Chapter 13
A/N Well, everyone this is my last chapter for this story. I'm starting my next story and have posted the first chapter. I accidentally wrote "Roger" as "Rodger" cause I'm stupid. Sorry!
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Alanna woke early the next morning. At first she didn't understand where she was. She remembered to late that she was sleeping in a chair, and rolled over. She fell flailing to the floor with a hard thump. The first thing her violet eyes took note of was Jon watching her. She still wore her mask for this moment exactly. Just in case Jon woke up in the night.
"Who are you?" Jon said angrily. " What do you want from me?"
"Nothing much Jon. You're our pay."
"STOP CALLING ME JON!" Jonathan yelled. Alanna was taken aback by this at first until she realized that he didn't know who she was.
"Fine." Alanna snapped. "What do you want for breakfast?"
"I don't want anything." He grumbled.
"I don't care you need breakfast to stay awake. And believe me, you may think you don't weigh a lot but you do."
"Fine then I'll have an apple."
Alanna nodded and walked down to the bar. She removed her mask, in case Solom wouldn't recognise her. She asked Solom for an apple.
"Who for?" Solom asked warily.
"Why should I tell you?" Alanna asked, sparkle in her eye.
Solom laughed and handed her a shiny red one.
Alanna pulled the mask back on and climbed up the steps. When Alanna walked up into the room she saw char marks on the bed and the Prince's bonds. Shaking he head she revived the unconscious prince with a slap.
"Wha? I'll have you know that my father will hunt you down! He will have no mercy! He will-" Jon was cut off by Alanna shoving an apple into his mouth.
Faith entered, her hair rumpled slightly from under the mask.
"Shouldn't you let him talk?" She asked seeing the prince looking angrily at Alanna and sucking on the apple.
"Believe me," Alanna said laughing. " You don't want to hear what he has to say."
Faith laughed.
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Once everyone was up and dressed they met in the empty common room.
"Alright people, I don't want you to come with me, but it seems I don't have a choice. This is going to be dangerous. I'll need your help to watch the guards. George have you got the blueprints?"
George nodded and pulled out the blueprints for the courtroom and surrounding area. He pointed to the door by the kitchen.
"Originally I had planned that we should go through these doors, but the guard will be doubled at every door. We will need somebody to move the guards away from the door while we bring the Prince in."
"I can do that if Uncle and George help." Rhiannon said. "I could get the guards by the kitchen while the two men get the guards at the two doors leading in." She pointed to the two doors between the kitchen and the court. That left only the grand stair to go down. And then they would reach the King.
"I need you Faith with a crossbow aimed to our royal friend up there." She nodded her head up the stairs. "So let's get this plan underway!"
The group broke up and all went to stretch or refresh themselves. Alanna went up to the room Jon was in. She put a gag in his mouth and knocked him out, again. She hauled him to the back of the inn and put him in the stable.
George dropped in later.
"All most ready." He said quietly. " Alanna what are you planning?"
"I need Moonlight."
George grinned. "That's one thing they couldn't get their hands on." He left for a moment then returned with Moonlight. She looked as splendid as ever. Alanna ran her hands through the white mane. She whispered compliments into every inch of her beloved mare. Moonlight whickered softly and butt her head against Alanna. The reunion was tear jerking.
She quickly groomed Moonlight and saddled her in the best tack she could find. Her hands trembled as she tightened the chinches when a pair of warm calloused hands took hold of her. Carefully they finished the job as Alanna leaned against the wall of the stable.
"George?"
"Yes?"
"Thank you."
"What for?"
"For, for everything. You've been so supportive. I didn't realize that. That you felt that way about me."
George blushed. "Well I did, and I still do." He looked at Alanna. "Lass you're as plucky as ever."
Alanna sighed happily. She wished she didn't have to do this, but she needed her dignity back. They would enter when the king was having a meeting with his advisers. That was her chance to expose him, just like Roger had exposed her.
Faith and Rhiannon entered. Alanna finally saw Rhiannon's infamous black corset. It was black leather with a black fur trim along the edges. She was wearing big black boots. Faith was wearing her cat outfit, except this time she was armed with a whip and crossbow. She grinned at Alanna when she entered. Marek entered in normal clothes.
"I'm not flashy." He seemed to be directing this comment to Rhiannon who only grinned.
"Mithros and the Goddess please let this go well." Alanna said quietly once they had all assembled. The ensemble muttered a ragged " So mote it be" and began to prepare again.
Alanna tied a collar around Jon's neck and tied his hands again. She attached the collar and hand bindings to a rope, which she held. She mounted Moonlight and George flung the Prince over Moonlight's saddle. It was comforting to feel Jon's warmth behind her.
She nodded briskly to the group who all set out ahead of her. She would leave later. She positioned her cape over Jon's figure. The image would make her look like she held packs on her horse. She sighed and sent another quick prayer to the Gods before she set out into the dark of night.
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When Alanna arrived at the Palace she was glad to see that the guards weren't there and that there was no blood on the floor. She found Faith in the bushes. She had left earlier to make sure that everyone was in the court. She nodded silently to Alanna. They made sure the gag on Jon's mouth was strong so he couldn't speak, but could breath. They took him off the back of the horse and Alanna grabbed his "rein". Faith gave him a slap on the face; Jon awoke with a start and seeing Alanna on the horse got very cross. He would have tried to kick Moonlight but he saw Faith holding a whip and a loaded crossbow that was pointing at his chest.
"Move." Faith said, her voice steely.
Alanna set Moonlight into a walk and they began to walk through the halls towards the court.
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The King was in the court. All his advisors were around him; they were worried because the Prince was gone. All of a sudden the doors at the top of the stairs burst open and a horse stood there rearing at the air. She landed and the rider got off. The rider was followed with a female in a cat like costume. The Cat held a crossbow that was pointed behind her. The Rider tugged at the rein pulling forward a stumbling Prince in a loincloth and shirt.
"Don't try anything Roald." Alanna said evenly. "My friend's a fair shot. Care to try her?"
Roald sat down, breathing deeply. He was being humiliated in front of his court. He lifted his hand to wave away his advisors when he was interrupted.
"Ah ah ah! Don't send them away! I want everyone to be invited to this party!" Alanna tugged at the rein again sending the Prince sprawling to his knees in front of Alanna.
"I believe that this is your son. Would you like him back?" Alanna said quietly.
"What kind of a fool do you take me for? Of course I want him back! He's my son. Not only my heir!"
"Why, why, what's that? The king showing sentiment? That's something unusual!"
Faith looked at the man beside the King, she nodded to Alanna. Alanna looked towards the King and saw Duke Roger.
She smiled as if talking to a friend. "Duke Roger! What a pleasant surprise!"
Duke Roger smiled grimly. "Have you come to take vengeance on me? Alanna of Trebond."
Alanna had been expecting this. She pulled off her mask, revealing the shocking red hair and violet eyes more clearly. A murmur ran through the crowd.
"No Duke. You're next in line." She advanced slowly up to the King. Faith still had the crossbow aimed at Jon, so the King couldn't do anything. "I want revenge on you." She drew Lightning and let it rest at the bridge of the Kings nose.
"Yield for the Mercy of the Crown."
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A/N sorry I couldn't finish this time. Next time though. My sis wants the computer. Okay see you!
Akaara
A/N Well, everyone this is my last chapter for this story. I'm starting my next story and have posted the first chapter. I accidentally wrote "Roger" as "Rodger" cause I'm stupid. Sorry!
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Alanna woke early the next morning. At first she didn't understand where she was. She remembered to late that she was sleeping in a chair, and rolled over. She fell flailing to the floor with a hard thump. The first thing her violet eyes took note of was Jon watching her. She still wore her mask for this moment exactly. Just in case Jon woke up in the night.
"Who are you?" Jon said angrily. " What do you want from me?"
"Nothing much Jon. You're our pay."
"STOP CALLING ME JON!" Jonathan yelled. Alanna was taken aback by this at first until she realized that he didn't know who she was.
"Fine." Alanna snapped. "What do you want for breakfast?"
"I don't want anything." He grumbled.
"I don't care you need breakfast to stay awake. And believe me, you may think you don't weigh a lot but you do."
"Fine then I'll have an apple."
Alanna nodded and walked down to the bar. She removed her mask, in case Solom wouldn't recognise her. She asked Solom for an apple.
"Who for?" Solom asked warily.
"Why should I tell you?" Alanna asked, sparkle in her eye.
Solom laughed and handed her a shiny red one.
Alanna pulled the mask back on and climbed up the steps. When Alanna walked up into the room she saw char marks on the bed and the Prince's bonds. Shaking he head she revived the unconscious prince with a slap.
"Wha? I'll have you know that my father will hunt you down! He will have no mercy! He will-" Jon was cut off by Alanna shoving an apple into his mouth.
Faith entered, her hair rumpled slightly from under the mask.
"Shouldn't you let him talk?" She asked seeing the prince looking angrily at Alanna and sucking on the apple.
"Believe me," Alanna said laughing. " You don't want to hear what he has to say."
Faith laughed.
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Once everyone was up and dressed they met in the empty common room.
"Alright people, I don't want you to come with me, but it seems I don't have a choice. This is going to be dangerous. I'll need your help to watch the guards. George have you got the blueprints?"
George nodded and pulled out the blueprints for the courtroom and surrounding area. He pointed to the door by the kitchen.
"Originally I had planned that we should go through these doors, but the guard will be doubled at every door. We will need somebody to move the guards away from the door while we bring the Prince in."
"I can do that if Uncle and George help." Rhiannon said. "I could get the guards by the kitchen while the two men get the guards at the two doors leading in." She pointed to the two doors between the kitchen and the court. That left only the grand stair to go down. And then they would reach the King.
"I need you Faith with a crossbow aimed to our royal friend up there." She nodded her head up the stairs. "So let's get this plan underway!"
The group broke up and all went to stretch or refresh themselves. Alanna went up to the room Jon was in. She put a gag in his mouth and knocked him out, again. She hauled him to the back of the inn and put him in the stable.
George dropped in later.
"All most ready." He said quietly. " Alanna what are you planning?"
"I need Moonlight."
George grinned. "That's one thing they couldn't get their hands on." He left for a moment then returned with Moonlight. She looked as splendid as ever. Alanna ran her hands through the white mane. She whispered compliments into every inch of her beloved mare. Moonlight whickered softly and butt her head against Alanna. The reunion was tear jerking.
She quickly groomed Moonlight and saddled her in the best tack she could find. Her hands trembled as she tightened the chinches when a pair of warm calloused hands took hold of her. Carefully they finished the job as Alanna leaned against the wall of the stable.
"George?"
"Yes?"
"Thank you."
"What for?"
"For, for everything. You've been so supportive. I didn't realize that. That you felt that way about me."
George blushed. "Well I did, and I still do." He looked at Alanna. "Lass you're as plucky as ever."
Alanna sighed happily. She wished she didn't have to do this, but she needed her dignity back. They would enter when the king was having a meeting with his advisers. That was her chance to expose him, just like Roger had exposed her.
Faith and Rhiannon entered. Alanna finally saw Rhiannon's infamous black corset. It was black leather with a black fur trim along the edges. She was wearing big black boots. Faith was wearing her cat outfit, except this time she was armed with a whip and crossbow. She grinned at Alanna when she entered. Marek entered in normal clothes.
"I'm not flashy." He seemed to be directing this comment to Rhiannon who only grinned.
"Mithros and the Goddess please let this go well." Alanna said quietly once they had all assembled. The ensemble muttered a ragged " So mote it be" and began to prepare again.
Alanna tied a collar around Jon's neck and tied his hands again. She attached the collar and hand bindings to a rope, which she held. She mounted Moonlight and George flung the Prince over Moonlight's saddle. It was comforting to feel Jon's warmth behind her.
She nodded briskly to the group who all set out ahead of her. She would leave later. She positioned her cape over Jon's figure. The image would make her look like she held packs on her horse. She sighed and sent another quick prayer to the Gods before she set out into the dark of night.
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When Alanna arrived at the Palace she was glad to see that the guards weren't there and that there was no blood on the floor. She found Faith in the bushes. She had left earlier to make sure that everyone was in the court. She nodded silently to Alanna. They made sure the gag on Jon's mouth was strong so he couldn't speak, but could breath. They took him off the back of the horse and Alanna grabbed his "rein". Faith gave him a slap on the face; Jon awoke with a start and seeing Alanna on the horse got very cross. He would have tried to kick Moonlight but he saw Faith holding a whip and a loaded crossbow that was pointing at his chest.
"Move." Faith said, her voice steely.
Alanna set Moonlight into a walk and they began to walk through the halls towards the court.
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The King was in the court. All his advisors were around him; they were worried because the Prince was gone. All of a sudden the doors at the top of the stairs burst open and a horse stood there rearing at the air. She landed and the rider got off. The rider was followed with a female in a cat like costume. The Cat held a crossbow that was pointed behind her. The Rider tugged at the rein pulling forward a stumbling Prince in a loincloth and shirt.
"Don't try anything Roald." Alanna said evenly. "My friend's a fair shot. Care to try her?"
Roald sat down, breathing deeply. He was being humiliated in front of his court. He lifted his hand to wave away his advisors when he was interrupted.
"Ah ah ah! Don't send them away! I want everyone to be invited to this party!" Alanna tugged at the rein again sending the Prince sprawling to his knees in front of Alanna.
"I believe that this is your son. Would you like him back?" Alanna said quietly.
"What kind of a fool do you take me for? Of course I want him back! He's my son. Not only my heir!"
"Why, why, what's that? The king showing sentiment? That's something unusual!"
Faith looked at the man beside the King, she nodded to Alanna. Alanna looked towards the King and saw Duke Roger.
She smiled as if talking to a friend. "Duke Roger! What a pleasant surprise!"
Duke Roger smiled grimly. "Have you come to take vengeance on me? Alanna of Trebond."
Alanna had been expecting this. She pulled off her mask, revealing the shocking red hair and violet eyes more clearly. A murmur ran through the crowd.
"No Duke. You're next in line." She advanced slowly up to the King. Faith still had the crossbow aimed at Jon, so the King couldn't do anything. "I want revenge on you." She drew Lightning and let it rest at the bridge of the Kings nose.
"Yield for the Mercy of the Crown."
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A/N sorry I couldn't finish this time. Next time though. My sis wants the computer. Okay see you!
Akaara