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-Nuit bows onto floor and begs- Forgive me! I am sorry for taking so long to update. I only planned my plot till the part where Jon almost dies and I've been trying to take the plot further. I think it's worked out and I should be updating regularly (if my stupid computer stops crashing...) so once more I apologize. Sorry.
Devon had awoken only a day after the sickness, Alanna slept for two days after that.
The next four months passed uneventfully, with the exception of a strange visit from Alanna, who requested that Beth make her a special corset. Devon had been baffled by the request until she realized that Alanna was 'turning into a woman', as Coram put it.
Then in June, Ulf walked into the field as cheerful as ever and changed their training.
"I have given you a basic lesson on the various weapons and fighting moves. From this point on we will focus on one weapon and learn it thoroughly, except on Saturday when there will be an overall drill. Aside from that you will focus on hand to hand combat. Understood?"
At their nods he smiled.
"Good. Now the weapon we will focus on first is the bow."
They all tried to shoot. Noah hit the fourth ring, Beth hit the fifth. Devon hit the tree that was 4 yards away from the target...12 rounds in a row.
"Why can't I do this?!" Devon cried in rage. "It won' go the right way!"
"Practice," Ulf said dryly "That usually helps."
Devon scowled but turned back to the target.
It was two hours before they quit. Even then Ulf said they had another course.
"Watch me." He said
Ulf Bent to the side and in one fluid motion did a cartwheel.
"Your turn." He motioned for them to try.
Beth landed on her rear. Noah sprawled flat on his belly. Devon did a perfect cartwheel the first time she tried.
Three hours later Ulf was laughing as he watched Beth and Noah rub sore muscles from falling while Devon had had only on or to falls.
"It goes to show you," He said between chuckles, "That everyone had their strengths and weaknesses."
It was two months before Devon could find a spare minute when both she and Alanna where free to talk. One warm day Devon used her free time to go to the palace. Upon finding that her 'brother' and the others where at the swimming hole but should return soon, she settled down to wait.
Twenty minutes later a glorious wagon train came in. One of the men who dismounted caught her eye. He was average height with black brown hair and pale blue eyes. He was very attractive.
He made Devon's stomach roil and caused the hairs on her neck to stand on end.
Not a moment later Duke Gareth of Naxen came out of pages wing.
A smile on his face Gareth called to the man.
"Roger."
-Nuit bows onto floor and begs- Forgive me! I am sorry for taking so long to update. I only planned my plot till the part where Jon almost dies and I've been trying to take the plot further. I think it's worked out and I should be updating regularly (if my stupid computer stops crashing...) so once more I apologize. Sorry.
Devon had awoken only a day after the sickness, Alanna slept for two days after that.
The next four months passed uneventfully, with the exception of a strange visit from Alanna, who requested that Beth make her a special corset. Devon had been baffled by the request until she realized that Alanna was 'turning into a woman', as Coram put it.
Then in June, Ulf walked into the field as cheerful as ever and changed their training.
"I have given you a basic lesson on the various weapons and fighting moves. From this point on we will focus on one weapon and learn it thoroughly, except on Saturday when there will be an overall drill. Aside from that you will focus on hand to hand combat. Understood?"
At their nods he smiled.
"Good. Now the weapon we will focus on first is the bow."
They all tried to shoot. Noah hit the fourth ring, Beth hit the fifth. Devon hit the tree that was 4 yards away from the target...12 rounds in a row.
"Why can't I do this?!" Devon cried in rage. "It won' go the right way!"
"Practice," Ulf said dryly "That usually helps."
Devon scowled but turned back to the target.
It was two hours before they quit. Even then Ulf said they had another course.
"Watch me." He said
Ulf Bent to the side and in one fluid motion did a cartwheel.
"Your turn." He motioned for them to try.
Beth landed on her rear. Noah sprawled flat on his belly. Devon did a perfect cartwheel the first time she tried.
Three hours later Ulf was laughing as he watched Beth and Noah rub sore muscles from falling while Devon had had only on or to falls.
"It goes to show you," He said between chuckles, "That everyone had their strengths and weaknesses."
It was two months before Devon could find a spare minute when both she and Alanna where free to talk. One warm day Devon used her free time to go to the palace. Upon finding that her 'brother' and the others where at the swimming hole but should return soon, she settled down to wait.
Twenty minutes later a glorious wagon train came in. One of the men who dismounted caught her eye. He was average height with black brown hair and pale blue eyes. He was very attractive.
He made Devon's stomach roil and caused the hairs on her neck to stand on end.
Not a moment later Duke Gareth of Naxen came out of pages wing.
A smile on his face Gareth called to the man.
"Roger."