The Challenge from Lady Reena
In Love with Destiny
Written By: Lauren Nethery
Posted: 6/16/01
Coughing violently, Jon sat up to feel a tight stiffness in his right leg
and left shoulder. Exploring his shoulder with his hand he felt it heavily
bandaged and met the same result on his leg. Looking around, he saw Alanna
peacefully resting in the bed next to him but otherwise the room was vacant.
Trying to remember why he was there, it dawned on him that sometime previous, he
had been fighting with bandits to help George and Alanna. Thayet, children,
where are you? He silently called out. Hearing a soft groan next to him, Jon
shifted his legs to the side of the bed and stood, almost collapsing at first.
Hobbling over to Alanna, he rested a hand on her forehead and gazed at her
lovingly. Appraising her body, Jon deduced that a small gash across her cheek
and a deep ankle wound were all the injuries she had suffered. Subconsciously
staring at her ankle and lightly stroking her face, Jon wondered what had
happened to the rest of their fighting party. "Just a small battle scar."
Alanna said.
Slightly jumping, Jon said "Yes, my dear, I know I was just wondering
where the hell the rest of our fighting party has gotten off to."
"I would guess that we were the only two severely injured or injured
enough for bed rest." She offered, motioning to the bed for Jon to sit.
"I do hope that is the case. But, back to the present. How are you
feeling?" He asked, plopping down on the soft down bed.
"I'm not bad at all. The cheek will heal nicely and I have already begun
to mend my ankle. And yourself?"
"I'm very decent to say the least. I have begun to mend my injuries as
well though it is leaving me a bit tired." Jon said, stifling a yawn.
Propping herself on her elbows, the Champion laid a very passionate kiss
on her King's lips as he returned the favor. "Rest well, my love." Alanna said
as he slipped back into his own bed.
Later that afternoon, a healer came in to awaken them and check on the
status. As soon as both were aware, they simultaneous asked about their
children and spouses. For a moment the healer got very quite then she said
"Some of George's friends from his Rouge days found all of you. We brought
every one of you back to the palace to care for you…" at that, her voice trailed
off and both Alanna and Jon were on their feet.
"And?" They both asked in a hushed whisper.
"You two were the soul survivor's." The healer choked her reply. Jon
gasped and Alanna issued a tiny scream turning to Jon they openly wept into each
other's arms. Somehow they found their way back to Alanna's quarters at the
palace and laid down together on her bed. Looking into Jon's eyes she saw a
question that she knew would come. "Yes, Jon. I love you more than life itself
and I will marry you and become your queen." Locking lips with Alanna, they
slowly got more passionate and finally became one for the first time in a long,
long while. Falling asleep in each others arms, they shared more grief and love
than either had ever felt.
In Love with Destiny
Written By: Lauren Nethery
Posted: 6/16/01
Coughing violently, Jon sat up to feel a tight stiffness in his right leg
and left shoulder. Exploring his shoulder with his hand he felt it heavily
bandaged and met the same result on his leg. Looking around, he saw Alanna
peacefully resting in the bed next to him but otherwise the room was vacant.
Trying to remember why he was there, it dawned on him that sometime previous, he
had been fighting with bandits to help George and Alanna. Thayet, children,
where are you? He silently called out. Hearing a soft groan next to him, Jon
shifted his legs to the side of the bed and stood, almost collapsing at first.
Hobbling over to Alanna, he rested a hand on her forehead and gazed at her
lovingly. Appraising her body, Jon deduced that a small gash across her cheek
and a deep ankle wound were all the injuries she had suffered. Subconsciously
staring at her ankle and lightly stroking her face, Jon wondered what had
happened to the rest of their fighting party. "Just a small battle scar."
Alanna said.
Slightly jumping, Jon said "Yes, my dear, I know I was just wondering
where the hell the rest of our fighting party has gotten off to."
"I would guess that we were the only two severely injured or injured
enough for bed rest." She offered, motioning to the bed for Jon to sit.
"I do hope that is the case. But, back to the present. How are you
feeling?" He asked, plopping down on the soft down bed.
"I'm not bad at all. The cheek will heal nicely and I have already begun
to mend my ankle. And yourself?"
"I'm very decent to say the least. I have begun to mend my injuries as
well though it is leaving me a bit tired." Jon said, stifling a yawn.
Propping herself on her elbows, the Champion laid a very passionate kiss
on her King's lips as he returned the favor. "Rest well, my love." Alanna said
as he slipped back into his own bed.
Later that afternoon, a healer came in to awaken them and check on the
status. As soon as both were aware, they simultaneous asked about their
children and spouses. For a moment the healer got very quite then she said
"Some of George's friends from his Rouge days found all of you. We brought
every one of you back to the palace to care for you…" at that, her voice trailed
off and both Alanna and Jon were on their feet.
"And?" They both asked in a hushed whisper.
"You two were the soul survivor's." The healer choked her reply. Jon
gasped and Alanna issued a tiny scream turning to Jon they openly wept into each
other's arms. Somehow they found their way back to Alanna's quarters at the
palace and laid down together on her bed. Looking into Jon's eyes she saw a
question that she knew would come. "Yes, Jon. I love you more than life itself
and I will marry you and become your queen." Locking lips with Alanna, they
slowly got more passionate and finally became one for the first time in a long,
long while. Falling asleep in each others arms, they shared more grief and love
than either had ever felt.