Chapter 2
A/N Well, I've completed my first story! YAYYY! I hope everybody enjoyed it. This story is going to be about why Roger wanted the throne so badly, and my take on why he hated Alan of Trebond. I'd like to note that I accidentally wrote "Rodger" Instead of "Roger" because I'm stupid.
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Roald and Roger were both reprimanded for slapping the maid, but, seeing as they were favourite's among the entire work force, the maid soon forgave them, and gave them a good pat on the head.
Today Roald and Roger were sitting outside in the hot sun. They were waiting for a noble who was coming to the Palace, she was supposedly one of the most beautiful women in Tortall and they both wanted a look at her.
Around noon a carriage rode into the courtyard. Two white horses were at the front, and a garland of roses was draped around the door. An hostler came and hurriedly opened the door. First one dainty, silk clad white foot came out, then, another. Roger looked from the feet up. The woman was wearing a silk white dress that ran up to a creamy coloured top, with no sleeves. The woman's skin was so pale, that it seemed to flow into the dress. Blond curls descended around the shoulders like a beautiful angel. Blue eyes that sparkled in the sweltering summer sun contrasted a creamy china doll face. Plump lips were tinted by rosy lip paint. She stepped down completely from the carriage. She curtsied first to the King, then the Queen. Her curtsy didn't wobble a bit. She then came to Roald and Roger. She curtsied first to Roald, her face, unlike when she was greeting the King, didn't leave Roald's face. She redid the gesture with Roger. Both men were struck immediately.
"You're majesty, your Grace; I'm honoured to be in your presence." She murmured quietly.
Roald quickly remembered to bow. He offered her his arm, much to the annoyance of Roger.
"Lady Lianne, would you care to join me in the dining hall?" Roald asked evenly. She smiled and took his offered arm.
"Dear Highness, I would be," She shot a sultry look at Roger. " Honoured."
While the two made their way into the building Roger stood there angrily. She was mocking him! He calmed his temper and followed the two inside, plotting revenge on Roald.
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Later after lunch, Roger dragged Roald into his room. He tossed him onto the bed.
"She's off limits!" Roger almost yelled. He was very, angry. "There's no way, no way, that you can have her. Did you see how she looked at me? She's a slut!"
"She's intelligent. Did you hear our conversation at lunch?"
"No because your tongue seemed to be to far down her throat! Roald! Please, don't! You can have any woman you want. Please! Don't pick her!"
Roald stood from the bed. He seemed to raise in power as he raised in position. He looked angrily at Roger.
"I want whom I want. I'm not to be trifled with Roger! I want Lianne, she's beautiful, witty, and kind."
"You call that kind! You've known her for two hours! You can't want to marry her already!"
"I do! She's Perfect." Roald dropped back on the bed, in pure bliss. "She's amazing Roger, she's absolutely amazing. You know," He propped himself up sideways on the bed. "Most of the ladies I meet, I can't have a decent conversation with them. They just keep complimenting me. I talked with Lianne! We talked about the crops on the Yamani Islands and, it was amazing. I've never felt that way before. Roger, please, you know I wouldn't do anything without your blessing, please, tell me I'm free to ask her hand!"
Roger thought for a moment. "No, I can't she's to valuable, she's to, to beautiful. Roald you can have anyone! ANYONE! Why her? I just saw her and fell in love."
"So did I! Roger, if you don't give me your blessing I will marry her anyway. But, I would feel guilty. Roger, give me your blessing."
Roger just looked towards the door. "Get, out" He growled softly. Roald sent back one last pleading look, then slumped out the door.
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That night, Roger lay in bed thinking. Had he done the right thing? He had no right to take this from Roald, but, he couldn't help it. He loved her, it was like she had put a spell on him, where he couldn't resist her. Roger banged his pillow. Why would he take her? Why?
His thoughts were interrupted by his door slowly opening.
"Roald?" He said softly.
"No." A slightly husky female voice said. "Guess again."
Roger looked up. In his doorway stood Lianne, she wore only a white dressing gown, somewhat clear. She was leaning on his doorframe.
"What are you doing here?!" He half yelled half-whispered. Part of him wanted her to go, but only a very small part.
"I know what you want Roger." She slowly walked up to his bed frame. She knelt on his bed.
"I, I can't, you love Roald!" He said as he reached out to softly grab her arm.
She crawled on top of him, leaning in to his ear she whispered. "I know."
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A/N I'm not writing any detail, thank you very much! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, though short. Isn't Lianne such a slut!? Anyway, review please, thanks for reading.
Akaara
A/N Well, I've completed my first story! YAYYY! I hope everybody enjoyed it. This story is going to be about why Roger wanted the throne so badly, and my take on why he hated Alan of Trebond. I'd like to note that I accidentally wrote "Rodger" Instead of "Roger" because I'm stupid.
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Roald and Roger were both reprimanded for slapping the maid, but, seeing as they were favourite's among the entire work force, the maid soon forgave them, and gave them a good pat on the head.
Today Roald and Roger were sitting outside in the hot sun. They were waiting for a noble who was coming to the Palace, she was supposedly one of the most beautiful women in Tortall and they both wanted a look at her.
Around noon a carriage rode into the courtyard. Two white horses were at the front, and a garland of roses was draped around the door. An hostler came and hurriedly opened the door. First one dainty, silk clad white foot came out, then, another. Roger looked from the feet up. The woman was wearing a silk white dress that ran up to a creamy coloured top, with no sleeves. The woman's skin was so pale, that it seemed to flow into the dress. Blond curls descended around the shoulders like a beautiful angel. Blue eyes that sparkled in the sweltering summer sun contrasted a creamy china doll face. Plump lips were tinted by rosy lip paint. She stepped down completely from the carriage. She curtsied first to the King, then the Queen. Her curtsy didn't wobble a bit. She then came to Roald and Roger. She curtsied first to Roald, her face, unlike when she was greeting the King, didn't leave Roald's face. She redid the gesture with Roger. Both men were struck immediately.
"You're majesty, your Grace; I'm honoured to be in your presence." She murmured quietly.
Roald quickly remembered to bow. He offered her his arm, much to the annoyance of Roger.
"Lady Lianne, would you care to join me in the dining hall?" Roald asked evenly. She smiled and took his offered arm.
"Dear Highness, I would be," She shot a sultry look at Roger. " Honoured."
While the two made their way into the building Roger stood there angrily. She was mocking him! He calmed his temper and followed the two inside, plotting revenge on Roald.
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Later after lunch, Roger dragged Roald into his room. He tossed him onto the bed.
"She's off limits!" Roger almost yelled. He was very, angry. "There's no way, no way, that you can have her. Did you see how she looked at me? She's a slut!"
"She's intelligent. Did you hear our conversation at lunch?"
"No because your tongue seemed to be to far down her throat! Roald! Please, don't! You can have any woman you want. Please! Don't pick her!"
Roald stood from the bed. He seemed to raise in power as he raised in position. He looked angrily at Roger.
"I want whom I want. I'm not to be trifled with Roger! I want Lianne, she's beautiful, witty, and kind."
"You call that kind! You've known her for two hours! You can't want to marry her already!"
"I do! She's Perfect." Roald dropped back on the bed, in pure bliss. "She's amazing Roger, she's absolutely amazing. You know," He propped himself up sideways on the bed. "Most of the ladies I meet, I can't have a decent conversation with them. They just keep complimenting me. I talked with Lianne! We talked about the crops on the Yamani Islands and, it was amazing. I've never felt that way before. Roger, please, you know I wouldn't do anything without your blessing, please, tell me I'm free to ask her hand!"
Roger thought for a moment. "No, I can't she's to valuable, she's to, to beautiful. Roald you can have anyone! ANYONE! Why her? I just saw her and fell in love."
"So did I! Roger, if you don't give me your blessing I will marry her anyway. But, I would feel guilty. Roger, give me your blessing."
Roger just looked towards the door. "Get, out" He growled softly. Roald sent back one last pleading look, then slumped out the door.
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That night, Roger lay in bed thinking. Had he done the right thing? He had no right to take this from Roald, but, he couldn't help it. He loved her, it was like she had put a spell on him, where he couldn't resist her. Roger banged his pillow. Why would he take her? Why?
His thoughts were interrupted by his door slowly opening.
"Roald?" He said softly.
"No." A slightly husky female voice said. "Guess again."
Roger looked up. In his doorway stood Lianne, she wore only a white dressing gown, somewhat clear. She was leaning on his doorframe.
"What are you doing here?!" He half yelled half-whispered. Part of him wanted her to go, but only a very small part.
"I know what you want Roger." She slowly walked up to his bed frame. She knelt on his bed.
"I, I can't, you love Roald!" He said as he reached out to softly grab her arm.
She crawled on top of him, leaning in to his ear she whispered. "I know."
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A/N I'm not writing any detail, thank you very much! I hope you enjoyed this chapter, though short. Isn't Lianne such a slut!? Anyway, review please, thanks for reading.
Akaara