Thank you all very much for your reviews! Oh, I´m so flattered. And I´ll continue, just for you :)! Even though my
English seems to be terrible (is this laziness or am I really that bad?.. a little bit embarrasing after nearly 7 years of English at
school). ahem I hope you understand what I mean anyway.
I love the Alanna Series very much, and I also love the Daine Series (but not that much probably because I´m a bit like
Daine but want to be more like Alanna). And I love the PftS. It looks like romance after the second book (and I´m very fond of romance:)!In
Fantasy Worlds with cute boys all around me and magic and stuff..yes that´ll be the perfect life! Please review and be nice !
But back to Alanna and Jonathan!
Here we go again!
********I just wanted to make sure you know it, too Part 2************** An Song of the Lionness (In the Hand of the Goddess) Fanfic by Kitty
Alanna had a feeling that she wasn´t really ready for war. While she was very sure that Tortall would be fighting for the right reasons, she still didn´t like the idea of war at all. Most of the others thought differently, they couldn´t wait until they arrived at the River Drell. They wanted to throw themselves in battle as soon as possible. Alanna looked forward to the fighting, too, but she knew how terrible things could become. She had seen her fathers men fight against the Scanrans. It had been terrible. Not because of the blood and the hurt men, it was because Alanna had realized that the the villians had their reasons to fight. That not everything was black and white. The Men from Scanra fought because they were hungry and needed to feed their families. But the people of Trebond had to defend themselves, there was no other way. Who had been right?
But this little skirmishes at Trebond were nothing against a battle in the Tusaine War, that was a fact that Alanna found out soon. She hadn´t fought a single battle or even a skirmish but she worked at the healers tent with Duke Baird. It was more than just horrible. Seeing the men die in pain was something she wouldn´t forget so soon. The Dark Lord took one after another to his realms and Alanna had nightmares and couldn´t really sleep at night. She always imagined that someday soon one of her friends would need her help in the healer tent. The biggest horror shook Alanna awake one night when she had dreamed that Jonathan had been hurt and was slowly dying while she couldn´t do a thing. Suddenly Duke Roger appeared in her dream and told her with an almost friendly smile *And I didn´t even need to get my hands dirty, Alan!* Alanna fought against screaming. Jonathan mustn´t be hurt. Her whole body just ached at the single thought of blood on his beautiful body. She walked over to his tent and looked at him in bed. He looked so peaceful and serene. ~No! It won´t happen. I just won´t let you die, Jon. Not by the hands of Roger and not by the hands of any dirty Tusaine man. I have to protect you. Be strong, Alanna. Be the lioness and protect your prince~Alanna thought with a single tear running down her cheek. Why did it feel so strange? Why did she care so much? It wasn´t just because he was her friend and he had saved her life in the black city. There was something else. But what was it? It felt a little bit like the feeling she had when George told her that he would like to marry her and.....No. She didn´t like the idea of this whole love thing at all. She didn´t need a lover. Not now, never. With her thoughts away from war, she finally stumbled into her own tent and back to bed, her cheeks still wet and a little bit red.
But the next day wasn´t much better than her first at the HT. She had been send away by Duke Baird and Jonathan had brought her back on his hoarse to her tent. It had been so nice to cuddle into him. He smelled very good and his skin was soft and Angel like. Alanna had enjoyed herself very much until a certain cat appeared in the darkness and told her something about *lovesick girls*. Alanna got very angry at the *prissy animal*. After the meeting of Jem Tanner Alanna was even more embarressed, when she nearly said that she* wasn´t falling in love* to Faithful, but catched herself just in time, because Jon had been listening to the conversation. Alanna was very happy when she was back in her tent. That damn Faithful, she nearly had said something really embarressing in front of Jonathan. ~How would´ve he reacted if I really had said it?~Alanna thought. At the other side Faithful was right. She shouldn´t snuggle up to Jonathan in the public like she did. She had heard conversations at court of something called *boys love*, and met a few nobles that really looked like they did things with boys that normally boys only did with girls. While Alanna didn´t think that this was a problem, she didn´t want that people thought that Jonathan was also one of these and that he had a dirty relationship with his squire. Life at court was difficult enough without this rumour spreading around. Alanna then again thought of the men at the Healers tent and felt her whole body rebell. She just made it in time to prevent a mess in her tent. But after she had thrown up, Jonathan appeared. She nearly couldn´t believe it as he told her that he, too threw up after his first skirmish.But he just nodded an said *Don´t tell the men, will you?* *I won´t if you won´t* Alanna replied. *Done*. He held open the flap of the tent. *It wouldn´t do for them to think we´re sissies, would it?* Alanna agreed and smiled. Jonathan was right. And to her he was more man than anyone else at that moment.
End Part 2
Mmmh, I´m sorry for the last few sentence but I don´t know how I should have done it without a bit copying, and I want the things to happen as similar as possible. I´m sorry because I know that this sissy happening just happenend at Alannas first night at the HT Tent! Do you want me to continue? Let me know! If you want, the next episode will include our heroines first kiss with Jonathan..oh, it´ll be waffy, I promise!
Kitty
********I just wanted to make sure you know it, too Part 2************** An Song of the Lionness (In the Hand of the Goddess) Fanfic by Kitty
Alanna had a feeling that she wasn´t really ready for war. While she was very sure that Tortall would be fighting for the right reasons, she still didn´t like the idea of war at all. Most of the others thought differently, they couldn´t wait until they arrived at the River Drell. They wanted to throw themselves in battle as soon as possible. Alanna looked forward to the fighting, too, but she knew how terrible things could become. She had seen her fathers men fight against the Scanrans. It had been terrible. Not because of the blood and the hurt men, it was because Alanna had realized that the the villians had their reasons to fight. That not everything was black and white. The Men from Scanra fought because they were hungry and needed to feed their families. But the people of Trebond had to defend themselves, there was no other way. Who had been right?
But this little skirmishes at Trebond were nothing against a battle in the Tusaine War, that was a fact that Alanna found out soon. She hadn´t fought a single battle or even a skirmish but she worked at the healers tent with Duke Baird. It was more than just horrible. Seeing the men die in pain was something she wouldn´t forget so soon. The Dark Lord took one after another to his realms and Alanna had nightmares and couldn´t really sleep at night. She always imagined that someday soon one of her friends would need her help in the healer tent. The biggest horror shook Alanna awake one night when she had dreamed that Jonathan had been hurt and was slowly dying while she couldn´t do a thing. Suddenly Duke Roger appeared in her dream and told her with an almost friendly smile *And I didn´t even need to get my hands dirty, Alan!* Alanna fought against screaming. Jonathan mustn´t be hurt. Her whole body just ached at the single thought of blood on his beautiful body. She walked over to his tent and looked at him in bed. He looked so peaceful and serene. ~No! It won´t happen. I just won´t let you die, Jon. Not by the hands of Roger and not by the hands of any dirty Tusaine man. I have to protect you. Be strong, Alanna. Be the lioness and protect your prince~Alanna thought with a single tear running down her cheek. Why did it feel so strange? Why did she care so much? It wasn´t just because he was her friend and he had saved her life in the black city. There was something else. But what was it? It felt a little bit like the feeling she had when George told her that he would like to marry her and.....No. She didn´t like the idea of this whole love thing at all. She didn´t need a lover. Not now, never. With her thoughts away from war, she finally stumbled into her own tent and back to bed, her cheeks still wet and a little bit red.
But the next day wasn´t much better than her first at the HT. She had been send away by Duke Baird and Jonathan had brought her back on his hoarse to her tent. It had been so nice to cuddle into him. He smelled very good and his skin was soft and Angel like. Alanna had enjoyed herself very much until a certain cat appeared in the darkness and told her something about *lovesick girls*. Alanna got very angry at the *prissy animal*. After the meeting of Jem Tanner Alanna was even more embarressed, when she nearly said that she* wasn´t falling in love* to Faithful, but catched herself just in time, because Jon had been listening to the conversation. Alanna was very happy when she was back in her tent. That damn Faithful, she nearly had said something really embarressing in front of Jonathan. ~How would´ve he reacted if I really had said it?~Alanna thought. At the other side Faithful was right. She shouldn´t snuggle up to Jonathan in the public like she did. She had heard conversations at court of something called *boys love*, and met a few nobles that really looked like they did things with boys that normally boys only did with girls. While Alanna didn´t think that this was a problem, she didn´t want that people thought that Jonathan was also one of these and that he had a dirty relationship with his squire. Life at court was difficult enough without this rumour spreading around. Alanna then again thought of the men at the Healers tent and felt her whole body rebell. She just made it in time to prevent a mess in her tent. But after she had thrown up, Jonathan appeared. She nearly couldn´t believe it as he told her that he, too threw up after his first skirmish.But he just nodded an said *Don´t tell the men, will you?* *I won´t if you won´t* Alanna replied. *Done*. He held open the flap of the tent. *It wouldn´t do for them to think we´re sissies, would it?* Alanna agreed and smiled. Jonathan was right. And to her he was more man than anyone else at that moment.
End Part 2
Mmmh, I´m sorry for the last few sentence but I don´t know how I should have done it without a bit copying, and I want the things to happen as similar as possible. I´m sorry because I know that this sissy happening just happenend at Alannas first night at the HT Tent! Do you want me to continue? Let me know! If you want, the next episode will include our heroines first kiss with Jonathan..oh, it´ll be waffy, I promise!
Kitty
