A/n I don't own much, but I own the squire! Yay! I have my own squire! Oooooh
yeah!
Alanna picked up the gold-washed chain mail that was her 18th birthday present
from her friends. She couldn't believe that was just 2 years ago. It seemed like
forever.
Alanna had persuaded Jonathan and the others into allowing her to dress as a knight
when they arrive in Tusaine and for the progress through Corus. But, during the
journey she was to wear breeches. In Tusaine, she was required to wear dresses to
all the balls and dinners. It would be polite, Duke Gareth had said when the matter
of how she would dress came up.
A small squire quietly helped place the mail on her. He was small for his age and he
reminded Alanna of herself when she was that age. He strapped the last piece on her
and stood back.
Alanna turned to the mirror. The gold mail suited her red hair very well. "What do
you think?" she asked the squire.
"You look beautiful, Your Highness," the squire immediately blushed crimson. Alanna
hid a smile.
"Do you think I could impress the Tusaine king and counsel dressed like this?" she asked
him.
"You could impress anyone and then some with or without the mail," Jonathan said
leaning on the frame of the door. He walked over to where Alanna was standing. He
took her hands and kissed them. Then, he kissed her lips sweetly once and then again.
The squire blushed fiercely at seeing the Prince and Princess kiss.
Jon let Alanna go. She blushed when she saw that the squire was staring. (a/n lots of
blushing)
"The knights are about ready to leave. May I escort you to the progress, mylady?" Jon
asked her, offering her an arm.
She took it and said, "Of course, kind sir."
The squire ran off to finish his chores.
Mounted up, the progress, led by Duke Gareth, marched out. Though they were not
going to war, they still received cheers from the people of Corus.
Alanna watched the people waving at her and cheering. In the back of the crowd, near
a corner, she saw George under a cloak. She wanted to yell to him, but stopped herself.
George removed his cloak, only for Alanna to see that this was not George. She sighed
and focused her attention somewhere else.
Five days later they arrived at the River Drell. It looked so beautiful and peaceful, not a
hint of war. She liked it that way. No blood and no corpses.
Jonathan and Alanna dismounted. Sir Douglass took their mounts and led them to a pen
where the other horses were kept.
Alanna began to set up her and Jon's tent while Jon helped set up the rest of the camp.
That was how it worked the entire journey.
After camp was set, dinner was made and eaten, Alanna and Jonathan crawled into their
bedroll. They were asleep within minutes. The next morning breakfast was eaten quickly
and the camp was packed up. Alanna put on her gold-washed chain mail and Jon put on
his silver. The knights all looked wonderful and prepared to impress Tusaine.
Alanna mounted Moonlight and pulled her up along Jon and Darkness. He squeezed her
hand for reassurance and Duke Gareth led them to the other side of the river to Tusaine.
I'm sorry, I know it's boring but think of the next chapter. *imagines* It will be good.
179 reviews! Wooohhhoooooooooooooo! I know I said 180, but that can't be helped since
this is already written. But, if you would have preferred me to wait I'll just delete this chapter
and.......good.
LaDy AlAnNa SaLmAlIn Of CoNtE
yeah!
Alanna picked up the gold-washed chain mail that was her 18th birthday present
from her friends. She couldn't believe that was just 2 years ago. It seemed like
forever.
Alanna had persuaded Jonathan and the others into allowing her to dress as a knight
when they arrive in Tusaine and for the progress through Corus. But, during the
journey she was to wear breeches. In Tusaine, she was required to wear dresses to
all the balls and dinners. It would be polite, Duke Gareth had said when the matter
of how she would dress came up.
A small squire quietly helped place the mail on her. He was small for his age and he
reminded Alanna of herself when she was that age. He strapped the last piece on her
and stood back.
Alanna turned to the mirror. The gold mail suited her red hair very well. "What do
you think?" she asked the squire.
"You look beautiful, Your Highness," the squire immediately blushed crimson. Alanna
hid a smile.
"Do you think I could impress the Tusaine king and counsel dressed like this?" she asked
him.
"You could impress anyone and then some with or without the mail," Jonathan said
leaning on the frame of the door. He walked over to where Alanna was standing. He
took her hands and kissed them. Then, he kissed her lips sweetly once and then again.
The squire blushed fiercely at seeing the Prince and Princess kiss.
Jon let Alanna go. She blushed when she saw that the squire was staring. (a/n lots of
blushing)
"The knights are about ready to leave. May I escort you to the progress, mylady?" Jon
asked her, offering her an arm.
She took it and said, "Of course, kind sir."
The squire ran off to finish his chores.
Mounted up, the progress, led by Duke Gareth, marched out. Though they were not
going to war, they still received cheers from the people of Corus.
Alanna watched the people waving at her and cheering. In the back of the crowd, near
a corner, she saw George under a cloak. She wanted to yell to him, but stopped herself.
George removed his cloak, only for Alanna to see that this was not George. She sighed
and focused her attention somewhere else.
Five days later they arrived at the River Drell. It looked so beautiful and peaceful, not a
hint of war. She liked it that way. No blood and no corpses.
Jonathan and Alanna dismounted. Sir Douglass took their mounts and led them to a pen
where the other horses were kept.
Alanna began to set up her and Jon's tent while Jon helped set up the rest of the camp.
That was how it worked the entire journey.
After camp was set, dinner was made and eaten, Alanna and Jonathan crawled into their
bedroll. They were asleep within minutes. The next morning breakfast was eaten quickly
and the camp was packed up. Alanna put on her gold-washed chain mail and Jon put on
his silver. The knights all looked wonderful and prepared to impress Tusaine.
Alanna mounted Moonlight and pulled her up along Jon and Darkness. He squeezed her
hand for reassurance and Duke Gareth led them to the other side of the river to Tusaine.
I'm sorry, I know it's boring but think of the next chapter. *imagines* It will be good.
179 reviews! Wooohhhoooooooooooooo! I know I said 180, but that can't be helped since
this is already written. But, if you would have preferred me to wait I'll just delete this chapter
and.......good.
LaDy AlAnNa SaLmAlIn Of CoNtE