A/N I'm sorry for the delay. I really didn't know what should happen. Not much major plot stuff happens in this chapter. Just some pointless fluff that has practically no kissing, but lip rouge it does have.
I've been working on my other fics. If you like Alanna/Jon and have never read my other fics, these are the A/J ones:
Redemption
How Did I Fall in Love with You?
Cinderella: Tortallan Style
I don't own this stuff. Yadda yadda.
After crossing the River Drell, the progress headed into the capital of Tusaine (I don't know where
the capital is so I put it right by the River Drell). The city itself was bustling with traffic, merchants, and even thieves.
Alanna shifted uncomfortably in the saddle. The chain mail clanged as she did so. Everyone was staring at her. Whispers traveled through the crowds and people pointed at her saying, "Look! It's the lady knight from Tortall!"
Alanna fixed her eyes before her, refusing to even glance at the crowds.
Jon leaned over to her. "I don't think they know who you are," he whispered
"What? They know who I am. Didn't you hear their whispers of the lady knight?" she asked quietly.
"No, I don't think they know your Alanna of Conte, Princess of Tortall," Jonathan said, smiling.
"I think you're right," she told him.
After plowing through the endless crowds, they finally arrived at the palace. It wasn't gorgeous and the gardening wasn't that great, but the palace would do.
The stablehands took their horses and Duke Gareth led them up to the entrance of the palace.
There they waited ten whole minutes for someone to allow them entrance. It was a bad sign, Alanna knew. The Tusaine governors and politicians and the King himself must not want this to go well, she thought.
The man that let them in was called Sir Iorek of Cabeldom. He seemed like a cheerful man, but only time would confirm that.
He escorted them to their rooms. He gave all of the less important men their rooms first. He gave Duke Gareth his room. Then, he opened a door and said, "Sir Alanna, I believe this is your room. Apart from all the men."
Alanna was about to say something when Jonathan spoke, "That will not be necessary, Sir Iorek. Sir Alanna is my wife," Jonathan said politely.
Sir Iorek looked stunned. "You're being funny aren't you, Your Highness?"
"No, I'm not, Sir Iorek. I would never joke about something such as that," Jon replied.
"Of course," Sir Iorek said.
The next morning, Alanna grabbed a purple dress and slipped it on. Today she was to be Princess
Alanna, not Sir Alanna. She had to look the part.
Alanna sat down at the vanity mirror and began to do her make up. She was never very good at it. Slipping with the lip rouge brush, she swore loudly.
"Alanna? What are you doing?" Jon asked from his bath in the other room.
"Putting on lip rouge," she replied.
"I should've known. Stop, Alanna. If you give me a few minutes, I'll help you get it on," Jon said. Alanna heard him getting out of the bath. She pouted. She was never very good at the lip rouge, but she didn't want help to do it. She would give in though because she needed it on and because they would be late if it took much longer.
Jon came out of the side room fully dressed. His hair was dripping, but he used a towel to dry it out. After that, he walked over to Alanna and took the brush from her hands. He dipped it into the bottle of lip rouge and then tenderly placed it on her lips.
"Alanna, you have such red lips already. I don't know why you bother," Jon said softly, placing the lip rouge on his wife. "I'm surprised no one found you out as a page or squire with such lips."
Once he was done, Alanna slapped him playfully in the arm.
"
Ow, that hurt, Alanna," he said, smiling.
Alanna stuck her tongue out at him and quickly ran out the door with Jonathan chasing her.
I hope you liked it. If you did review, if you didn't well review anyways and make up a lie about how much you love this fic.
Thanks:
Lady Katherine-*blushes* Thank you sooo much!
Devilkitti8-Patience is a virtue
Regan Day Elise- Thanks
RoseGodess9@hotmail.com- I like lovy dovy
The Dark Lady- Thanks
Lady Juliette
Tarillyn-Thanks
Mel- Thanks
Jossie-Thanks
Rho Omicron-Thanks
Lady Alanna -Thanks. I'm glad you like it.
jilla kala-Thanks
I've been working on my other fics. If you like Alanna/Jon and have never read my other fics, these are the A/J ones:
Redemption
How Did I Fall in Love with You?
Cinderella: Tortallan Style
I don't own this stuff. Yadda yadda.
After crossing the River Drell, the progress headed into the capital of Tusaine (I don't know where
the capital is so I put it right by the River Drell). The city itself was bustling with traffic, merchants, and even thieves.
Alanna shifted uncomfortably in the saddle. The chain mail clanged as she did so. Everyone was staring at her. Whispers traveled through the crowds and people pointed at her saying, "Look! It's the lady knight from Tortall!"
Alanna fixed her eyes before her, refusing to even glance at the crowds.
Jon leaned over to her. "I don't think they know who you are," he whispered
"What? They know who I am. Didn't you hear their whispers of the lady knight?" she asked quietly.
"No, I don't think they know your Alanna of Conte, Princess of Tortall," Jonathan said, smiling.
"I think you're right," she told him.
After plowing through the endless crowds, they finally arrived at the palace. It wasn't gorgeous and the gardening wasn't that great, but the palace would do.
The stablehands took their horses and Duke Gareth led them up to the entrance of the palace.
There they waited ten whole minutes for someone to allow them entrance. It was a bad sign, Alanna knew. The Tusaine governors and politicians and the King himself must not want this to go well, she thought.
The man that let them in was called Sir Iorek of Cabeldom. He seemed like a cheerful man, but only time would confirm that.
He escorted them to their rooms. He gave all of the less important men their rooms first. He gave Duke Gareth his room. Then, he opened a door and said, "Sir Alanna, I believe this is your room. Apart from all the men."
Alanna was about to say something when Jonathan spoke, "That will not be necessary, Sir Iorek. Sir Alanna is my wife," Jonathan said politely.
Sir Iorek looked stunned. "You're being funny aren't you, Your Highness?"
"No, I'm not, Sir Iorek. I would never joke about something such as that," Jon replied.
"Of course," Sir Iorek said.
The next morning, Alanna grabbed a purple dress and slipped it on. Today she was to be Princess
Alanna, not Sir Alanna. She had to look the part.
Alanna sat down at the vanity mirror and began to do her make up. She was never very good at it. Slipping with the lip rouge brush, she swore loudly.
"Alanna? What are you doing?" Jon asked from his bath in the other room.
"Putting on lip rouge," she replied.
"I should've known. Stop, Alanna. If you give me a few minutes, I'll help you get it on," Jon said. Alanna heard him getting out of the bath. She pouted. She was never very good at the lip rouge, but she didn't want help to do it. She would give in though because she needed it on and because they would be late if it took much longer.
Jon came out of the side room fully dressed. His hair was dripping, but he used a towel to dry it out. After that, he walked over to Alanna and took the brush from her hands. He dipped it into the bottle of lip rouge and then tenderly placed it on her lips.
"Alanna, you have such red lips already. I don't know why you bother," Jon said softly, placing the lip rouge on his wife. "I'm surprised no one found you out as a page or squire with such lips."
Once he was done, Alanna slapped him playfully in the arm.
"
Ow, that hurt, Alanna," he said, smiling.
Alanna stuck her tongue out at him and quickly ran out the door with Jonathan chasing her.
I hope you liked it. If you did review, if you didn't well review anyways and make up a lie about how much you love this fic.
Thanks:
Lady Katherine-*blushes* Thank you sooo much!
Devilkitti8-Patience is a virtue
Regan Day Elise- Thanks
RoseGodess9@hotmail.com- I like lovy dovy
The Dark Lady- Thanks
Lady Juliette
Tarillyn-Thanks
Mel- Thanks
Jossie-Thanks
Rho Omicron-Thanks
Lady Alanna -Thanks. I'm glad you like it.
jilla kala-Thanks