The Truth That Makes Me Cry
Chapter 8
A/N: Plz review! If I don't get up to 60 reviews, the next chapter WON'T COME OUT! It's only five reviews needed! You have been warned! Flames and comments welcome! Tell me if I should leave it here, or if I should carry on! Sorry this took so long to come out! It's been like 2 months! Sorry!
*ducks the fruit being throw at her*
Also special thanx to my beta reader, ShadowSorceress! And thanx to all of you who reviewed Also a big thanks you to Aurora! Who kept encouraging me to write, and also help me banish my writer's block, and helping me with later ideas for this story! And if anyone actually read this, I apologise in advance for the amount of sweetness in this chapter. This story will soon be drawing to an end, one or two chapters left, and then I will continue with the sequel to the Wrath of Chaos. Disclaimer: As usual none of these characters are mine! But a girl sure can wish!
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It had been about seven months since George had returned with Alanna in his arms. The anti dote had been administered, and Alanna was on her way to a full recovery. Well, as mush of a recovery as someone can be with amnesia can.
Alanna had regained many of her memories. It had been a long and painful process.
George had recounted, most of the adventures Alanna had gotten herself into. Starting from the time she ducked her brother in the fishpond, through her years till her became a knight, and most of the time when they were together as a married couple.
Alanna had many frequent visitors who told her about themselves and the time spent together, ranging from her own children, the King and Queen and their children, Daine and Numair: who were accompanied with a few pf the palaces animals. Many of Alanna's old friends had been round to see how she was doing, and not surprisingly many pages and squires had been to see her. It had made Alanna happy to see how many people truly cared about her.
George was waiting anxiously for the rest of here memories to surface, as well for her to regain her knowledge of her fighting and war mages skills. If they were attacked then there would be trouble.
After a few months of Alanna's return, news of her accident, which I might add, was a well-kept secret, managed to become the gossip of whole villages. George was becoming worried. He was sure they would be attacked, after all, who would pass up an opportunity like this? It was a chance for someone to finally rid the world of the King's Champion. They would be the envy of evildoers around the world. They all waited with baited breath for the attack that never came.
*One Week Later*
George was riding his stallion and Alanna was riding her mare. They were going to have a picnic in the forest. They had not done that since the accident, and George hoped that it might help Alanna regain some more of her memories.
They entered a small clearing. It was cosy spot, and they used to come here on occasion, just to spend time with each other, to get away from the stress and strain of work and always being in constant danger. It was fairly enclosed and had a stream running with fresh spring water. They were far away from anyone else that they would not be disturbed. They were flowers everyone; it was a very tranquil place to be in.
George let the horses roam free to graze and laid the red checked blanket on the ground and when Alanna sat beside him, he took her hand in his. "We used to come here together just to watch the sunset. We both haven't been here for a while, as we have been busy with work. But I thought I might be a wonderful way to relax. You deserve it lass. You've been through so much." Alanna didn't say anything; she just rested her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes.
Suddenly there was a rustle in the surrounding bushes. George quietly stood up and pushed Alanna behind him. He pulled out his dagger. No one knew they where here, and no of their friends knew about this place, Alanna and he had agreed to keep it their secret. That only meant that they had been followed, and that meant trouble.
Then just as he thought he had imagined the sound, a band of men on horseback came galloping into their clearing. They were surrounded. George glanced around worriedly. Under normal circumstances, together Alanna and he would be able to take them. But these were not normal circumstances, Alanna didn't remember how to fight let alone remember the skills she learnt as a knight.
A tall man came forward; he looked to be the leader of the group. He smirked, and spoke coldly to them, "Look what we have here lads. Looks like the Champion and her spouse. Aw." He spat. "He is trying to protect her! I wonder why.maybe it's because she don't remember!" He laughed. "It looks like you're in trouble mate. You can't take us all." He motioned with his hand and he and his men advanced towards them, swords and daggers raised.
As they came at George he tried his best to protect his beloved wife. He wouldn't let anything happen to her!
The sound of metal on metal rang out through the clearing and sword fought sword for dominance. However, George could only take so many on his own. A man who had creep up behind him suddenly stuck him. George fell to his knees. He could hear cruel laughter and screaming.
Meanwhile Alanna had watched this with growing horror. This couldn't be happening! Not now! As she watched Gorge fall to his knees in pain, something unexpected came over her. Anger. Anger and rage like she had never experienced before. She suddenly became dizzy and she too fell to his knees. Her vision clouded, as memory after memory assaulted her. From the times with her Father and Thom, to her days of training, and battles and memories of Jon and George had hers marriage, their beautiful children and their friends. It all came back to her. She could remember everything. She knew who she was! She grabbed a near by sword and leapt forward voicing her famous battle cry.
"I am Alanna, the Lioness, King's Champion. You dare challenge me?" She roared in out rage. They would pay.
She wielded the sword like she once did, but with renewed vigour. She sword went backwards and forwards, flashing through the air, the sun making it glimmer this way and that.
The enemy wide eyed, stammered. The Lioness was back! Running back to their horses they mounted and galloped away into the distance. Alanna allowed herself to smirk. She still had her touch.
Alanna walked casually over to where her husband, who was thankfully unharmed. "Need a hand dear?" George came to his feet and enveloped her in a bone-crushing embrace. "Thank the Gods and Goddesses you are alright!" He whispered with such heart-felt emotion into her ear. "It's alright love, everything will be fine. I'm home."
A/N: Plz review! If I don't get up to 60 reviews, the next chapter WON'T COME OUT! It's only five reviews needed! You have been warned! Flames and comments welcome! Tell me if I should leave it here, or if I should carry on! Sorry this took so long to come out! It's been like 2 months! Sorry!
*ducks the fruit being throw at her*
Also special thanx to my beta reader, ShadowSorceress! And thanx to all of you who reviewed Also a big thanks you to Aurora! Who kept encouraging me to write, and also help me banish my writer's block, and helping me with later ideas for this story! And if anyone actually read this, I apologise in advance for the amount of sweetness in this chapter. This story will soon be drawing to an end, one or two chapters left, and then I will continue with the sequel to the Wrath of Chaos. Disclaimer: As usual none of these characters are mine! But a girl sure can wish!
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It had been about seven months since George had returned with Alanna in his arms. The anti dote had been administered, and Alanna was on her way to a full recovery. Well, as mush of a recovery as someone can be with amnesia can.
Alanna had regained many of her memories. It had been a long and painful process.
George had recounted, most of the adventures Alanna had gotten herself into. Starting from the time she ducked her brother in the fishpond, through her years till her became a knight, and most of the time when they were together as a married couple.
Alanna had many frequent visitors who told her about themselves and the time spent together, ranging from her own children, the King and Queen and their children, Daine and Numair: who were accompanied with a few pf the palaces animals. Many of Alanna's old friends had been round to see how she was doing, and not surprisingly many pages and squires had been to see her. It had made Alanna happy to see how many people truly cared about her.
George was waiting anxiously for the rest of here memories to surface, as well for her to regain her knowledge of her fighting and war mages skills. If they were attacked then there would be trouble.
After a few months of Alanna's return, news of her accident, which I might add, was a well-kept secret, managed to become the gossip of whole villages. George was becoming worried. He was sure they would be attacked, after all, who would pass up an opportunity like this? It was a chance for someone to finally rid the world of the King's Champion. They would be the envy of evildoers around the world. They all waited with baited breath for the attack that never came.
*One Week Later*
George was riding his stallion and Alanna was riding her mare. They were going to have a picnic in the forest. They had not done that since the accident, and George hoped that it might help Alanna regain some more of her memories.
They entered a small clearing. It was cosy spot, and they used to come here on occasion, just to spend time with each other, to get away from the stress and strain of work and always being in constant danger. It was fairly enclosed and had a stream running with fresh spring water. They were far away from anyone else that they would not be disturbed. They were flowers everyone; it was a very tranquil place to be in.
George let the horses roam free to graze and laid the red checked blanket on the ground and when Alanna sat beside him, he took her hand in his. "We used to come here together just to watch the sunset. We both haven't been here for a while, as we have been busy with work. But I thought I might be a wonderful way to relax. You deserve it lass. You've been through so much." Alanna didn't say anything; she just rested her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes.
Suddenly there was a rustle in the surrounding bushes. George quietly stood up and pushed Alanna behind him. He pulled out his dagger. No one knew they where here, and no of their friends knew about this place, Alanna and he had agreed to keep it their secret. That only meant that they had been followed, and that meant trouble.
Then just as he thought he had imagined the sound, a band of men on horseback came galloping into their clearing. They were surrounded. George glanced around worriedly. Under normal circumstances, together Alanna and he would be able to take them. But these were not normal circumstances, Alanna didn't remember how to fight let alone remember the skills she learnt as a knight.
A tall man came forward; he looked to be the leader of the group. He smirked, and spoke coldly to them, "Look what we have here lads. Looks like the Champion and her spouse. Aw." He spat. "He is trying to protect her! I wonder why.maybe it's because she don't remember!" He laughed. "It looks like you're in trouble mate. You can't take us all." He motioned with his hand and he and his men advanced towards them, swords and daggers raised.
As they came at George he tried his best to protect his beloved wife. He wouldn't let anything happen to her!
The sound of metal on metal rang out through the clearing and sword fought sword for dominance. However, George could only take so many on his own. A man who had creep up behind him suddenly stuck him. George fell to his knees. He could hear cruel laughter and screaming.
Meanwhile Alanna had watched this with growing horror. This couldn't be happening! Not now! As she watched Gorge fall to his knees in pain, something unexpected came over her. Anger. Anger and rage like she had never experienced before. She suddenly became dizzy and she too fell to his knees. Her vision clouded, as memory after memory assaulted her. From the times with her Father and Thom, to her days of training, and battles and memories of Jon and George had hers marriage, their beautiful children and their friends. It all came back to her. She could remember everything. She knew who she was! She grabbed a near by sword and leapt forward voicing her famous battle cry.
"I am Alanna, the Lioness, King's Champion. You dare challenge me?" She roared in out rage. They would pay.
She wielded the sword like she once did, but with renewed vigour. She sword went backwards and forwards, flashing through the air, the sun making it glimmer this way and that.
The enemy wide eyed, stammered. The Lioness was back! Running back to their horses they mounted and galloped away into the distance. Alanna allowed herself to smirk. She still had her touch.
Alanna walked casually over to where her husband, who was thankfully unharmed. "Need a hand dear?" George came to his feet and enveloped her in a bone-crushing embrace. "Thank the Gods and Goddesses you are alright!" He whispered with such heart-felt emotion into her ear. "It's alright love, everything will be fine. I'm home."