~ Chapter Nine ~
1 Goodbye
Alanna wept silently, kneeling beside Cole's deathbed. She was wearing a black lace dress, and very uncomfortable black shoes. She knew she had only known Cole a short while, but she felt like she had known him a lifetime.
She slowly moved up and walked away, tears still streaming down her cheeks. She looked about her. Nearly everyone, it seemed, was there. All the Knights that had known Cole and a few of the Pages were present, including Jon, Alex, Roaul, Gary and Thom. Elisia was also present and so was Duke Baird, the King and Queen, The Lord Provost and many more.
It was a sorrowful sight indeed. Black was worn everywhere, and Cole's mother was crying loudly on her husband's suit. (A/N Hey sorry if you guy's didn't like me killing Cole but I kinda didn't like him anymore and I thought to re-write the chapters would confuse you so I just kinda killed him – I'll introduce a new character for Alanna if you want!!)
Duke Roger was there also. Alanna remembered her conversation with Cole in the forest. Like it or no, Alanna still got the shivers at Duke Roger. He creeped her out. There was just something about him that gave her the shivers – she was no expert, but her instincts assured her that he wasn't a good person to get to know.
"My dear Alanna," Duke Roger came towards her. Alanna curtsied, her nerves quivering. Duke Roger smiled, saying, "No need for formality." He hugged her lightly. Alanna hugged back stiffly, not wanting to be rude. Without Alanna's knowing, he placed a small, black gem on the center of Alanna's neck.
He let her go. Fake tears brushed his perfect blue eyes. "I'm sorry," he said. He walked away.
Jon came up to Alanna and hugged her tight. "I'm sorry," he said. "But he was really bad, for you and others…"
She pushed him away. "Don't, Jon," she said despairingly. Alanna walked away.
Jon sighed and shook his head. He guessed Alanna really didn't see that Cole was bad. As Alanna walked away, she thought a similar thing – Jon didn't see what she saw in Cole's face – therefore he just didn't understand.
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Alanna was cleaning up her room and packing her bags. Elisia came in.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
Alanna handed her a letter. Elisia noted it had the crest of the convent that she and Alanna had come from. She opened it, her hands cold.
It read:
Dear Lady Alanna,
It has come to our attention that you have not accomplished to gain yourself and eligible male as a husband. We advise you to please hurry up as there are plenty more girls waiting at the Convent for their chance to go to the Palace, and since you have had a month and a half, it is well past your due time to leave the Palace.
Sincerely,
The Head Priestess at the Convent of the Mothers' Water (A/N I'm not sure if they actually name the convent Alanna was supposed to go to so I just made one up!)
Elisia threw the letter on the bed. "So you're leaving?" she asked. "Just like that? You can't! I'll die without you!"
"It's all right for you," Alanna told you. "At least you're being courted. I'm not – I have to leave." Pleading filled Alanna's eyes. "Please don't feel sad," she told her friend. "You'll break my heart."
Elisia gave Alanna a huge hug. "Oh, Alanna," she said. "You're being courted!"
"I am not!" Alanna said.
"Oh?" asked Elisia, her voice sceptical. "What about Prince Jonathan?" she asked.
"Well," Alanna said slowly, "If he is courting me, he's being very discreet. Isn't he supposed to let me know outright?"
Elisia giggled. "That sounds odd, coming from you," she said. "I never knew you paid even the slightest bit of attention to what the Priestesses were saying!"
Alanna smiled. "Oh, I know," she said. "But – oh, I don't know. It just seems easier to leave. I'll go back to the Convent, I'll probably be roped into doing something there – you never know, one of the Priestesses may lose their mind and make me teach!" she giggled.
Elisia smiled too. "I know the only thing you paid attention to was writing – you would've learnt that here to."
"I know. But I just – I just don't know, I guess. I'm still in a blur with what to do with my life. I can't be a warrior maiden – it's too late for that. I will not marry and raise goggle-headed children, and I don't want to spend my life doing nothing! I want to be remembered."
"I understand," Elisia said, hugging her tightly. "Just please consider what I said – I'd die without you!" She went into her room, closing the door silently behind her.
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Just a short chapter, I know, sorry peeps! I'll update soon, I promise, I've just been putting a lot of thought into my new fic, Keladry and Cleon. It's just short, and r/r please people!
1 Goodbye
Alanna wept silently, kneeling beside Cole's deathbed. She was wearing a black lace dress, and very uncomfortable black shoes. She knew she had only known Cole a short while, but she felt like she had known him a lifetime.
She slowly moved up and walked away, tears still streaming down her cheeks. She looked about her. Nearly everyone, it seemed, was there. All the Knights that had known Cole and a few of the Pages were present, including Jon, Alex, Roaul, Gary and Thom. Elisia was also present and so was Duke Baird, the King and Queen, The Lord Provost and many more.
It was a sorrowful sight indeed. Black was worn everywhere, and Cole's mother was crying loudly on her husband's suit. (A/N Hey sorry if you guy's didn't like me killing Cole but I kinda didn't like him anymore and I thought to re-write the chapters would confuse you so I just kinda killed him – I'll introduce a new character for Alanna if you want!!)
Duke Roger was there also. Alanna remembered her conversation with Cole in the forest. Like it or no, Alanna still got the shivers at Duke Roger. He creeped her out. There was just something about him that gave her the shivers – she was no expert, but her instincts assured her that he wasn't a good person to get to know.
"My dear Alanna," Duke Roger came towards her. Alanna curtsied, her nerves quivering. Duke Roger smiled, saying, "No need for formality." He hugged her lightly. Alanna hugged back stiffly, not wanting to be rude. Without Alanna's knowing, he placed a small, black gem on the center of Alanna's neck.
He let her go. Fake tears brushed his perfect blue eyes. "I'm sorry," he said. He walked away.
Jon came up to Alanna and hugged her tight. "I'm sorry," he said. "But he was really bad, for you and others…"
She pushed him away. "Don't, Jon," she said despairingly. Alanna walked away.
Jon sighed and shook his head. He guessed Alanna really didn't see that Cole was bad. As Alanna walked away, she thought a similar thing – Jon didn't see what she saw in Cole's face – therefore he just didn't understand.
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Alanna was cleaning up her room and packing her bags. Elisia came in.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
Alanna handed her a letter. Elisia noted it had the crest of the convent that she and Alanna had come from. She opened it, her hands cold.
It read:
Dear Lady Alanna,
It has come to our attention that you have not accomplished to gain yourself and eligible male as a husband. We advise you to please hurry up as there are plenty more girls waiting at the Convent for their chance to go to the Palace, and since you have had a month and a half, it is well past your due time to leave the Palace.
Sincerely,
The Head Priestess at the Convent of the Mothers' Water (A/N I'm not sure if they actually name the convent Alanna was supposed to go to so I just made one up!)
Elisia threw the letter on the bed. "So you're leaving?" she asked. "Just like that? You can't! I'll die without you!"
"It's all right for you," Alanna told you. "At least you're being courted. I'm not – I have to leave." Pleading filled Alanna's eyes. "Please don't feel sad," she told her friend. "You'll break my heart."
Elisia gave Alanna a huge hug. "Oh, Alanna," she said. "You're being courted!"
"I am not!" Alanna said.
"Oh?" asked Elisia, her voice sceptical. "What about Prince Jonathan?" she asked.
"Well," Alanna said slowly, "If he is courting me, he's being very discreet. Isn't he supposed to let me know outright?"
Elisia giggled. "That sounds odd, coming from you," she said. "I never knew you paid even the slightest bit of attention to what the Priestesses were saying!"
Alanna smiled. "Oh, I know," she said. "But – oh, I don't know. It just seems easier to leave. I'll go back to the Convent, I'll probably be roped into doing something there – you never know, one of the Priestesses may lose their mind and make me teach!" she giggled.
Elisia smiled too. "I know the only thing you paid attention to was writing – you would've learnt that here to."
"I know. But I just – I just don't know, I guess. I'm still in a blur with what to do with my life. I can't be a warrior maiden – it's too late for that. I will not marry and raise goggle-headed children, and I don't want to spend my life doing nothing! I want to be remembered."
"I understand," Elisia said, hugging her tightly. "Just please consider what I said – I'd die without you!" She went into her room, closing the door silently behind her.
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Just a short chapter, I know, sorry peeps! I'll update soon, I promise, I've just been putting a lot of thought into my new fic, Keladry and Cleon. It's just short, and r/r please people!