Disclaimer: All belongs to Tamora Pierce, and all new chars that you might not recognize are mine of course! Though there are no new ones in this!
Warning: this is a spur of the moment typing, so, I don't want any flames! But, if you must, than Fire away!
Alanna paced her room, occasionally looking up at the old veteran on her bed. They needed a plan, and they needed it now! What am I going to do!, Alanna thought vigorously.
"Lass, ye've only two saddle bags, surely a young un like ye can take it!" Coram said from the bed, having watched her pace the last twenty minutes. "I've only got one meself!"
"Cora, you think you can hand the distraction, while I get our stuff out of here!" She asked hopeful. Coram didn't know about George, but he would soon. "Let's do it!"
After Coram had lured the guards away, Alanna slipped into the stables without being spotted. With three saddle bags packed, a quick word to Stefan and the horses were ready. "Where do you plan on going first lass." Asked the soldier, who had just managed to get away from those guards.
"A good friend, you don't know him, his name is George!" She said, not wanting to explain who George was until they got there, and it was too late to turn back.
"HOW DID SH-He GET AWAY"! Bellowed a very angry Roger.
Delia whimpered away from him, as a knock sounded on the door. "Shall I get it my lord, Prince?" She fluttered her eyes and smoothed out her skirts. When Roger nodded she opened the door to a very bewildered looking Alex.
"You said you wanted to see me highness?" Asked Alex, who had only about a year ago become Roger's squire.
"Do you know where Page Alan spends his time in the city?" He asked, one hand on his chin, looking thoughtfully at Alex.
"No your highness, I haven't gone with him." Replied Alex. (A/N: I don't believe that Alex was totally, er, bad then, so I like him a lot in this un!) Alex was clad in the blue and silver of the Contè house.
At the dancing dove Alanna went straight to George's table. "George, I need to talk to you, now!" She almost had to yell in his ear, the Dancing Dove was quite full that night, and the nose was twice as loud.
"All right, hold on. Hey, Solom, Master Alan and I will be in my chambers!" George said to the inn's owner, who sat across the table.
Once in Georges rooms Coram spoke up. "Lass, I think ye better be explainin' something along the lines of what we're doing here!" He said uneasily. He didn't like the look of the King of Thieves, who he didn't know at the time.
"Coram this is my friend George, George this is Coram. Coram, George can help us!" Alanna explained as quickly as she could what had happened. George listened without interruption.
"Alanna, I don't know what you want me to do. I can set you up with some friends of mine, but I doubt you can go anywhere." He squeezed her shoulder in reassurance. "What do you want to do!" \
"As long as it has nothing to do with what yer doin' she'll be just fine!" Coram said crossly!
Alanna glared at Coram. "I'll be doing as I wish, or I was." I'll become a warrior maiden somehow; she thought vigorously, my dreams will not die.
Ok, suggestions in reviews make my day, and help me write, so would you please help me write! Also, I apologize for it being so short!
Special thankees to:
Divine: I am going to make it A/G, as for A/J is no longer possible. J
Dumb Brunette: Reviews are what every author lives on, so your velcome! J
Nessa'fur: I'm glad you think its cool! I'm always open to ideas, so when you review, make it long and sweet with suggestions! J
T'Girl: I luv Alex too! J
Vanessa: I'm going as fast as I can (which is pretty slow…J )
Caisha Evans: this is the next chapter! J
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punkpixie87: I was thinking A/A (ooh, *chants A/A*)! Thanks for reviewing J
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