The Challenge from Lady Reena
Thayet had yet to wake and only the guard's were alert as the kind,
swathed in black breeches, a hunter green cloak, and a white burnoose over the
hood of the cloak to insure that he was unrecognizable. He struck up a tune of
a song he had once heard about him and Alanna on his way through the gates.
Arousing one of the guards, the awoken guard yelled, "Shut up and quit singing
off-key!" Jon was on the verge of shouting that he could have him beheaded for
disrespect to the king but then he remembered who he was. "Wow," Jon marveled,
looking across the sky at the rainbow of ribbons from the sunrise. It had been
a time since he had been out in the morning dew, watching the sunrise and
listening to the sheep's lazy bay in the field across from the castle. Finally
reaching Corus, Jon rounded the corner and Rode down the ally where he had
fallen in love with his first horse, Darkness, and where Alanna had received
Moonlight. Tying his horse outside the Dancing Dove, Jon entered and made his
way through the silent inn to a table where a cloaked figure sat. "Hullo,
Alanna." He said, his voice calm and comforting.
Tugging down her hood, Jon observed that Alanna had been crying for quite
some time and as he thought this she pulled a tissue out of her boot to wipe her
eyes. "I remember Thayet once saying that some women could cry and still look
beautiful but she and I are certainly not part of that group."
"I think she's wrong about the looking beautiful part." Jon drawled with
a hint of mischief in his deep voice.
"Jon, we're both married and we both know that's what we are here to talk
about." Alanna responded in a dejected tone.
"Alanna, I'm going krazy. I really am. I have loved since you were my
squire and even though I have a queen I still love you." Almost weeping now,
Jon sat next to his love.
Instead of responding Alanna turned to face Jon. Without warning, Jon,
for once, was the one swept up in a kiss full of passion. Returning with heat
and desire, Jon slithered his hand down Alanna's shirt in an effort to regain
what time and distance had lost. Breaking the Kiss Alanna stood up and moved
her chair back to allow for room to move. Standing Jon thought of protesting
but realized that Alanna was right, unless both their spouses' dies neither
could be together. "I love you, Alanna and I always will." Jon said with more
emotion in his voice than he had ever felt.
"I love you, Jonathan and I always will." Alanna replied matching his
emotion. Riding off in the direction of the Swoop Jon watched her go and then
he returned to the castle to rejoin Thayet and their children.
Thayet had yet to wake and only the guard's were alert as the kind,
swathed in black breeches, a hunter green cloak, and a white burnoose over the
hood of the cloak to insure that he was unrecognizable. He struck up a tune of
a song he had once heard about him and Alanna on his way through the gates.
Arousing one of the guards, the awoken guard yelled, "Shut up and quit singing
off-key!" Jon was on the verge of shouting that he could have him beheaded for
disrespect to the king but then he remembered who he was. "Wow," Jon marveled,
looking across the sky at the rainbow of ribbons from the sunrise. It had been
a time since he had been out in the morning dew, watching the sunrise and
listening to the sheep's lazy bay in the field across from the castle. Finally
reaching Corus, Jon rounded the corner and Rode down the ally where he had
fallen in love with his first horse, Darkness, and where Alanna had received
Moonlight. Tying his horse outside the Dancing Dove, Jon entered and made his
way through the silent inn to a table where a cloaked figure sat. "Hullo,
Alanna." He said, his voice calm and comforting.
Tugging down her hood, Jon observed that Alanna had been crying for quite
some time and as he thought this she pulled a tissue out of her boot to wipe her
eyes. "I remember Thayet once saying that some women could cry and still look
beautiful but she and I are certainly not part of that group."
"I think she's wrong about the looking beautiful part." Jon drawled with
a hint of mischief in his deep voice.
"Jon, we're both married and we both know that's what we are here to talk
about." Alanna responded in a dejected tone.
"Alanna, I'm going krazy. I really am. I have loved since you were my
squire and even though I have a queen I still love you." Almost weeping now,
Jon sat next to his love.
Instead of responding Alanna turned to face Jon. Without warning, Jon,
for once, was the one swept up in a kiss full of passion. Returning with heat
and desire, Jon slithered his hand down Alanna's shirt in an effort to regain
what time and distance had lost. Breaking the Kiss Alanna stood up and moved
her chair back to allow for room to move. Standing Jon thought of protesting
but realized that Alanna was right, unless both their spouses' dies neither
could be together. "I love you, Alanna and I always will." Jon said with more
emotion in his voice than he had ever felt.
"I love you, Jonathan and I always will." Alanna replied matching his
emotion. Riding off in the direction of the Swoop Jon watched her go and then
he returned to the castle to rejoin Thayet and their children.