Chapter 7
A/N Hello All! Thank you all for the reviews again. Oh! I'm just all fuzzy and warm inside! (From the reviews, not anything else!) On to the story! If you guessed whom her Uncle was your probably WRONG! Muahahahaha! No just kidding. You're probably right. On to the story, again.
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It took some pleading on Faith's behalf to convince the head mistress to allow them to go to the City. Apparently, she had once gone to the city and not come back for a couple of weeks. Finally after promising to watch her like a hawk, Faith was allowed to go.
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"So! How'd your Aunt become a thief if she was at the convent? Her picture showed her to be very beautiful. I'd expect her to want to stay." Alanna said on the ride.
"Oh she was too much of a free spirit. Wanted to run free like the horses! Open her Wings to the sky!" Rhiannon said dramatically.
"Her wings aren't the only things that tend to be open... You seem to take from her Rhiannon!" Faith yelled coming back from a circle. She had been riding ahead for the fun of it she loved to run.
Alanna snorted. For once she was comfortable on a horse. The two had convinced her to ride in a manly way; you know a foot on either side. It was really nice to be able to gallop fast without having to worry about falling, or getting dirty.
"So tell me about your Uncle!" Alanna yelled into the wind. "I want to know what to expect!"
Both Faith and Rhiannon laughed.
"What?!" Alanna yelled crossly. Lately her temper seemed to have flared from being in the temple for to long. She hadn't been able to do anything right.
The girls just laughed and rode on. Finally they reached the city it had taken them two days, but the view itself was worth it.
"Great Mother Goddess." Alanna gasped as she caught sight of what she saw. Carefully they rode down into the bustling city.
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After some careful riding between the streets they reached an inn called "The Dancing Dove."
"We're here!" Rhiannon said dismounting. She ran into the building, from outside Alanna could hear catcalls and whistles of appreciation, though she doubted anyone would lay a hand on Rhiannon.
Alanna and Faith entered the inn, their eyes slowly getting adjusted to the dim room around them. Smoke came around but, overall the place was cheerful. Alanna looked around for Rhiannon, spotting her in a group of young ment and one very busty woman Alanna walked up.
"Alanna!" Rhiannon exclaimed. "I'd like you to meet Rispah! My Aunt." She nodded to the busty woman beside her. "This is Solom, Quickfinger and that's scholar. This, is-" She reached into the back of the crowd pulling out a man. "Marek, my Uncle!"
Alanna curtsied to Marek while Faith just nodded.
"I hear you be wanting training to deal with a very rude young lady." Marek said. His face was serious but his eyes sparkled. "I'm afraid I can't be much help to you, he may." He nodded to a man sitting in an armchair by the fireplace. Alanna was tired and dirty. She strode up to the man.
"Excuse me!" She said crossly. " I was wondering if you would help me train. Right now preferably!"
The whole inn suddenly went quiet. The man by the fire stood. He had hazel eyes and a large nose.
"You be Alanna then. I hear you will be wanting training." He looked at her hazel eyes sad. "I'd be glad to help you. Please, come this way."
Alanna looked around. Rhiannon had disappeared with a group of men, Faith was in the corner talking to Marek. Shrugging she followed him up to a room.
As soon as they entered he pulled her into a tight embrace and kissed her softly.
Alanna stepped back appalled. She slapped him across the face.
"What was that!" She practically screamed at him.
His eyes seemed to lose every sparkle possible. His face creased with worry.
"You don't remember?"
"Remember what?" Alanna said slowly.
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Well? What do you think? I know the last twist was really expected but the next chapters going to be brill!
I noticed one person wrote how Alanna wanting to go to the convent was so not Alanna. Well unfortunately
for them, I am like Alanna where I get real mad real fast. So listen, I won't name a name but wait. Patience is a virtue only some can acquire.
A/N Hello All! Thank you all for the reviews again. Oh! I'm just all fuzzy and warm inside! (From the reviews, not anything else!) On to the story! If you guessed whom her Uncle was your probably WRONG! Muahahahaha! No just kidding. You're probably right. On to the story, again.
**************************************************************************** **********
It took some pleading on Faith's behalf to convince the head mistress to allow them to go to the City. Apparently, she had once gone to the city and not come back for a couple of weeks. Finally after promising to watch her like a hawk, Faith was allowed to go.
**************************************************************************** **********
"So! How'd your Aunt become a thief if she was at the convent? Her picture showed her to be very beautiful. I'd expect her to want to stay." Alanna said on the ride.
"Oh she was too much of a free spirit. Wanted to run free like the horses! Open her Wings to the sky!" Rhiannon said dramatically.
"Her wings aren't the only things that tend to be open... You seem to take from her Rhiannon!" Faith yelled coming back from a circle. She had been riding ahead for the fun of it she loved to run.
Alanna snorted. For once she was comfortable on a horse. The two had convinced her to ride in a manly way; you know a foot on either side. It was really nice to be able to gallop fast without having to worry about falling, or getting dirty.
"So tell me about your Uncle!" Alanna yelled into the wind. "I want to know what to expect!"
Both Faith and Rhiannon laughed.
"What?!" Alanna yelled crossly. Lately her temper seemed to have flared from being in the temple for to long. She hadn't been able to do anything right.
The girls just laughed and rode on. Finally they reached the city it had taken them two days, but the view itself was worth it.
"Great Mother Goddess." Alanna gasped as she caught sight of what she saw. Carefully they rode down into the bustling city.
**************************************************************************** **********
After some careful riding between the streets they reached an inn called "The Dancing Dove."
"We're here!" Rhiannon said dismounting. She ran into the building, from outside Alanna could hear catcalls and whistles of appreciation, though she doubted anyone would lay a hand on Rhiannon.
Alanna and Faith entered the inn, their eyes slowly getting adjusted to the dim room around them. Smoke came around but, overall the place was cheerful. Alanna looked around for Rhiannon, spotting her in a group of young ment and one very busty woman Alanna walked up.
"Alanna!" Rhiannon exclaimed. "I'd like you to meet Rispah! My Aunt." She nodded to the busty woman beside her. "This is Solom, Quickfinger and that's scholar. This, is-" She reached into the back of the crowd pulling out a man. "Marek, my Uncle!"
Alanna curtsied to Marek while Faith just nodded.
"I hear you be wanting training to deal with a very rude young lady." Marek said. His face was serious but his eyes sparkled. "I'm afraid I can't be much help to you, he may." He nodded to a man sitting in an armchair by the fireplace. Alanna was tired and dirty. She strode up to the man.
"Excuse me!" She said crossly. " I was wondering if you would help me train. Right now preferably!"
The whole inn suddenly went quiet. The man by the fire stood. He had hazel eyes and a large nose.
"You be Alanna then. I hear you will be wanting training." He looked at her hazel eyes sad. "I'd be glad to help you. Please, come this way."
Alanna looked around. Rhiannon had disappeared with a group of men, Faith was in the corner talking to Marek. Shrugging she followed him up to a room.
As soon as they entered he pulled her into a tight embrace and kissed her softly.
Alanna stepped back appalled. She slapped him across the face.
"What was that!" She practically screamed at him.
His eyes seemed to lose every sparkle possible. His face creased with worry.
"You don't remember?"
"Remember what?" Alanna said slowly.
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Well? What do you think? I know the last twist was really expected but the next chapters going to be brill!
I noticed one person wrote how Alanna wanting to go to the convent was so not Alanna. Well unfortunately
for them, I am like Alanna where I get real mad real fast. So listen, I won't name a name but wait. Patience is a virtue only some can acquire.