later on.
Jon and Raoul left their seats to refill their glasses and get some fresh air, leaving Alanna and Cimirone together to chat.
"So Cimirone, how do you like it at court?" asked Alanna, desperate to start a conversation
"Oh it's not bad but tell me, do noble ladies do any fighting arts?" asked Cimirone
Alanna's face suddenly broke out into a smile as she and Cimirone quickly became friends and started blabbing about which weapons had more advantages in different situations.
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A while later, Jon finally dragged Alanna away from her intense conversation with Cimirone which they were quite enjoying.
Once Alanna was out of sight, Roger walked over, sitting himself in the seat that Alanna had occupied just seconds ago.
"Quite an entrance you made tonight, now tell me how did your conversation with the Trebond girl go?" asked Roger
"Reasonably well sire, she's actually not all that bad once you get to know her, and get this, she can fight"
"The girl can fight heh? Quite a rarity these days for noble girls to learn the arts. Something is undeniably distraught about that. Anyway keep a close eye on her but don't get too cozy. after all you are going to be the one who kills her in the end" Roger smiled and walked away.
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The next morning Alanna was woken by the sound of yelling from the room next door, she looked around and realized that she was in her squire chambers. Suddenly her left temple started to throb as she remembered what had happened last night. She had gotten seriously drunk and ended up going to her squire's chamber instead of her lady's chamber. No wonder she had such a bad hangover. Alanna put her hand on her head as purple light poured out and diminished her headache.
She could now hear clearly and realized that the sound next door was Thom screaming in Jon's room. Alanna quickly got dressed and yanked the door open between their rooms to see what was going on.
Thom was running around screaming like a mad man while Jon, Gary and Raoul had their heads in their hands and-by the looks of it-trying to smother their laughter.
Alanna blocked her ears and walked up to Jon, "Don't tell me, the spell didn't wear off?" she asked as Jon just nodded.
Alanna sighed, "Thom stop running around and screaming like a mad man so we can try to help you" When Thom just continued doing so, Alanna got impatient and with a snap of her fingers, his voice was gone.
Thom suddenly stopped in the middle of the room and glared daggers at Alanna and she glared back.
"Now, you gonna listen or not?" Alanna asked tapping her feat on the ground
Thom just glared
"I don't get it, isn't he supposed to be really good at this stuff since he learned magic with the Mithran Cloisters? Can't he just snap his fingers and be gone with whatever spell you put on him?" asked Raoul curiously
Alanna sighed, "He can't undo a spell that I put on him, only the person who put it on can take it off unless they have a focus, an item they possess or rather possessed" she snapped her fingers and Thom got his voice back
"Very funny sister. Anyway I don't see how you can help, I've tried just about every single spell and potion I ever learnt but nothing seems to work," stated Thom annoyed
"Well lets see, maybe it has to do with the fact that TIME'S NOT UP YET! Duh! Remember you conjured the spell around 9:30, now is 25 past. Wait five minutes if the spell doesn't wear off, you can start yelling at me again, agreed?"
Thom made a face but when he felt his chest swelling down bit by bit and by the time the five minutes was up, he was completely back to normal. When he looked up he saw the look on his sister's face, which demanded an apology.
"Ok, ok so you were right and I was wrong, I admit it so would you stop glaring daggers at me?" asked Thom
Suddenly, the door opened from the next door as Faithful, tail up above him came striding in.
"And where have you been all night?" demanded Alanna, hand s on her hips
Out answered the cat licking his paws
"Uh huh" Alanna opened the adjoining door and looked into her room, then turned back and eyed the cat, "Where are the goldfish I needed for my lady's chambers to make it look girly?"
Oh sure! Blame the cat! Everyone stared at him Ok so I ate them? I was hungry, you were drunk last night and forgot to feed me, is it my fault that you forgot to feed your cute, adorable kitty?
Alanna scowled but eventually joined in the laughing.
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Sorry, I didn't upload sooner; it would have been out a couple of weeks ago. I was half way through writing it and I accidentally deleted it cuz it was really late and I was tired and I wasn't really paying attention. I got really pissed with my computer and didn't try to retype the whole thing again until the school holidays a week ago.
Oh yeah, now I can tease you cuz I'm on holidays an' ur not! Are u? If ur still on holidays, den pay no attention to dis note, I jus wrecked myself.
And wit da kidnapping thing dat I mentioned, that won't happen until da last few chapters so happy waiting!
^_^ Lady Lucy A/J 4ever ^_^
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The ball the following evening~
"Lady Cimirone of Seaglant" announced the herald as the doors opened and Cimirone stepped into the light of the ballroom, feeling every pair of eyes on her.
She wore a baby blue dress with silver lining and white petticoats that showed where the skirt opened up. The blue, transparent sleeves drooped from the shoulder blades all the way down to the elbows where they started to open up. Her glossy red-brown locks were pulled back into a tight bun with a few curls framing her face. Cimirone had a band across her forehead, plaited from blue and silver leather strips; it was all in the latest fashion at court.
She daintily walked down the stairs, scrunching her dress up in both hands, careful not to trip over. At the end of the stairs Raoul offered his arm, which she took and walked with him to his group of friends near a corner of the ballroom.
"Sir. Raoul of Goldenlake and Malorie's Peek at your service" Raoul bowed, "And this is Prince Jonathan, heir to the throne of Tortall, Lady Alanna and her twin brother, Squire Thom of Trebond and Sir. Gareth, the younger of Naxen"
"Charmed, I'm sure" Cimirone did a graceful curtsy and smiled
"Lady Cimirone, would you like to dance?"
"Pleasure" she said as she took to the dance floor with Raoul
"So. what do you think?" asked Jon evilly after they were out of hearing
"He's fallen for her," answered Alanna with bitter amusement
"No, I meant the way he handled it so none of us could get a word in" Alanna looked at Jon strangely from the corner of her eyes, "Don't tell me you taught him that?"
Jon breathed in and thumped his chest twice proudly (A/N: I know, a rather Neal like thing to do, been reading way too much Kel fics. lately) Alanna smiled grimly and poked him in the ribs-hard.
Jon doubled over, "Awww, Lanna, why did you have to go and ruin that moment, it was one of my better poses" complained Jon as they burst out laughing
"If that was one of your better poses, I'd hate to see one of your worser ones" said Alanna, good humidly, rolling her eyes
"Enough of that, now let's back to what we were saying before. Would you give me the honor of accepting this dance?" asked Jon
Alanna looked at him and raised an eyebrow, "No. But just to save your reputation, I guess I'll do it for the sake of love and to prove to everyone that I'm not going soft" said Alanna and she walked to the middle of the ballroom, muttering something about 'the many sacrifices one gives for love'
Thom looked after them strangely, "I am seriously wondering if she is going soft. You know Gary, she still hasn't explained yet about their 'relationship' and I doubt that she will. I'm sure you can spare me some time and enlighten me with the next chapter of Romeo and Juliet (A/N: I know it hasn't been written yet but who gives a damn?)"
"Well, my friend" Gary started putting his arm on Thom's shoulder and leading him into a quite corner so they could talk, "It all started like this."
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A couple of dances later~
Alanna and Jon sat with Lady Cimirone and Raoul, each with a glass in their hands (A/N: weird, I know), chatting. Across the other side of the ballroom, they could see Thom with a scowl on his face as he listened to Gary blabber on about what happened with Jon and Alanna. Since he didn't know the full story, he was making half of it up, little did he know how bad a tongue-lashing he would get from Alanna later on.
Jon and Raoul left their seats to refill their glasses and get some fresh air, leaving Alanna and Cimirone together to chat.
"So Cimirone, how do you like it at court?" asked Alanna, desperate to start a conversation
"Oh it's not bad but tell me, do noble ladies do any fighting arts?" asked Cimirone
Alanna's face suddenly broke out into a smile as she and Cimirone quickly became friends and started blabbing about which weapons had more advantages in different situations.
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A while later, Jon finally dragged Alanna away from her intense conversation with Cimirone which they were quite enjoying.
Once Alanna was out of sight, Roger walked over, sitting himself in the seat that Alanna had occupied just seconds ago.
"Quite an entrance you made tonight, now tell me how did your conversation with the Trebond girl go?" asked Roger
"Reasonably well sire, she's actually not all that bad once you get to know her, and get this, she can fight"
"The girl can fight heh? Quite a rarity these days for noble girls to learn the arts. Something is undeniably distraught about that. Anyway keep a close eye on her but don't get too cozy. after all you are going to be the one who kills her in the end" Roger smiled and walked away.
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The next morning Alanna was woken by the sound of yelling from the room next door, she looked around and realized that she was in her squire chambers. Suddenly her left temple started to throb as she remembered what had happened last night. She had gotten seriously drunk and ended up going to her squire's chamber instead of her lady's chamber. No wonder she had such a bad hangover. Alanna put her hand on her head as purple light poured out and diminished her headache.
She could now hear clearly and realized that the sound next door was Thom screaming in Jon's room. Alanna quickly got dressed and yanked the door open between their rooms to see what was going on.
Thom was running around screaming like a mad man while Jon, Gary and Raoul had their heads in their hands and-by the looks of it-trying to smother their laughter.
Alanna blocked her ears and walked up to Jon, "Don't tell me, the spell didn't wear off?" she asked as Jon just nodded.
Alanna sighed, "Thom stop running around and screaming like a mad man so we can try to help you" When Thom just continued doing so, Alanna got impatient and with a snap of her fingers, his voice was gone.
Thom suddenly stopped in the middle of the room and glared daggers at Alanna and she glared back.
"Now, you gonna listen or not?" Alanna asked tapping her feat on the ground
Thom just glared
"I don't get it, isn't he supposed to be really good at this stuff since he learned magic with the Mithran Cloisters? Can't he just snap his fingers and be gone with whatever spell you put on him?" asked Raoul curiously
Alanna sighed, "He can't undo a spell that I put on him, only the person who put it on can take it off unless they have a focus, an item they possess or rather possessed" she snapped her fingers and Thom got his voice back
"Very funny sister. Anyway I don't see how you can help, I've tried just about every single spell and potion I ever learnt but nothing seems to work," stated Thom annoyed
"Well lets see, maybe it has to do with the fact that TIME'S NOT UP YET! Duh! Remember you conjured the spell around 9:30, now is 25 past. Wait five minutes if the spell doesn't wear off, you can start yelling at me again, agreed?"
Thom made a face but when he felt his chest swelling down bit by bit and by the time the five minutes was up, he was completely back to normal. When he looked up he saw the look on his sister's face, which demanded an apology.
"Ok, ok so you were right and I was wrong, I admit it so would you stop glaring daggers at me?" asked Thom
Suddenly, the door opened from the next door as Faithful, tail up above him came striding in.
"And where have you been all night?" demanded Alanna, hand s on her hips
Out answered the cat licking his paws
"Uh huh" Alanna opened the adjoining door and looked into her room, then turned back and eyed the cat, "Where are the goldfish I needed for my lady's chambers to make it look girly?"
Oh sure! Blame the cat! Everyone stared at him Ok so I ate them? I was hungry, you were drunk last night and forgot to feed me, is it my fault that you forgot to feed your cute, adorable kitty?
Alanna scowled but eventually joined in the laughing.
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Sorry, I didn't upload sooner; it would have been out a couple of weeks ago. I was half way through writing it and I accidentally deleted it cuz it was really late and I was tired and I wasn't really paying attention. I got really pissed with my computer and didn't try to retype the whole thing again until the school holidays a week ago.
Oh yeah, now I can tease you cuz I'm on holidays an' ur not! Are u? If ur still on holidays, den pay no attention to dis note, I jus wrecked myself.
And wit da kidnapping thing dat I mentioned, that won't happen until da last few chapters so happy waiting!
^_^ Lady Lucy A/J 4ever ^_^