~*Chapter 10*~
"She's very pretty, don't you think?" Jackek asked Louis one night as they played chess late one night. He absently stared at the fire flickering in the hearth. The room they sat in was richly decorated, the huge amount of money the Clan of Amorath had made over the years had paid for every nice thing every member of the clan owned.
"Who milord?" asked Louis, trying to figure out where to move.
"Alanna." He replied. "She's not weak looking like most of the girls we capture. So strong and individual, and Goddess, those eyes." He whistled. "She's gorgeous."
"Ye' can't go fallin' in love with the prisoners now Milord Jackek,"
"Oh, I know. Nothing could happen, she must despise me, but, she's. . ." his voice trailed off. "Bring her up here, I think as a noble she deserves a nice dinner. Don't you?"
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Alanna worked on her punches against the wall, it was hard, rough and caused her hands to bleed, however she would not let herself get out of shape. She had become fast friends with her 'inmate' Gabriella Isabella, and they shared stories of grief and happiness. Gabriella taught Alanna how to write poetry and in turn Alanna taught Gabriella to fight. Just basic Shang blows and punches, but it was pretty difficult to teach anything else when they were in chains.
"I think Jonathan will come for you," said Gabriella, watching Alanna work on her punches. "He must love you a great deal."
Alanna stopped and wiped the sweat away from her forehead. "For all I know he's happily married to Thayet. They'll be good together." She tried to shove the image of a blissfully happy Jon and Thayet on their wedding day; out of her mind.
She spun around as the weakling Louis opened the door to her cell. "Milord Jackek requests your company in his chambers."
Alanna looked at the man and walked up to him. "Only if Gabriella comes with me." She said sternly. The man looked pathetically at her and mumbled the answer:
"I'll go ask his lordship," as he turned to leave, she slammed her fist into his back. He fell harshly on the stone floor, gasping for air. She crouched and waited for him to move, he attempted to get up but found Alanna's fist smash into his nose, his nose was bleeding and he sobbed like a little child. Gabriella had once snapped off one of the rotten metal window bars and had hidden it as a possible weapon one down. She now snuck up behind him and smacked him hard over the head with the bar.
Louis fell, unconscious. Both women were breathing hard but acted quickly. Gabriella grabbed the keys from the unconscious Louis and undid hers and Alanna's chains. Once free Alanna undid Louis's sword from his waist and strapped it around her own. She hid one of his daggers in her shoe and gave the other three to Gabriella.
"Wow, I've never knocked anyone unconscious before." Said an awed Gabriella Isabella.
"No time to ponder it. Let's go."
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Jon walked slowly away from the small room; to most it was known as the interrogation room. The select members of the TSIA (Tortall Secret Investigation Association) had discovered who was Amorath's link to the palace and he was being questioned. Jon had stayed for a short while but the violent hate he felt to the man had been reaching boiling point. This ignorant, awful man was partly responsible for the kidnapping and harm of Alanna; his Alanna.
He walked with purpose, because something had become increasingly clear through this whole affair and there were several people he needed to talk to.
A/N: Ok, that's fairly obvious what Jon needs to talk about but anyhow. This might be my last chapter since there was a distinct lack of interest in the last chapter. And I'm starting to think this story is stupid. Please tell me if you think it's stupid to. Or if you like it and want me to keep going then, **drops to her knees** please review, please pretty please.
Oh, if you hadn't realized these characters and setting belong to the almighty Tamora Pierce EXCEPT the plot, Gabriella Isabella, Jackek, Louis and the Clan of Amorath oh yeah and TSIA belong to me too.
Luv you all.
Luv Seraya xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
"She's very pretty, don't you think?" Jackek asked Louis one night as they played chess late one night. He absently stared at the fire flickering in the hearth. The room they sat in was richly decorated, the huge amount of money the Clan of Amorath had made over the years had paid for every nice thing every member of the clan owned.
"Who milord?" asked Louis, trying to figure out where to move.
"Alanna." He replied. "She's not weak looking like most of the girls we capture. So strong and individual, and Goddess, those eyes." He whistled. "She's gorgeous."
"Ye' can't go fallin' in love with the prisoners now Milord Jackek,"
"Oh, I know. Nothing could happen, she must despise me, but, she's. . ." his voice trailed off. "Bring her up here, I think as a noble she deserves a nice dinner. Don't you?"
- - - - - - - - - - - -
Alanna worked on her punches against the wall, it was hard, rough and caused her hands to bleed, however she would not let herself get out of shape. She had become fast friends with her 'inmate' Gabriella Isabella, and they shared stories of grief and happiness. Gabriella taught Alanna how to write poetry and in turn Alanna taught Gabriella to fight. Just basic Shang blows and punches, but it was pretty difficult to teach anything else when they were in chains.
"I think Jonathan will come for you," said Gabriella, watching Alanna work on her punches. "He must love you a great deal."
Alanna stopped and wiped the sweat away from her forehead. "For all I know he's happily married to Thayet. They'll be good together." She tried to shove the image of a blissfully happy Jon and Thayet on their wedding day; out of her mind.
She spun around as the weakling Louis opened the door to her cell. "Milord Jackek requests your company in his chambers."
Alanna looked at the man and walked up to him. "Only if Gabriella comes with me." She said sternly. The man looked pathetically at her and mumbled the answer:
"I'll go ask his lordship," as he turned to leave, she slammed her fist into his back. He fell harshly on the stone floor, gasping for air. She crouched and waited for him to move, he attempted to get up but found Alanna's fist smash into his nose, his nose was bleeding and he sobbed like a little child. Gabriella had once snapped off one of the rotten metal window bars and had hidden it as a possible weapon one down. She now snuck up behind him and smacked him hard over the head with the bar.
Louis fell, unconscious. Both women were breathing hard but acted quickly. Gabriella grabbed the keys from the unconscious Louis and undid hers and Alanna's chains. Once free Alanna undid Louis's sword from his waist and strapped it around her own. She hid one of his daggers in her shoe and gave the other three to Gabriella.
"Wow, I've never knocked anyone unconscious before." Said an awed Gabriella Isabella.
"No time to ponder it. Let's go."
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Jon walked slowly away from the small room; to most it was known as the interrogation room. The select members of the TSIA (Tortall Secret Investigation Association) had discovered who was Amorath's link to the palace and he was being questioned. Jon had stayed for a short while but the violent hate he felt to the man had been reaching boiling point. This ignorant, awful man was partly responsible for the kidnapping and harm of Alanna; his Alanna.
He walked with purpose, because something had become increasingly clear through this whole affair and there were several people he needed to talk to.
A/N: Ok, that's fairly obvious what Jon needs to talk about but anyhow. This might be my last chapter since there was a distinct lack of interest in the last chapter. And I'm starting to think this story is stupid. Please tell me if you think it's stupid to. Or if you like it and want me to keep going then, **drops to her knees** please review, please pretty please.
Oh, if you hadn't realized these characters and setting belong to the almighty Tamora Pierce EXCEPT the plot, Gabriella Isabella, Jackek, Louis and the Clan of Amorath oh yeah and TSIA belong to me too.
Luv you all.
Luv Seraya xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo