When we got to the room where King Jonathan, Lord Wyldon, and a bunch of other people were waiting, Kel and Owen immediatly bowed, murmering, "Your Majesty."
"Hiya, King of Prigs!" I said cheerily. Jonathan raised his eybrows, and Lord Wyldon started to say, "Now see here, young lady, a citizen should not talk to the king of their country that way..."
"Oh, shaddup, MY LORD, cuz, a) I'm not a citizen of this country, and b) I have a few things I want to say to Evil-Kingy-Dude here, and NOTHING is going to stop me from saying them! First of all, you're a GOD-FORSAKEN KNIGHT! DON"T YOU GET THE CODE OF CHILVILRY, OR ARE YOU TOO THICK-HEADED TO GET THAT TOO?!?!"
Kel tried to drag me out of the room, but I wrestled out of her grasp and said, "Sorry, Kel, but this is for your own good." Kel buried her face in her hands. "And treating Alanna like she's a little, a little, a little PUPPET or something you can move around, that is THE dumbest thing I've EVER heard! She's her own person, you know! How DARE you treat her like that, forbiding her to see Kel! You know the Lioness's temper, heck, it's famous! How COULDN"T you know she'd act like that?!?"
An absolutely beautiful woman in the corner was trying not to laugh, King Jon looked very red, a very er...LARGE man with black hair and eyes was, like who I guessed was Thayet, was turning a laugh into a cough, and Lord Wyldon looked shocked.
"And as for YOU, My Lord," I said mockingly, "You are the craziest, most insane, raving LUTATIC that I have EVER met. I mean, come on, saying that women can't fight in front of Alanna the Lioness? How mad can you get?"
"Young lady--" he began, but I interrupted him.
"Don't call me a lady. I hate skirts, despise makeup, and suck at flirting."
"Young WOMAN, most females are not talented in the fighting arts. Squire Keladry and Sir Alanna are most definately an exception."
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There were shouts from around the room, a few squeals, one or two "Right on!"s , and several "WHY I OTTA...."s.
'Think girls can't fight, MY LIEGE?" I asked calmly while examining my fingernails. "Care to take me up on that?"
"Laurie..." Kel started.
"Kel, honey, don't get into this!"
"Your arm..."
"What? Oh, yeah." I looked at the king. "Would someone take me to a healer? I broke my arm."
"Fine. You have permission to leave." The king said, still red with the embarassment of being told off by a teenager.
"We will fight tomorrow then, girl," Lord Wyldon said.
I bowed mockingly. "As you wish, your High and Mightyness."
Kel and a few other squires ushered me out before the training master could yell at me again.
"Bravo!" Neal said, still holding my shoulder. "I don't think I"VE ever argued better."
"Thank you," I said as a few other boys congraduated me.
"I've never laughed so hard in my life!" Faleron said quietly.
"That's quite enough," Kel said bossily. I think she was still mad at Wyldon for the "women can't fight" remark. "Now let's get Laurie to a healer."
Author's Note: Sorry, short, I know. But to Emily--sorry, Emma, the girl just got stuck in a nonexistant world. YES I THINK I"D BE CUSSIN' TOO!! SHEESH! He he, sorry. Oh, and I didn't write that first chapter. The evil part of my head wrote it. Her name's Evil-roger-ralon-ozorne-joren-cleon-malfoy-eidon-arwan-charlestheseventh. If anyone wants an explaination then ask for it in the reviews. Anyway, thank you to all the people that reviewed. They were all very nice. And if anyone's wondering, this thing WILL get a plot. *looks confused as everyone gasps*. Anyways, I just want to tell you guys something that seems to have confused a few people. Kira's right. Being Gary's squire is what Kel fears. She put her hand on the Chamber door, remember. Oh well. Merry Christmas and a happy New Year (where's that from?????????)
"Hiya, King of Prigs!" I said cheerily. Jonathan raised his eybrows, and Lord Wyldon started to say, "Now see here, young lady, a citizen should not talk to the king of their country that way..."
"Oh, shaddup, MY LORD, cuz, a) I'm not a citizen of this country, and b) I have a few things I want to say to Evil-Kingy-Dude here, and NOTHING is going to stop me from saying them! First of all, you're a GOD-FORSAKEN KNIGHT! DON"T YOU GET THE CODE OF CHILVILRY, OR ARE YOU TOO THICK-HEADED TO GET THAT TOO?!?!"
Kel tried to drag me out of the room, but I wrestled out of her grasp and said, "Sorry, Kel, but this is for your own good." Kel buried her face in her hands. "And treating Alanna like she's a little, a little, a little PUPPET or something you can move around, that is THE dumbest thing I've EVER heard! She's her own person, you know! How DARE you treat her like that, forbiding her to see Kel! You know the Lioness's temper, heck, it's famous! How COULDN"T you know she'd act like that?!?"
An absolutely beautiful woman in the corner was trying not to laugh, King Jon looked very red, a very er...LARGE man with black hair and eyes was, like who I guessed was Thayet, was turning a laugh into a cough, and Lord Wyldon looked shocked.
"And as for YOU, My Lord," I said mockingly, "You are the craziest, most insane, raving LUTATIC that I have EVER met. I mean, come on, saying that women can't fight in front of Alanna the Lioness? How mad can you get?"
"Young lady--" he began, but I interrupted him.
"Don't call me a lady. I hate skirts, despise makeup, and suck at flirting."
"Young WOMAN, most females are not talented in the fighting arts. Squire Keladry and Sir Alanna are most definately an exception."
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There were shouts from around the room, a few squeals, one or two "Right on!"s , and several "WHY I OTTA...."s.
'Think girls can't fight, MY LIEGE?" I asked calmly while examining my fingernails. "Care to take me up on that?"
"Laurie..." Kel started.
"Kel, honey, don't get into this!"
"Your arm..."
"What? Oh, yeah." I looked at the king. "Would someone take me to a healer? I broke my arm."
"Fine. You have permission to leave." The king said, still red with the embarassment of being told off by a teenager.
"We will fight tomorrow then, girl," Lord Wyldon said.
I bowed mockingly. "As you wish, your High and Mightyness."
Kel and a few other squires ushered me out before the training master could yell at me again.
"Bravo!" Neal said, still holding my shoulder. "I don't think I"VE ever argued better."
"Thank you," I said as a few other boys congraduated me.
"I've never laughed so hard in my life!" Faleron said quietly.
"That's quite enough," Kel said bossily. I think she was still mad at Wyldon for the "women can't fight" remark. "Now let's get Laurie to a healer."
Author's Note: Sorry, short, I know. But to Emily--sorry, Emma, the girl just got stuck in a nonexistant world. YES I THINK I"D BE CUSSIN' TOO!! SHEESH! He he, sorry. Oh, and I didn't write that first chapter. The evil part of my head wrote it. Her name's Evil-roger-ralon-ozorne-joren-cleon-malfoy-eidon-arwan-charlestheseventh. If anyone wants an explaination then ask for it in the reviews. Anyway, thank you to all the people that reviewed. They were all very nice. And if anyone's wondering, this thing WILL get a plot. *looks confused as everyone gasps*. Anyways, I just want to tell you guys something that seems to have confused a few people. Kira's right. Being Gary's squire is what Kel fears. She put her hand on the Chamber door, remember. Oh well. Merry Christmas and a happy New Year (where's that from?????????)