AN: I have finally updated. I really like this chapter because it can be
related to. It is a bit longer, so I hope it will keep your bellies full,
or should I say your minds. LoL. Well Enjoy!
The Dark Enchantress- Thanks for the review! It is much loved (I know that makes no sense but hey IT'S A SMALL WORLD AFTER ALL ::Breaks into song:() Kates - Sorry but this fic is gonna be a bit emontial( I get into the parts when I write and since I'm moody they come off as moody.) This is a tragedy but I promise Christina and Jon don't die (Physically). This story will take a turn all good classics do. However I might have said to much already and will shut up.
I LOVE ANSWERING MY REVIEWS but no one reviews. Please review!! ::pouts as eyes fill with tears:: I am also looking for a beta-reader!!
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The two steeds trotted out of the gates that surrounded Deudreth. The common people crowed the street, hoping to catch a glimpse of the prince. The company rode out of the city gates, Jon and Christina surrounded by members of the Royal Guard.
"Are they really nessacery?" Christina had questioned when she first saw the guards. Jon chuckled.
"I know what you mean. They cause such a racket but they are mandatory. Though they won't be with us the whole time. Once we reach the forest the will head back leaving us with a small company of six. And those six aren't really 'guards' they are more like friends. We grew up together."
Now Christina sat on her horse surround by brightly clad men. 'Honestly' she thought to her self. 'How can the be even the lest bit subtle with those uniforms. They stand out like a tree in the sea.' Normally Christina would find something like that funny but the past few weeks had left her worried and tiered. Ever since the news of her guardians Christina had been mourning. Jon had been leading a search party to discover who was behind the attacks. Evan though everyone knew that it was Baldwin Jon said he needed 'proof'.
That proof had come two days ago. One of Jon's spy's had over heard a conversation between Baldwin's knights. Now they were riding off towards Ballan Moore, Baldwin's fort, right into the danger. Jon said they would call a truce. Christina knew better, Baldwin would never yeald, just as the sun would never rise in he west. Saying it was 'the only plan they had' and 'unless you know what Baldwin wants' Jon had formed a company of his finest knights. The knights were all but unarmed. They wore no armor and only carried a sword which was ceremonially and dulled. Even Christina knew they had no change against the fight that was bound to happen sooner or later. Christina shifted her weight in the saddle. How she hated this. They had to walk, to look collected. Christina wanted to just race out of the city for as it was they had been riding for 3 hours and were only halfwayto the forest. And this pace was not doing Christina any good. Her mind kept wondering and for this reason she did not notice when the caravan stopped, it was only when Jon tapped her on the knee she awoke form her trance.
"Christina, we are stopping for lunch now. Come on I know you like the horse but you have to get off." Jon's maletone voice shook Christina out of her thoughts.
"What, we're stopping. Why, we are not even near the forest let alone Ballan Moore. We don't have time to stop for tea." Christina whispered harshly.
"It's lunch, they're hungry. And there is no reason why we should make haste. You should relax and enjoy the scenery."
"No reason for haste. There is all the reason. We are just giving Baldwin more time to prepare his fight. We have to stop him Jon, don't you see?" She slid off the horse and glared at Jon.
"No Christina, I don't see. I really don't know what has gotten into you toady. Baldwin has shown no signs he wants a fight he-"
"No signs. Are you BLIND Jon!!! HE attacked a village. A village that had done nothing to him. He attacked it and murdered the people. Tell me, tell me how can a man like that want a frigin PEACE TREATY!! HE WANTS NOTHING MORE THAN DEATH AND DESTRUCTION EVERYWHERE!!!" Tears were beginning to form in Christina's blue eyes but a man's ego is strong and Jon was relentless.
"You have to stop being so self centered. Every man makes mistakes. Baldwin has made his and I made mine. I made mine in ever loving you. You are nothing more than a kitchen whore!!" Jon spat at her. Christina was appalled. She swung up onto her mare.
"You know nothing, Prince. The world is not as nieve as you think it is. So I will leave you with your, so called knights, and I will go stop Baldwin myself. For I AM NO KITCHEN WHORE!! You can go on with your treaty but when you are ambushed and your companions ruthlessly murdered don't come crying to me." And with that Christina urged her steed into a gallop and race over he plains. Easily crossing the distance and reaching the forest.
"Do you want me to go after her, sir." A knight questioned.
"No, the winter was hard let the wolves have a treat."
TBC (
AN: HE HE every good couple has a row. HE HE !!!(
The Dark Enchantress- Thanks for the review! It is much loved (I know that makes no sense but hey IT'S A SMALL WORLD AFTER ALL ::Breaks into song:() Kates - Sorry but this fic is gonna be a bit emontial( I get into the parts when I write and since I'm moody they come off as moody.) This is a tragedy but I promise Christina and Jon don't die (Physically). This story will take a turn all good classics do. However I might have said to much already and will shut up.
I LOVE ANSWERING MY REVIEWS but no one reviews. Please review!! ::pouts as eyes fill with tears:: I am also looking for a beta-reader!!
( ( ( ( ( ( ( ( ( ( ( ( ( ( ( ( ( ( ( (
The two steeds trotted out of the gates that surrounded Deudreth. The common people crowed the street, hoping to catch a glimpse of the prince. The company rode out of the city gates, Jon and Christina surrounded by members of the Royal Guard.
"Are they really nessacery?" Christina had questioned when she first saw the guards. Jon chuckled.
"I know what you mean. They cause such a racket but they are mandatory. Though they won't be with us the whole time. Once we reach the forest the will head back leaving us with a small company of six. And those six aren't really 'guards' they are more like friends. We grew up together."
Now Christina sat on her horse surround by brightly clad men. 'Honestly' she thought to her self. 'How can the be even the lest bit subtle with those uniforms. They stand out like a tree in the sea.' Normally Christina would find something like that funny but the past few weeks had left her worried and tiered. Ever since the news of her guardians Christina had been mourning. Jon had been leading a search party to discover who was behind the attacks. Evan though everyone knew that it was Baldwin Jon said he needed 'proof'.
That proof had come two days ago. One of Jon's spy's had over heard a conversation between Baldwin's knights. Now they were riding off towards Ballan Moore, Baldwin's fort, right into the danger. Jon said they would call a truce. Christina knew better, Baldwin would never yeald, just as the sun would never rise in he west. Saying it was 'the only plan they had' and 'unless you know what Baldwin wants' Jon had formed a company of his finest knights. The knights were all but unarmed. They wore no armor and only carried a sword which was ceremonially and dulled. Even Christina knew they had no change against the fight that was bound to happen sooner or later. Christina shifted her weight in the saddle. How she hated this. They had to walk, to look collected. Christina wanted to just race out of the city for as it was they had been riding for 3 hours and were only halfwayto the forest. And this pace was not doing Christina any good. Her mind kept wondering and for this reason she did not notice when the caravan stopped, it was only when Jon tapped her on the knee she awoke form her trance.
"Christina, we are stopping for lunch now. Come on I know you like the horse but you have to get off." Jon's maletone voice shook Christina out of her thoughts.
"What, we're stopping. Why, we are not even near the forest let alone Ballan Moore. We don't have time to stop for tea." Christina whispered harshly.
"It's lunch, they're hungry. And there is no reason why we should make haste. You should relax and enjoy the scenery."
"No reason for haste. There is all the reason. We are just giving Baldwin more time to prepare his fight. We have to stop him Jon, don't you see?" She slid off the horse and glared at Jon.
"No Christina, I don't see. I really don't know what has gotten into you toady. Baldwin has shown no signs he wants a fight he-"
"No signs. Are you BLIND Jon!!! HE attacked a village. A village that had done nothing to him. He attacked it and murdered the people. Tell me, tell me how can a man like that want a frigin PEACE TREATY!! HE WANTS NOTHING MORE THAN DEATH AND DESTRUCTION EVERYWHERE!!!" Tears were beginning to form in Christina's blue eyes but a man's ego is strong and Jon was relentless.
"You have to stop being so self centered. Every man makes mistakes. Baldwin has made his and I made mine. I made mine in ever loving you. You are nothing more than a kitchen whore!!" Jon spat at her. Christina was appalled. She swung up onto her mare.
"You know nothing, Prince. The world is not as nieve as you think it is. So I will leave you with your, so called knights, and I will go stop Baldwin myself. For I AM NO KITCHEN WHORE!! You can go on with your treaty but when you are ambushed and your companions ruthlessly murdered don't come crying to me." And with that Christina urged her steed into a gallop and race over he plains. Easily crossing the distance and reaching the forest.
"Do you want me to go after her, sir." A knight questioned.
"No, the winter was hard let the wolves have a treat."
TBC (
AN: HE HE every good couple has a row. HE HE !!!(