**Woah! Its been 4evah! Oookay, im really sorry 4 how long this took!! Now read!!! ~cj~ **
Chapter 6
Kel had brought Ana to Lord Wyldon's Office (?) and waited for her outside while Ana talked to him.
"You're from where?" he asked, sizing 'him' up.
"Danilwood, sir, in Tyra." She answered, with her hands behind her back.
He nodded, "Have you brought a serving man for yourself?"
"No sir."
He nodded again, "Then one will be assigned to you.
"Your life here won't be simple, you will be worked and taught until we believe you've tried hard enough. You will be punished for any prank you do, and any privlages will be won 3 times over. On days that your teachers think is fit, you will be given a day to see the city. If we think your ready, you will become a squire in 4 years, then your Ordeal of Knighthood when you are eighteen.
"You have the gift?" Ana nodded again. "Alrgiht, you will be trained for that also.You need to get yourself measured for clothes, a third or fourth year page will become your sponser until you become familiar to your surroundings. Be prompt outside your door in a bells' time. You are dismissed."
Ana bowed, awkwardly, and walked out of the room. She looked at Kel. "Woah. That was . . ." she couldn't think of a way to finish her sentence.
Kel nodded, understanding. "Clothes?" Ana nodded. She steered her down another corridor and brought her to a room, where a lady measured her for her clothes. Ana crossed her fingers, a little worried that she would have to change in front of them, but when all she did was smile, and hand her some clothes, Ana gave a sigh of relief. She carried the clothes up to her room and saw her bag already there. Kel brought it in for her.
"I'll leave you to your room and unpacking. Be ready when the bell sounds, Our Lord Stump hates it when we're late.
"Our Lord Stump?" Ana asked, puzzled.
"Oh, our name for Lord Wyldon, you'll hear it often." Ana grinned.
"Thanks Kel, for you help."
Ana looked around her room. Wow. This is great. She sat down on her bed and looked at her bag. The only bag she had. The one that only has a few coins, 1 change of clothes and a few bread crumbs from her trip. Oh Well, she thought, At least I'm away from Mother and everyone.
She grinned and went to change into her clothes. She stared at her reflection: a gold tunic over a white shirt, and royal blue breaches, her now short sandy- blonde hair and brown-green eyes were accented by her darker skin tone. "I think I would even fool my father," she thought out loud.
"Not quite." Said a ghostly voice behind her. Ana recognized it immidietaly, but was afraid to turn around. "Papa??" she whispered.
"Yes, sweetie, it's me. Turn arund so I can see you."
Ana turned slowly, and looked at the person behind her. "Papa?? It's really you??" The man nodded. He was tall, and had blonde hair, almost as light as Ana's original hair colour, and had blue eyes.
"I was waiting for you to follow in my footsteps, I was almost worried you wouldn't come,"
"B-but how are you here, you d-die, you died 7 years ago. What are you doing here??"
"Oh, little Ana, I'm not really here. When I died, I was stopped by Mithros himself and was asked to become a lesser God, to serve and protect the lesser Gods in the other realm. I was in no position to refuse, and besides, they told me I would be able to visit my family again."
Tears were brimming in Ana's eyes. "Oh papa!" she yelled and ran to hug him. "I missed you so much!!" she looked into his eyes, "You-you brought me here, on Midsummers' didn't you?? It would have taken me that long to get here if I had ridden Farecrest." She accused.
"Yes, it was me. I hope you don't mind."
"Oh, of course not!!" and squeezed harder. "I was just a little surprised, that's all. I-" Ana was interrupted by the bell. "I have to go, papa. Visit me soon?" She looked into his eyes.
"Of course, sweetling. I'll visit you soon, tonight, I'll say goodbye." He disappeared and Ana wiped tears away from her eyes. She straightened up and shook her head to clear it. Opening the door, she entered the world of pages and boys. . . . . . .
**Well, watcha think? Tell me in the iddy bitty box down there, or email me at sun_moon_star99@hotmail.com!! Thanks and more will be up soon!! ~CJ~**
Chapter 6
Kel had brought Ana to Lord Wyldon's Office (?) and waited for her outside while Ana talked to him.
"You're from where?" he asked, sizing 'him' up.
"Danilwood, sir, in Tyra." She answered, with her hands behind her back.
He nodded, "Have you brought a serving man for yourself?"
"No sir."
He nodded again, "Then one will be assigned to you.
"Your life here won't be simple, you will be worked and taught until we believe you've tried hard enough. You will be punished for any prank you do, and any privlages will be won 3 times over. On days that your teachers think is fit, you will be given a day to see the city. If we think your ready, you will become a squire in 4 years, then your Ordeal of Knighthood when you are eighteen.
"You have the gift?" Ana nodded again. "Alrgiht, you will be trained for that also.You need to get yourself measured for clothes, a third or fourth year page will become your sponser until you become familiar to your surroundings. Be prompt outside your door in a bells' time. You are dismissed."
Ana bowed, awkwardly, and walked out of the room. She looked at Kel. "Woah. That was . . ." she couldn't think of a way to finish her sentence.
Kel nodded, understanding. "Clothes?" Ana nodded. She steered her down another corridor and brought her to a room, where a lady measured her for her clothes. Ana crossed her fingers, a little worried that she would have to change in front of them, but when all she did was smile, and hand her some clothes, Ana gave a sigh of relief. She carried the clothes up to her room and saw her bag already there. Kel brought it in for her.
"I'll leave you to your room and unpacking. Be ready when the bell sounds, Our Lord Stump hates it when we're late.
"Our Lord Stump?" Ana asked, puzzled.
"Oh, our name for Lord Wyldon, you'll hear it often." Ana grinned.
"Thanks Kel, for you help."
Ana looked around her room. Wow. This is great. She sat down on her bed and looked at her bag. The only bag she had. The one that only has a few coins, 1 change of clothes and a few bread crumbs from her trip. Oh Well, she thought, At least I'm away from Mother and everyone.
She grinned and went to change into her clothes. She stared at her reflection: a gold tunic over a white shirt, and royal blue breaches, her now short sandy- blonde hair and brown-green eyes were accented by her darker skin tone. "I think I would even fool my father," she thought out loud.
"Not quite." Said a ghostly voice behind her. Ana recognized it immidietaly, but was afraid to turn around. "Papa??" she whispered.
"Yes, sweetie, it's me. Turn arund so I can see you."
Ana turned slowly, and looked at the person behind her. "Papa?? It's really you??" The man nodded. He was tall, and had blonde hair, almost as light as Ana's original hair colour, and had blue eyes.
"I was waiting for you to follow in my footsteps, I was almost worried you wouldn't come,"
"B-but how are you here, you d-die, you died 7 years ago. What are you doing here??"
"Oh, little Ana, I'm not really here. When I died, I was stopped by Mithros himself and was asked to become a lesser God, to serve and protect the lesser Gods in the other realm. I was in no position to refuse, and besides, they told me I would be able to visit my family again."
Tears were brimming in Ana's eyes. "Oh papa!" she yelled and ran to hug him. "I missed you so much!!" she looked into his eyes, "You-you brought me here, on Midsummers' didn't you?? It would have taken me that long to get here if I had ridden Farecrest." She accused.
"Yes, it was me. I hope you don't mind."
"Oh, of course not!!" and squeezed harder. "I was just a little surprised, that's all. I-" Ana was interrupted by the bell. "I have to go, papa. Visit me soon?" She looked into his eyes.
"Of course, sweetling. I'll visit you soon, tonight, I'll say goodbye." He disappeared and Ana wiped tears away from her eyes. She straightened up and shook her head to clear it. Opening the door, she entered the world of pages and boys. . . . . . .
**Well, watcha think? Tell me in the iddy bitty box down there, or email me at sun_moon_star99@hotmail.com!! Thanks and more will be up soon!! ~CJ~**