Okay, here's part 2. I hope you like it because in my opinion it's not as good as the first one, so write and tell me what you think.
theladyoflorraine
Part 2
Laylia
The boys stared as they watched this vision of a girl walk into the dinning
hall. She was wearing pants and a tunic in faded brown, but she stood out. As
she picked up her tray and looked about for a place to eat, many sets were
pushed away from the tables to make room for her. She selected a seat near the
edge of a table in the back of the dinning hall.
Laylia hated the way she stood out. She wished she was a horrid looking person,
some one that not just anyone would want to be friends with, not without pity.
The way these boys stared was unnerving somehow.
After dinner several of the boys came and asked to escort her to her rooms, she
refused and told them to offer the other girls the same policy.
She trudged back to her room, deep in thought and didn't notice until the last
minute that she was walking into someone.
"Oh dear! I'm so clumsy, here let me help you up." Laylia heard a voice say
above her, and felt a hand helping her to her feet.
"My name's Thom, I'm sorry for bumping into you like that." Said the very
handsome boy in front of her.
"I'm Laylia, and that's quite alright." Answered Laylia, smiling in spite of
herself. Thom looked so open, so willing to, to what? Something to ponder on a
rainy day.
"Well Laylia, are you to be a page? It's my first day here and I don't know
who's a page and who's not." So far he seemed blind to her, it was as if he were
talking to another boy. It was a nice feeling.
"Yes, I'm to be a page, and you?" asked Laylia, wanting to here more from this
strange boy.
"Yes, actually, my mother wants me to be a sorcerer. What of your mother? Did
you have to beg and plead to get to be a page?" He asked.
"No. My mother is dead, no one knows why and my father trys to worry, but he's
not very good at it. When you talk to him you can tell he don't really care what
happens to me. Only what happens to my fortune. I am the eldest in my family,
so I inherit." She answered, her voice betraying no emotion.
"Oh. I'm sorry. Could you help me with something? I'm trying to find the
dinning hall, I was late coming here and plan to grab a late dinner.
So they went together to the dinning hall and "grabbed" some dinner for Thom.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Reea knocked on the door of Laylia's room a week later. It was the day before
training was to start and Laylia was almost at home in the place. She adapted
very easily. Especially with a person as fun and life loving as Thom. She was thinking of this particular red headed, green eyed boy as she answered the door.
"Hello, Reea, how are you this morning?" asked Laylia cheerily, she was quite
the morning person.
"Fine, mistress. Your servant will be here tomorrow, for the start of classes.
We had to hire on more; almost none of the new ones brought a servant. Lord
Wyldon requires the presence of all pages in the front hall in 10 minutes." Said
the servant before walking out.
Quickly Laylia dressed and ran to the front hall only a little late.
Lord Wyldon had not yet come, so she quickly found Thom and asked if he knew
what was going on.
"We're going to get our sponsors, they show you around the palace and show you
which classes to go to, in which order." He answered quickly, Lord Wyldon had
arrived.
He went trough them one by one, Thom getting a chubby, friendly looking sponsor
called Marvin of Warwick. When it came to Laylia, many of the boys put their
hands up.
Lord Wyldon scowled and a few of them put their hands back down, fearing the
loss of their page-hoods. After a minute Lord Wyldon choose a mean looking boy
with black hair and eyes so blue they could almost have been black.
"Krick of Little Rock. You will be Laylia of Kirgiz Step's sponsor." Said the
Lord.
"If it pleases thee, my lord." said the boy.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Laylia spent the next day learning about her classes and wondering how hard the
work tomorrow would be. Krick was no help at all and she spent most of her day
with Thom and Marvin. The pages still had to choose a horse to ride, as the new
ones would be there by tomorrow at latest. Thom, who had had his own horse for
years and offered to teach her a few tricks.
When they got outside and had each chosen one of the spare horses they mounted
up and raced to the field.
"Not fair, you got the faster horse!" called Thom, caching up to her.
"Part of the battle is the planning, if I may quote my Lord Wyldon." Replied
his cheery companion, know what she was about to do would shock him.
"Since you seem to know the basics, we can start with the fancy stuff. Show me
what you can do." Said her teacher.
Laylia's horse, now a couple of yards away, was not expecting his rider to jump
on it's back quite so quickly, or to land backwards, slapping his bottom till he
was into a canter and do a handstand on his back and then vault off again. But
she did.
Once she had slowed her horse and gotten back to were Thom waited open mouthed.
"What are you staring at, country boy?" she asked.
"You, you said you wanted help! You don't need help! I need help!" answered the
awestruck page.
"There was nothing else to do, as far out in the country as we were." Answered
his companion.
Thom sighed and surrendered to her teaching.
more to come.
theladyoflorraine
Part 2
Laylia
The boys stared as they watched this vision of a girl walk into the dinning
hall. She was wearing pants and a tunic in faded brown, but she stood out. As
she picked up her tray and looked about for a place to eat, many sets were
pushed away from the tables to make room for her. She selected a seat near the
edge of a table in the back of the dinning hall.
Laylia hated the way she stood out. She wished she was a horrid looking person,
some one that not just anyone would want to be friends with, not without pity.
The way these boys stared was unnerving somehow.
After dinner several of the boys came and asked to escort her to her rooms, she
refused and told them to offer the other girls the same policy.
She trudged back to her room, deep in thought and didn't notice until the last
minute that she was walking into someone.
"Oh dear! I'm so clumsy, here let me help you up." Laylia heard a voice say
above her, and felt a hand helping her to her feet.
"My name's Thom, I'm sorry for bumping into you like that." Said the very
handsome boy in front of her.
"I'm Laylia, and that's quite alright." Answered Laylia, smiling in spite of
herself. Thom looked so open, so willing to, to what? Something to ponder on a
rainy day.
"Well Laylia, are you to be a page? It's my first day here and I don't know
who's a page and who's not." So far he seemed blind to her, it was as if he were
talking to another boy. It was a nice feeling.
"Yes, I'm to be a page, and you?" asked Laylia, wanting to here more from this
strange boy.
"Yes, actually, my mother wants me to be a sorcerer. What of your mother? Did
you have to beg and plead to get to be a page?" He asked.
"No. My mother is dead, no one knows why and my father trys to worry, but he's
not very good at it. When you talk to him you can tell he don't really care what
happens to me. Only what happens to my fortune. I am the eldest in my family,
so I inherit." She answered, her voice betraying no emotion.
"Oh. I'm sorry. Could you help me with something? I'm trying to find the
dinning hall, I was late coming here and plan to grab a late dinner.
So they went together to the dinning hall and "grabbed" some dinner for Thom.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Reea knocked on the door of Laylia's room a week later. It was the day before
training was to start and Laylia was almost at home in the place. She adapted
very easily. Especially with a person as fun and life loving as Thom. She was thinking of this particular red headed, green eyed boy as she answered the door.
"Hello, Reea, how are you this morning?" asked Laylia cheerily, she was quite
the morning person.
"Fine, mistress. Your servant will be here tomorrow, for the start of classes.
We had to hire on more; almost none of the new ones brought a servant. Lord
Wyldon requires the presence of all pages in the front hall in 10 minutes." Said
the servant before walking out.
Quickly Laylia dressed and ran to the front hall only a little late.
Lord Wyldon had not yet come, so she quickly found Thom and asked if he knew
what was going on.
"We're going to get our sponsors, they show you around the palace and show you
which classes to go to, in which order." He answered quickly, Lord Wyldon had
arrived.
He went trough them one by one, Thom getting a chubby, friendly looking sponsor
called Marvin of Warwick. When it came to Laylia, many of the boys put their
hands up.
Lord Wyldon scowled and a few of them put their hands back down, fearing the
loss of their page-hoods. After a minute Lord Wyldon choose a mean looking boy
with black hair and eyes so blue they could almost have been black.
"Krick of Little Rock. You will be Laylia of Kirgiz Step's sponsor." Said the
Lord.
"If it pleases thee, my lord." said the boy.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Laylia spent the next day learning about her classes and wondering how hard the
work tomorrow would be. Krick was no help at all and she spent most of her day
with Thom and Marvin. The pages still had to choose a horse to ride, as the new
ones would be there by tomorrow at latest. Thom, who had had his own horse for
years and offered to teach her a few tricks.
When they got outside and had each chosen one of the spare horses they mounted
up and raced to the field.
"Not fair, you got the faster horse!" called Thom, caching up to her.
"Part of the battle is the planning, if I may quote my Lord Wyldon." Replied
his cheery companion, know what she was about to do would shock him.
"Since you seem to know the basics, we can start with the fancy stuff. Show me
what you can do." Said her teacher.
Laylia's horse, now a couple of yards away, was not expecting his rider to jump
on it's back quite so quickly, or to land backwards, slapping his bottom till he
was into a canter and do a handstand on his back and then vault off again. But
she did.
Once she had slowed her horse and gotten back to were Thom waited open mouthed.
"What are you staring at, country boy?" she asked.
"You, you said you wanted help! You don't need help! I need help!" answered the
awestruck page.
"There was nothing else to do, as far out in the country as we were." Answered
his companion.
Thom sighed and surrendered to her teaching.
more to come.