Chapter 4
Almost finished....
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When the wall of ice was no more (oh, aren't I ever so poetic?), only then did Alanna and her companions emerge from the tunnel, rather shaken, but none worse for the wear.
"Phew!" Alanna exhaled loudly, her face slightly paler than usual. "I thought we were dead!" Her bright blue tunic was speckled with a thin layer of ice, but she didn't care.
Surprisingly, the other knight did not appear to be disturbed by the followings at all, as he was probably already disturbed, mentally, and was dusting flecks of snow off his dull red tunic. Very fussy about his appearance, that knight.
Sir Alan turned to the Lady Knight
*when's the book gonna come out in Australia? That sucks! America's already got it!*
and swept his hat off his head grandly.
*don't ask me where he got the freaking hat, cuz it was just another idea of opposites, since that would be chivalrous, which Alanna is not....actually....I'm not quite sure....I mean, she's a woman, right?*
"I bid you good day, fair lady!" he said, sounding a lot more masculine than he had in the cave. Then, he slid his left foot into the stirrup and, grasping the saddle firmly in both hands, he swung his body up over the saddle, with agility that most gymnasts would kill for. (don't get any ideas, Katie)
*I used to take riding lessons. One of the few things that I remember is that when you mount a horse, you should get up from the left side. I've even forgotten the reason for that, though. Doesn't make sense, I reckon. I mean, your right foot would probably be stronger than your left foot or something....right? Cuz like, if you're right-handed....then....Oh, stuff it! Just forget I said anything, okay?*
"See," muttered Alanna, nudging her cat with her foot. "He got up easily enough."
And Faithful had to agree. However, before he could reply, the man was gone, riding off, side-saddle, into the sunset.
The End
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Did anyone get the side-saddle bit? That's how ladies rode in the olden days, in case you were wondering. If you want, you can review for a sequel. I might and I might not write one though. Depends on how many requests I get.
But anyway.
Thanx 4 reading my story
Seeya!
Almost finished....
*
When the wall of ice was no more (oh, aren't I ever so poetic?), only then did Alanna and her companions emerge from the tunnel, rather shaken, but none worse for the wear.
"Phew!" Alanna exhaled loudly, her face slightly paler than usual. "I thought we were dead!" Her bright blue tunic was speckled with a thin layer of ice, but she didn't care.
Surprisingly, the other knight did not appear to be disturbed by the followings at all, as he was probably already disturbed, mentally, and was dusting flecks of snow off his dull red tunic. Very fussy about his appearance, that knight.
Sir Alan turned to the Lady Knight
*when's the book gonna come out in Australia? That sucks! America's already got it!*
and swept his hat off his head grandly.
*don't ask me where he got the freaking hat, cuz it was just another idea of opposites, since that would be chivalrous, which Alanna is not....actually....I'm not quite sure....I mean, she's a woman, right?*
"I bid you good day, fair lady!" he said, sounding a lot more masculine than he had in the cave. Then, he slid his left foot into the stirrup and, grasping the saddle firmly in both hands, he swung his body up over the saddle, with agility that most gymnasts would kill for. (don't get any ideas, Katie)
*I used to take riding lessons. One of the few things that I remember is that when you mount a horse, you should get up from the left side. I've even forgotten the reason for that, though. Doesn't make sense, I reckon. I mean, your right foot would probably be stronger than your left foot or something....right? Cuz like, if you're right-handed....then....Oh, stuff it! Just forget I said anything, okay?*
"See," muttered Alanna, nudging her cat with her foot. "He got up easily enough."
And Faithful had to agree. However, before he could reply, the man was gone, riding off, side-saddle, into the sunset.
The End
*
Did anyone get the side-saddle bit? That's how ladies rode in the olden days, in case you were wondering. If you want, you can review for a sequel. I might and I might not write one though. Depends on how many requests I get.
But anyway.
Thanx 4 reading my story
Seeya!