"I wonder if he'll order Lady Alanna away from her own daughter," Iden commented thoughtfully. The group was crowded around Kel's room, celebrating - which actually mostly consisted of them doing homework.
"Can he do that?" Seaver wanted to know.
"He's the King . . . I think he can do whatever he wants," Merric said.
Roald leaned forward and said, "According to my father, he's not ordering Lady Alanna away from Alianne, as she'd probably gut him, and -" -his voice lowered conspiritialy - "-he's even considering allowing you to meet her, Kel."
"Really?!" Kel cried. "You're not kidding?!"
He shook his head.
"This really must be my day, huh?" she asked.
"Yes," Lalasa cut in, looking up from her sewing, "But, pretty soon it's going to be you night, and if you'd like to be awake for your first official day back, you're going to have to get some sleep."
Everyone groaned, but got up and gathered their things anyways.
Grinning they said goodbye and left slowly. Neal was the last to leave, and he smiled lazily at her. "Now it's off to more math classwork for me." She laughed. Neal leaned forward and whispered, "I don't know if you hear, but Owen, Iden, and Warric were arguing over who gets to sponsor her. I think you've made believers out of them." He gave her a thumbs up. {A/N: Do Tortallans do that?????}
Grinning Kel shook her head. "I hope it's not Owen . . . He's a bit . . . "
"Bloody-minded?" Neal suggested. "Savage? Fight-addicted? Insane?"
Kel laughed. "Yeah."
Raking his hands through his hair, Neal sighed. "Well, gotta run. Math calls!"
Kel shook her head. "Bye Neal." Stepping back inside, she shivered. Why was it so cold, all of a sudden?
In the shadows outside her door, the figure stood, thinking. None of them had seen him. That was good . . . it wouldn't do to raise their suspicions.
~~~~~
Alianne ran forward the few feet to he next column and hid behind that as well. She then turned back to hiss, "Alan! C'mon . . . I can see 'em!"
Her brother and her both moved forward, nearing the training yard, their goal. A few more columns and there they were, able to get a good look - once they peeked around the columns of course.
Alianne stared. "That's her!" She pointed. "Right there - the one practicing staff work."
"I see her," Alan said, then, "This is going to be us tomorrow!" The twins grinned at each other.
They watched a little longer, then - once the knights-in-training left, they headed towards the kitchens to beg some food off of the cook.
~~
Thom knocked on Daine and Numair's door, whistling. While he waited, he glanced around the hall. It's kind of boring, he thought. Could use a little sprucing up.
Daine opened her door to find Thom of Pirate's Swoop casting light spells and sending colored balls to hover around the door frame. Her first response was to cry, "Thom!" and hug him. Her second was to glance at her newly decorated door frame and ask him if he'd been bored.
Thom laughed. "A little," he admitted.
Grinning she drew him inside. "Numair," she said, "Guess who's paid us a visit."
Numair glanced up from his book - A History of The Gift in the Royal Line - and smiled absentmindedly - his mind was still focused somewhat on the book.
"Thom," he said, "what brings you here?"
Smiling Thom answered, "I've come to beg spells off you for Ma . . . " Then, looking sheepish, she said, "Well, and me too."
"So there's the hitch," Numair waggled a finger. "Come. Let's talk magic."
Daine handed both of them some tea, and said, "Well, then I'll leave you to your spells."
Neither of them noticed her; they were both already too engrossed in spell books.
"I was thinking . . . "
~~~~~
A/N: I dunno who said that last line...so sue me! Oh, and in chap. one I said that there were 5 people Kel didn't want to call her Kel (yep, THAT sentence made sense!) but I only listed 4. So, the full list is: Joren, Vincent (he's the one I forgot, I think), Garvey, Zahir, and Conal...Oh, and I forgot the disclaimer last chapter. So here it is:
Disclaimer: (Which literally means to dis claim something...to un-claim it...never mind, I'm confused!) I don't own any of the characters, they all belong to Tamora Pierce, Goddess of Tortall (and hey, she also happens to be the creator! wow, what a coinky-dink *g*) so don't sue me...you wouldn't like what you get.
Please R/R peeps, I looooove feedback. I'd even like flames, if you give a reason for why you don't like it...other wise what's the point? Besides, the nice people at fanfiction.net even gave you this pretty lil box to use! You don't want to make them feel sad, now do you?...or if you do, you can always email me at faerie-dragon@home.com
"Can he do that?" Seaver wanted to know.
"He's the King . . . I think he can do whatever he wants," Merric said.
Roald leaned forward and said, "According to my father, he's not ordering Lady Alanna away from Alianne, as she'd probably gut him, and -" -his voice lowered conspiritialy - "-he's even considering allowing you to meet her, Kel."
"Really?!" Kel cried. "You're not kidding?!"
He shook his head.
"This really must be my day, huh?" she asked.
"Yes," Lalasa cut in, looking up from her sewing, "But, pretty soon it's going to be you night, and if you'd like to be awake for your first official day back, you're going to have to get some sleep."
Everyone groaned, but got up and gathered their things anyways.
Grinning they said goodbye and left slowly. Neal was the last to leave, and he smiled lazily at her. "Now it's off to more math classwork for me." She laughed. Neal leaned forward and whispered, "I don't know if you hear, but Owen, Iden, and Warric were arguing over who gets to sponsor her. I think you've made believers out of them." He gave her a thumbs up. {A/N: Do Tortallans do that?????}
Grinning Kel shook her head. "I hope it's not Owen . . . He's a bit . . . "
"Bloody-minded?" Neal suggested. "Savage? Fight-addicted? Insane?"
Kel laughed. "Yeah."
Raking his hands through his hair, Neal sighed. "Well, gotta run. Math calls!"
Kel shook her head. "Bye Neal." Stepping back inside, she shivered. Why was it so cold, all of a sudden?
In the shadows outside her door, the figure stood, thinking. None of them had seen him. That was good . . . it wouldn't do to raise their suspicions.
~~~~~
Alianne ran forward the few feet to he next column and hid behind that as well. She then turned back to hiss, "Alan! C'mon . . . I can see 'em!"
Her brother and her both moved forward, nearing the training yard, their goal. A few more columns and there they were, able to get a good look - once they peeked around the columns of course.
Alianne stared. "That's her!" She pointed. "Right there - the one practicing staff work."
"I see her," Alan said, then, "This is going to be us tomorrow!" The twins grinned at each other.
They watched a little longer, then - once the knights-in-training left, they headed towards the kitchens to beg some food off of the cook.
~~
Thom knocked on Daine and Numair's door, whistling. While he waited, he glanced around the hall. It's kind of boring, he thought. Could use a little sprucing up.
Daine opened her door to find Thom of Pirate's Swoop casting light spells and sending colored balls to hover around the door frame. Her first response was to cry, "Thom!" and hug him. Her second was to glance at her newly decorated door frame and ask him if he'd been bored.
Thom laughed. "A little," he admitted.
Grinning she drew him inside. "Numair," she said, "Guess who's paid us a visit."
Numair glanced up from his book - A History of The Gift in the Royal Line - and smiled absentmindedly - his mind was still focused somewhat on the book.
"Thom," he said, "what brings you here?"
Smiling Thom answered, "I've come to beg spells off you for Ma . . . " Then, looking sheepish, she said, "Well, and me too."
"So there's the hitch," Numair waggled a finger. "Come. Let's talk magic."
Daine handed both of them some tea, and said, "Well, then I'll leave you to your spells."
Neither of them noticed her; they were both already too engrossed in spell books.
"I was thinking . . . "
~~~~~
A/N: I dunno who said that last line...so sue me! Oh, and in chap. one I said that there were 5 people Kel didn't want to call her Kel (yep, THAT sentence made sense!) but I only listed 4. So, the full list is: Joren, Vincent (he's the one I forgot, I think), Garvey, Zahir, and Conal...Oh, and I forgot the disclaimer last chapter. So here it is:
Disclaimer: (Which literally means to dis claim something...to un-claim it...never mind, I'm confused!) I don't own any of the characters, they all belong to Tamora Pierce, Goddess of Tortall (and hey, she also happens to be the creator! wow, what a coinky-dink *g*) so don't sue me...you wouldn't like what you get.
Please R/R peeps, I looooove feedback. I'd even like flames, if you give a reason for why you don't like it...other wise what's the point? Besides, the nice people at fanfiction.net even gave you this pretty lil box to use! You don't want to make them feel sad, now do you?...or if you do, you can always email me at faerie-dragon@home.com