Talking
Kally's face lit up. The speaker sat down. "What's the matter? You seem troubled. Are you still mad about Jethro and Rick?"
Kally looked at her feet. (Should I tell you who it is? I think you already know . . .) "Oh, Alanna!" Kally cried. "I don't know what to do about this whole mess!" she turned and looked at Alanna straight in the eyes. "I mean, I think I know who is making mother sick. But I have no proof and if I told someone, someone else might get mad at me. Someone is trying to help me figure it out, but the other someone, who might get mad at me for talking, won't cooperate, plus he found out what I suspect, and now that person is avoiding me!"
Alanna looked like she half understood. She smiled a sly smile and answered. "So you think that someone in the castle is making your mother sick, but if you tell who, Rick, will be mad at you? And Thom is helping you find proof, but Rick won't cooperate and just found out whom you've accused? Am I right?"
Kally stared. "How-how did you know?"
Alanna winked. "I have my ways. Now are you going to tell me who you suspect?"
Kally began studying her feet again. "I-I don't think I can, I mean. It would be like, I dunno, going behind his back. I'm not even sure if who I think it is, is true or not."
Alanna nodded. "Alright then, but if you need help, or if you just want to talk, come to me. I will help you in any way I can."
"Alright, thank you, Alanna." Kally hugged her just before Alanna left.
When she was gone. Kally started thinking again. I have to think of a way to prove that Jethro, and/or maybe his parents are in this plot. But first I'm going to visit mother.
Kally walked to her mother's room, where she had visited at least once a day since she returned. Her mother was there of course, lying exactly as she had for the past four days.
Kally walked up to her mother's bed. "Good Afternoon, mother." said Kally. Putting on a forced smile.
"Kalasin, my dear. What've you been-" Thayet stopped to cough. "Excuse me. Been doing today?"
Kally took her mother's cold, white hand into hers. "Nothing that important, ma. I just have a lot on my mind."
"Ahh. Jethro."
Kally winced.
Thayet smiled a weak smile. "I know how you feel. When I was your age, I was almost made to marry a man from Scanra. Boy, was he dreadful. And thrice my age even!" She shuddered a little, remembering. "I would've had to marry him, if the war hadn't broken out. I'm a little thankful for that. Without it, I would've never met Alanna, or your father. In the end, Kally, fate takes you down your path, there are a few decisions you have to make to create your future, but fate takes you the rest of the way." Thayet erupted into another fit of coughs, and Duke Baird was by her side almost instantly.
Kally slowly walked out, not wishing to see her mother sick like this. Now I really have to find Rick. Whoever did this is going to get what's coming to them, Kally thought, determined. I have to find Thom.
Kally walked, fairly quickly, toward the kitchens. She wasn't paying very much attention to her surroundings, so when she turned a corner, she bumped into someone, sending all the papers they were carrying everywhere.
"Oh dear! I'm so terribly sorry," she said, as she bent to pick up the papers. She was picking up the last one at her feet, as she noticed her name and her mother's on one of them. She quickly stuffed it into one of her pockets, and turned to the person she bumped into.
"Oh, it's you, darling," said Jethro, glancing at the papers in her hands. "I'll take those," he snapped, snatching them. "I'll see you at dinner, and where something nice, ta ta!" With that, he marched off down the hall, muttering about something.
Wonder what that was about. Kally shrugged, I have to find Thom. Kally finished the way to the Kitchens, and caught Thom, just as he was leaving, rubbing his stomach.
"Boy am I very full." He said when he saw Kally.
"Of course you are. I'm guessing you just cleaned out the cooks supply of sweets?" Thom grinned and nodded. "Hmm. Well we have to think of a way to prove my theory. I mean, I still can't fins Rick, so we have to do this without him, and hope that he doesn't ruin anything, when, if ever, he shows up." Thom nodded in agreement. "Lets go to your room this time. Jethro seems to always find me in mine. And speaking of Jethro, remind me I have something to show you when we get to your room."
"Aright, I will. Lets go then."
Them and Kalasin walked to his room, ready to find a plan to prove Jethro guilty.
**Now if only I can think of a plan . . . . . . . .**
Kally's face lit up. The speaker sat down. "What's the matter? You seem troubled. Are you still mad about Jethro and Rick?"
Kally looked at her feet. (Should I tell you who it is? I think you already know . . .) "Oh, Alanna!" Kally cried. "I don't know what to do about this whole mess!" she turned and looked at Alanna straight in the eyes. "I mean, I think I know who is making mother sick. But I have no proof and if I told someone, someone else might get mad at me. Someone is trying to help me figure it out, but the other someone, who might get mad at me for talking, won't cooperate, plus he found out what I suspect, and now that person is avoiding me!"
Alanna looked like she half understood. She smiled a sly smile and answered. "So you think that someone in the castle is making your mother sick, but if you tell who, Rick, will be mad at you? And Thom is helping you find proof, but Rick won't cooperate and just found out whom you've accused? Am I right?"
Kally stared. "How-how did you know?"
Alanna winked. "I have my ways. Now are you going to tell me who you suspect?"
Kally began studying her feet again. "I-I don't think I can, I mean. It would be like, I dunno, going behind his back. I'm not even sure if who I think it is, is true or not."
Alanna nodded. "Alright then, but if you need help, or if you just want to talk, come to me. I will help you in any way I can."
"Alright, thank you, Alanna." Kally hugged her just before Alanna left.
When she was gone. Kally started thinking again. I have to think of a way to prove that Jethro, and/or maybe his parents are in this plot. But first I'm going to visit mother.
Kally walked to her mother's room, where she had visited at least once a day since she returned. Her mother was there of course, lying exactly as she had for the past four days.
Kally walked up to her mother's bed. "Good Afternoon, mother." said Kally. Putting on a forced smile.
"Kalasin, my dear. What've you been-" Thayet stopped to cough. "Excuse me. Been doing today?"
Kally took her mother's cold, white hand into hers. "Nothing that important, ma. I just have a lot on my mind."
"Ahh. Jethro."
Kally winced.
Thayet smiled a weak smile. "I know how you feel. When I was your age, I was almost made to marry a man from Scanra. Boy, was he dreadful. And thrice my age even!" She shuddered a little, remembering. "I would've had to marry him, if the war hadn't broken out. I'm a little thankful for that. Without it, I would've never met Alanna, or your father. In the end, Kally, fate takes you down your path, there are a few decisions you have to make to create your future, but fate takes you the rest of the way." Thayet erupted into another fit of coughs, and Duke Baird was by her side almost instantly.
Kally slowly walked out, not wishing to see her mother sick like this. Now I really have to find Rick. Whoever did this is going to get what's coming to them, Kally thought, determined. I have to find Thom.
Kally walked, fairly quickly, toward the kitchens. She wasn't paying very much attention to her surroundings, so when she turned a corner, she bumped into someone, sending all the papers they were carrying everywhere.
"Oh dear! I'm so terribly sorry," she said, as she bent to pick up the papers. She was picking up the last one at her feet, as she noticed her name and her mother's on one of them. She quickly stuffed it into one of her pockets, and turned to the person she bumped into.
"Oh, it's you, darling," said Jethro, glancing at the papers in her hands. "I'll take those," he snapped, snatching them. "I'll see you at dinner, and where something nice, ta ta!" With that, he marched off down the hall, muttering about something.
Wonder what that was about. Kally shrugged, I have to find Thom. Kally finished the way to the Kitchens, and caught Thom, just as he was leaving, rubbing his stomach.
"Boy am I very full." He said when he saw Kally.
"Of course you are. I'm guessing you just cleaned out the cooks supply of sweets?" Thom grinned and nodded. "Hmm. Well we have to think of a way to prove my theory. I mean, I still can't fins Rick, so we have to do this without him, and hope that he doesn't ruin anything, when, if ever, he shows up." Thom nodded in agreement. "Lets go to your room this time. Jethro seems to always find me in mine. And speaking of Jethro, remind me I have something to show you when we get to your room."
"Aright, I will. Lets go then."
Them and Kalasin walked to his room, ready to find a plan to prove Jethro guilty.
**Now if only I can think of a plan . . . . . . . .**