The Truth That Makes Me Cry
Chapter 2
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By earthfire
After Duke Baird, had come in and given Alanna a concise examination to make sure there was no immediate problem with her, he ordered
Numair and George to lift her gently onto the bed and made sure
they let her get some rest.
As the Duke gave an agitated Alanna a strong sleeping potion,
he left them looking extremely concerned. On the way out he told
Jon that he need to give Alanna a complete examination to double check nothing was wrong.
Soon after that everyone except George left, to give Alanna some
peace. George would not move until he knew what was wrong. They all felt it best if they leave him be.
As the last person closed the door, George looked down on his sleeping wife.
Her eyes were tightly closed, as if she faced some unknown demon.
Her soft lips where pressed into a tight line. Her tanned forehead creased into a frown.
George was worried. In fact he was more than worried. He knew
that his wife could take care of herself, but he doubted if she
could handle this. She could not use her strength, her wits, or
her charm to get her out. She was alone. And George did not like it.
It was not like Alanna at all. She rarely cried, and when she did
it was not in his presence. It was as if she thought it weak to
show emotion. George on the other hand, thought this was wrong.
Everyone need release, even his Lioness.
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He had no idea how long he spent watching his wife. He neither slept,
nor ate. He would just watch, hoping that there would be a change in her condition.
Finally when Duke Baird came back with assistance, to give Alanna
a check over, George left to get something to eat. As he was on
his way out, Baird told him that he would call Jon and the others
when he was done to report on what he had found. As George turned
to go once again, a reassuring arm on his shoulder stopped him.
Baird smiled kindly at him and told him not to worry, that everything would be all right.
George sulkily left to get something to eat.
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Alanna's POV
What was happing? Where was she?
All she could see was darkness. No light, no familiar face, nothing. What was going on?
There she is. She can't escape us. She's not smart enough.
Trying to hide is she? Well if I was she I would be to. I would be ashamed.
She's a failure. Can't do anything right.
I agree. After all, itÕs her fault her brother is dead. She
could have saved him. But she didn't.
At this point Alanna was ready to cry out. But she didn't. She
would not give her tormenters that satisfaction.
She is hopeless. Doomed.
She should quit while she's ahead. Go live out the rest of her
life as a hermit. Would be the best for everyone.
Or she could kill herself. That would end it all. Not more responsibility,
no more pressure, no more hurting others.
Best of all, she could be with her mother, father and brother.
Not that she father would care. He would be ashamed. His daughter
could have been so much more. But no, she was too stubborn for
her own good. Yes, she should end it now.
That did it. Alanna cried out. She could not help it anymore.
Tears streaked her face. Why did they have to be right? She should end it now. It would be the best for everyone.
Alanna thrashed and tried to get out. But she was quite weak, so she did not get far. She was quickly sedated by one of the other healers in the room.
Baird looked confused. He had gotten what he wanted. Just in time it seemed. He should go call a meeting now and inform the others.
They would not be happy with his findings.
He strode out of the room, and called a nearby page. The page
was to fetch Numair, Daine, George, Jon, Raoul and Thayet to the
Council Room. Immediately. The page nodded his understanding and ran off, to do as he was told.
Baird set off at a brisk walk to meet them there.
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George's POV
He had been called to the Council Room by an out of breath page.
He assumed it would be about Alanna.
As Duke Baird came in, he nodded his head to everyone in the room
and motioned them all to sit down.
There was a moment of terse silence that was quickly broken by Jon.
"What is wrong with her then? Is it all just stress? Or something
more?" He added that end bit softly.
Baird took a long steadying breath.
"The truth is that while she was at the celebration banquet, well
it turns out the Alanna was poisoned."
"WHAT!" George and Jon yelled simultaneously.
"You see, when I gave Alanna the full testing, I found something
in her bloodstream that should not be. It is a liquid called Icecold.
It is a slow acting poison that affects the mind. In this case
it seems that it is affecting Alanna's brain, and thus causing her to 'hear' voices."
"How do we counteract this poison?" George asked instantaneously.