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After everyone had cleared off of Traitor's Hill, Alanna walked over to the platform.
She had to talk to Thom. She opened the door and walked in with Jon following her.
"What happened?" Alanna asked, her temper rising. "You were supposed to save
him!"
"Alanna, calm down," Thom said, holding her shoulders.
"Calm down? You're telling me to calm down?" Alanna said.
"Dear, sister, relax."
"What about George?"
"He's alive, but barely," Thom said looking down.
"We have to get him a healer then!" Alanna said.
"No, we can't! The only healers we can use is you. Or me," Thom said. "Or, George
really be hanged, again."
Alanna nodded. "Where is he?"
Thom pointed to a corner where a cot sat with George's body on it. Alanna walked over
to it and looked at him. George looked up at her.
"Hello, Alanna, fancy meeting you here," George said. He tried to smile, but it pained him.
"Shhhh," Alanna said softly. "I'll make you better." She reached to find her Gift. It was in
full supply and Alanna was glad of it. By George's appearance, she would need a lot of magic.
She sent her Gift through him, examining him closely. He was lucky, his neck had almost
snapped, but he had been saved just in time. Slowly, very slowly, she healed him till he looked
and felt better. When she had finished he slept.
Alanna walked over to where Jonathan and Thom were talking.
"What happened to delay it?" she said softly so as not to disturb George.
"The spell wouldn't work. Something stopped it." Thom shook his head. "I've never seen anything
like it. There was a barrier of some sort."
"Do you think anyone knew what was happening?" Jonathan said quietly.
"I don't know," Thom said. " I really don't know."
A few days later, George was up to full health. He was planning to leave Tortall forever and he had
chosen night time to leave.
Jonathan, Alanna, Gary, and Raoul stood beside as he prepared his horse for the journey. Thom had
said he would be damned if he was going to stay up that late.
"George, we're gonna miss you," Jonathan said, hugging George.
"Bye, George," Gary said.
"Good luck, George," Raoul said.
"Thanks, I need it," George said quietly. Turning to Alanna he said, "Alanna, I.."
"Don't. Good luck, George. We'll miss you," Alanna said. She hugged and kissed him on the cheek.
George mounted up, waved to them, and rode off towards Galla. Alanna wondered if she would ever
see him alive again. In later years, she would wonder why he never looked back as he rode away. It
was as though he had closed a chapter of his life and he didn't want to see it again.
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After everyone had cleared off of Traitor's Hill, Alanna walked over to the platform.
She had to talk to Thom. She opened the door and walked in with Jon following her.
"What happened?" Alanna asked, her temper rising. "You were supposed to save
him!"
"Alanna, calm down," Thom said, holding her shoulders.
"Calm down? You're telling me to calm down?" Alanna said.
"Dear, sister, relax."
"What about George?"
"He's alive, but barely," Thom said looking down.
"We have to get him a healer then!" Alanna said.
"No, we can't! The only healers we can use is you. Or me," Thom said. "Or, George
really be hanged, again."
Alanna nodded. "Where is he?"
Thom pointed to a corner where a cot sat with George's body on it. Alanna walked over
to it and looked at him. George looked up at her.
"Hello, Alanna, fancy meeting you here," George said. He tried to smile, but it pained him.
"Shhhh," Alanna said softly. "I'll make you better." She reached to find her Gift. It was in
full supply and Alanna was glad of it. By George's appearance, she would need a lot of magic.
She sent her Gift through him, examining him closely. He was lucky, his neck had almost
snapped, but he had been saved just in time. Slowly, very slowly, she healed him till he looked
and felt better. When she had finished he slept.
Alanna walked over to where Jonathan and Thom were talking.
"What happened to delay it?" she said softly so as not to disturb George.
"The spell wouldn't work. Something stopped it." Thom shook his head. "I've never seen anything
like it. There was a barrier of some sort."
"Do you think anyone knew what was happening?" Jonathan said quietly.
"I don't know," Thom said. " I really don't know."
A few days later, George was up to full health. He was planning to leave Tortall forever and he had
chosen night time to leave.
Jonathan, Alanna, Gary, and Raoul stood beside as he prepared his horse for the journey. Thom had
said he would be damned if he was going to stay up that late.
"George, we're gonna miss you," Jonathan said, hugging George.
"Bye, George," Gary said.
"Good luck, George," Raoul said.
"Thanks, I need it," George said quietly. Turning to Alanna he said, "Alanna, I.."
"Don't. Good luck, George. We'll miss you," Alanna said. She hugged and kissed him on the cheek.
George mounted up, waved to them, and rode off towards Galla. Alanna wondered if she would ever
see him alive again. In later years, she would wonder why he never looked back as he rode away. It
was as though he had closed a chapter of his life and he didn't want to see it again.
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