A/N we all know the drill…none
of the pplz/settings/etc…belong to me. The only person who does belong
to me is Serena. Enough said.
W/W/L/O (where we left off):
Serena goes to Corus and enters the banquet (which theme is
gods&goddesses.) She's killed her husband by use of a whore and bumps into
a 'man' whose last words are (before I hang you pplz on a cliff!!!): YOU!?!
Serena smirked. "Of course it's me. Who did you
expect?"
Arram stared at his ex-lover, his
mouth forming words silently. Finally, he managed to say, "You're married."
Rolling her eyes, Serena replied
in a sweet voice. "The bastard"- Arram winced -"is dead. Died of some strange
disease. Left me heartbroken, of course. I've been mourning for two
years. Then I remembered you…a…er…a friend of yours told me where you
were."
Arram was a deathly white. Serena
thought he couldn't go any whiter, but he paled considerably when she added,
"I've come to finish what we'd begun."
"Wh-what did – we begin?" Arram
squeaked. Serena stood closer to him, her eyes pasted on his.
"You know," she murmured, stroking
his chin. Arram drew away, some strange emotion in his dark eyes. He kept on
flicking them towards the crowd of people, as if he was looking for someone.
"Arram, come to my bed," Serena
whispered. "I…miss you –"
Arram stumbled back. "Serena –" he
said in a firm voice. "Serena, things have changed. I – I –"
"You what?"
Arram gulped. "I'm engaged." His
eyes narrowed angrily when Serena started laughing.
"You're engaged? That's the
stupidest thing I've ever heard come from your mouth!" Serena whooped. "Arram
Draper, the woman's man! The man who can't keep a straight relationship for
more than two months! Until I came along!" She laughed. "You, you're engaged?
For how long? You'll break it off in a week or so-" (*A/N now does woman's man
mean the dude's gay? In my version, it DOES NOT!!! *)
"Shut up,
Serena."
"How dare you
tell me to shut up!" Serena shrieked. (*A/N this woman has a temper, eh?*)
Looking around desperately, Arram pulled Serena into
the mob of dancers.
"You will return to your home in
the Copper Isles-"
"I shall do no such thing!" Serena
snapped.
"Where you shall forget-"
Serena growled, "I forget
nothing!"
"You shall forget everything about
me, understand!" Arram raised his voice; dancers shot the pair worried glances.
"Never!" shouted the woman,
struggling out of Arram's clutch. "No one tells me what to do! Arram Draper,
you-"
"Shut the hell up!" Arram yelled.
The people all around them stopped dancing to observe the struggling couple.
They stepped aside when a handsome man with piercing blue eyes walked to them,
dressed in swirling black robes.
"What is going on?" he asked in a
firm voice. Serena snarled.
"None of your business! Now leave
us before I turn you into the pig you really are."
Everyone gasped; the man frowned;
Arram shook Serena.
"Do you know who I am?" the
blue-eyed man asked quietly.
"An ass-whole who pokes his
overlarge nose into other people's business,"
More gasps. The man drew himself
up.
"I am King Jonathan, and you,
madam, are creating a stir."
Serena blanched, but managed to
fire, "Then Arram and I leave!" She grabbed Arram and dragged him out of the
room.
There was a silence. Then Jonathan
threw up his hands and called in a falsely cheerful voice, "Let's party!"
Nobody noticed a slim figure leave
– except Alanna.
Sorry…I can't write more right now…anyway, what's gonna
happen??? Stay tuned…