~*Chapter 4*~
Still 1 day before the Royal wedding of Princess Thayet and King Jonathan
"My beautiful lioness," he whispered, suddenly very near to her. He reached his hand up and brushed a stray lock of hair from her face. He lowered his face, their noses touching on the tip they were so close.
"Jon.I." Alanna's words were cut of by Jon as he bent down and kissed her passionately. All those feelings she had felt a certain moolit night in the Royal gardens all those years ago came rushing back.
"Jon! Alanna! Mithros am I glad I've found you," shouted a relieved voice from the end of the stables. The pair leapt apart like frightened animals and Alanna continued to attend to Moonlight. It was Raoul. "Both Gareth's a going spare, there was an emergency meeting to discuss the famines and we couldn't find our King, or his Champion for that matter. Anyway you better come quick."
"I'll be a bit late, send my apologies to all," said Alanna quickly. "I want to at least clean myself slightly." She didn't look at Jon; she dared not to. If Raoul noticed any awkwardness between them he certainly didn't let on that he knew anything.
"We're going to finish this talk afterwards," Jon whispered before walking away with the immensely impatient Raoul.
"I can't do this Moonlight, it's not right. To George or Thayet."
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"Jon, what happened in the stables was a mistake," she explained once the meeting was over. She had waited patiently until everyone had departed before approaching him.
"Then why did it feel so right?"
"It didn't, it felt like we were betraying George and Thayet."
Jon turned away from Alanna and looked down at the table. "We have a history together that is longer than with either George or Thayet. You can't just erase that."
"You have to Jon!" Alanna half yelled. "You are getting married tomorrow,"
"Ok, just go Alanna. I'll see you tonight at the ball."
Angry violet eyes glared at Jon, if looks could kill Jon would be in the morgue. She intensely disliked that tone he used, telling her to go away as if she were a small child or a dog.
"Of course, your majesty," her voice dripped with sarcasm as she spoke. She curtsied mockingly before leaving the room. No one else would dare address him in that manner; and then again no one made him feel so alive. Alanna had spirit in abundance and he felt all the more exuberant around her. Certainly they had their arguments, their ups and their downs. If he married Thayet tomorrow he would have to relinquish all his feelings for Alanna. Were there really such things as second chances?
A/N; Ok peoples, what did you think???!!! I value each and every review I have gotten and it would be absolutely dandy if I got some more *nudge nudge, wink wink*. Well, that was subtle! And like who the hell uses the word dandy. Don't stress, even I find myself weird sometimes. Neways please pretty please r/r, I would lurve to get up to 30. *laughs quietly to herself* but that probably won't happen. But I'll refuse to post if people don't r/r. Actually I would probably just keep posting just to annoy people and make sure everyone knows I'm not going away, MWA HA HA HA!!!!! I'm done.
Love you all
Luv Seraya
PS: The wonderful goddess Tamora Pierce owns all these characters. That would figure since this is the Tamora Pierce section but anyway..
Still 1 day before the Royal wedding of Princess Thayet and King Jonathan
"My beautiful lioness," he whispered, suddenly very near to her. He reached his hand up and brushed a stray lock of hair from her face. He lowered his face, their noses touching on the tip they were so close.
"Jon.I." Alanna's words were cut of by Jon as he bent down and kissed her passionately. All those feelings she had felt a certain moolit night in the Royal gardens all those years ago came rushing back.
"Jon! Alanna! Mithros am I glad I've found you," shouted a relieved voice from the end of the stables. The pair leapt apart like frightened animals and Alanna continued to attend to Moonlight. It was Raoul. "Both Gareth's a going spare, there was an emergency meeting to discuss the famines and we couldn't find our King, or his Champion for that matter. Anyway you better come quick."
"I'll be a bit late, send my apologies to all," said Alanna quickly. "I want to at least clean myself slightly." She didn't look at Jon; she dared not to. If Raoul noticed any awkwardness between them he certainly didn't let on that he knew anything.
"We're going to finish this talk afterwards," Jon whispered before walking away with the immensely impatient Raoul.
"I can't do this Moonlight, it's not right. To George or Thayet."
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
"Jon, what happened in the stables was a mistake," she explained once the meeting was over. She had waited patiently until everyone had departed before approaching him.
"Then why did it feel so right?"
"It didn't, it felt like we were betraying George and Thayet."
Jon turned away from Alanna and looked down at the table. "We have a history together that is longer than with either George or Thayet. You can't just erase that."
"You have to Jon!" Alanna half yelled. "You are getting married tomorrow,"
"Ok, just go Alanna. I'll see you tonight at the ball."
Angry violet eyes glared at Jon, if looks could kill Jon would be in the morgue. She intensely disliked that tone he used, telling her to go away as if she were a small child or a dog.
"Of course, your majesty," her voice dripped with sarcasm as she spoke. She curtsied mockingly before leaving the room. No one else would dare address him in that manner; and then again no one made him feel so alive. Alanna had spirit in abundance and he felt all the more exuberant around her. Certainly they had their arguments, their ups and their downs. If he married Thayet tomorrow he would have to relinquish all his feelings for Alanna. Were there really such things as second chances?
A/N; Ok peoples, what did you think???!!! I value each and every review I have gotten and it would be absolutely dandy if I got some more *nudge nudge, wink wink*. Well, that was subtle! And like who the hell uses the word dandy. Don't stress, even I find myself weird sometimes. Neways please pretty please r/r, I would lurve to get up to 30. *laughs quietly to herself* but that probably won't happen. But I'll refuse to post if people don't r/r. Actually I would probably just keep posting just to annoy people and make sure everyone knows I'm not going away, MWA HA HA HA!!!!! I'm done.
Love you all
Luv Seraya
PS: The wonderful goddess Tamora Pierce owns all these characters. That would figure since this is the Tamora Pierce section but anyway..