~*Chapter 12*~
Alanna tugged the brush roughly through her knotted wet red hair. She shivered even though the water in the bath was pleasantly warm. While she felt sympathetic towards Jackek for having such an awful life of rejection and scandal, what he was doing was morally wrong. It was making innocent people, the kind she was sworn to protect, suffer miserably all for financial gain. But then she thought about George, he was a thief after all, in a way he had made people suffer with the loss of their belongings. Alanna was simply torn between what was right and what felt right.
Moments like this, when she was alone, made her fill with a terrible emptiness. She missed Jon, who she realised she was in love with and she missed her best friend George. She tried her hardest to shove such girly, weak emotions away, to no avail.
During all this deep thought the water had cooled and this time she shivered in earnest. She climbed out of the bath, dried herself and slipped into the clean dress Jackek had given her. She decided to not ask where or why he had acquired it.
"Better?" Jackek asked when Alanna walked back into the dinning/lounge section of his chambers.
"Much."
"Come, I must have you eat something." He gestured to the table newly laid out with food. Suspiciously Alanna discreetly held her token from the Goddess, checking to see if the food had been tampered with. No glow came and she waited until Jackek ate something before she picked up her fork and bit into a piece of chicken.
"This is wonderful!" exclaimed Gabriella. "I haven't eaten anything remotely like this for years." Alanna hid a smile at her friend's reaction, it was decidedly cute.
"Can I ask you a question?" asked Alanna, this was aimed at the blonde man opposite her.
"You just did," replied Jackek. Alanna ignored this.
"Why cause people such misery, surely there is a. . .er. . .better, more honest way to make a living."
"You don't really waste time with polite chit-chat do you?" he asked, not really expecting an answer and spoke again before she could. "No doubt there is, but nothing so lucrative."
"That's so damn selfish!" snapped Alanna.
"I can't deny it's not selfish. But if I knew a way back to being accepted into society, believe me I would do it."
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Jon waited, his ear pressed against the door. It was now they would have to make the move, backed by 15 of the Kings Own, with 136 waiting outside he felt confident that their rescue mission would be successful.
"Now." He mouthed to the men behind him. He slammed the door open which fell with a crash.
Gabriella let out a scream and Alanna leapt to her feet. Sword drawn. Jackek had his sword drawn also, all eyes were at the men at the door. They swept into the room, and had Jackek surrounded in seconds.
"Jon!"
"Alanna!"
Jon rushed to Alanna and swept her up in an embrace. She returned the hug every bit as fiercely. They slid apart slightly and Jon kissed her cheek, causing her to blush and look at the men looking on.
"Be you part of the Clan of Amorath?" asked Jon, still with his arm around Alanna.
"Of course he is stupid." Quipped Alanna quickly. "If he wasn't why the hell would I be here?" Jon laughed and ruffled her hair, quietly whispering "gods I've missed you." Before returning coldly to Jackek.
"As milady says your Majesty, I am of the Clan." He seemed calm, resigned to his fate, knowing now that they had been caught he, and the rest of the Clan, would be sentenced to death.
"Raoul, I'll pass command over to you now."
"As you say Jon,"
Jon led Alanna out of the room and took her outside, the rest of the Kings Own had headed inside the run down castle. For the first time Alanna was alone with Jon; her Jon.
"I've missed you so much," he whispered. He brushed his hand through her hair and down the side of her face. "It was hell not knowing where you were,"
"Jon, there have been plenty of times where you've had no idea where I was." She replied logically, glad that the dark of the night hid the blush creeping across her cheeks. "Alanna, I. . ."
A/N: Oh no! What will happen! Will Jon and Alanna finally get together now that she's been rescued, or will he tell her he's married Thayet?! I guess you'll just all have to review heaps and then you may get to find out. Mwa hahahhahahahaha! Oops sorry, temporary insanity. Anyway, love and hugs to everyone who has read, liked and reviewed my humble little story. I'm so happy coz I've never written a story which has gotten this many reviews, nor been written to this many chapters. And to whoever asked, yes I am from Australia, that's why I only have one week of school left. Except then I have work experience and a theatre performance (not to mention a shit load of practice) so the next few chapters might be the last for a couple of weeks. Sorry! Neways, r/r please pretty please.
Blessed Be
Luv Seraya xoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Alanna tugged the brush roughly through her knotted wet red hair. She shivered even though the water in the bath was pleasantly warm. While she felt sympathetic towards Jackek for having such an awful life of rejection and scandal, what he was doing was morally wrong. It was making innocent people, the kind she was sworn to protect, suffer miserably all for financial gain. But then she thought about George, he was a thief after all, in a way he had made people suffer with the loss of their belongings. Alanna was simply torn between what was right and what felt right.
Moments like this, when she was alone, made her fill with a terrible emptiness. She missed Jon, who she realised she was in love with and she missed her best friend George. She tried her hardest to shove such girly, weak emotions away, to no avail.
During all this deep thought the water had cooled and this time she shivered in earnest. She climbed out of the bath, dried herself and slipped into the clean dress Jackek had given her. She decided to not ask where or why he had acquired it.
"Better?" Jackek asked when Alanna walked back into the dinning/lounge section of his chambers.
"Much."
"Come, I must have you eat something." He gestured to the table newly laid out with food. Suspiciously Alanna discreetly held her token from the Goddess, checking to see if the food had been tampered with. No glow came and she waited until Jackek ate something before she picked up her fork and bit into a piece of chicken.
"This is wonderful!" exclaimed Gabriella. "I haven't eaten anything remotely like this for years." Alanna hid a smile at her friend's reaction, it was decidedly cute.
"Can I ask you a question?" asked Alanna, this was aimed at the blonde man opposite her.
"You just did," replied Jackek. Alanna ignored this.
"Why cause people such misery, surely there is a. . .er. . .better, more honest way to make a living."
"You don't really waste time with polite chit-chat do you?" he asked, not really expecting an answer and spoke again before she could. "No doubt there is, but nothing so lucrative."
"That's so damn selfish!" snapped Alanna.
"I can't deny it's not selfish. But if I knew a way back to being accepted into society, believe me I would do it."
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Jon waited, his ear pressed against the door. It was now they would have to make the move, backed by 15 of the Kings Own, with 136 waiting outside he felt confident that their rescue mission would be successful.
"Now." He mouthed to the men behind him. He slammed the door open which fell with a crash.
Gabriella let out a scream and Alanna leapt to her feet. Sword drawn. Jackek had his sword drawn also, all eyes were at the men at the door. They swept into the room, and had Jackek surrounded in seconds.
"Jon!"
"Alanna!"
Jon rushed to Alanna and swept her up in an embrace. She returned the hug every bit as fiercely. They slid apart slightly and Jon kissed her cheek, causing her to blush and look at the men looking on.
"Be you part of the Clan of Amorath?" asked Jon, still with his arm around Alanna.
"Of course he is stupid." Quipped Alanna quickly. "If he wasn't why the hell would I be here?" Jon laughed and ruffled her hair, quietly whispering "gods I've missed you." Before returning coldly to Jackek.
"As milady says your Majesty, I am of the Clan." He seemed calm, resigned to his fate, knowing now that they had been caught he, and the rest of the Clan, would be sentenced to death.
"Raoul, I'll pass command over to you now."
"As you say Jon,"
Jon led Alanna out of the room and took her outside, the rest of the Kings Own had headed inside the run down castle. For the first time Alanna was alone with Jon; her Jon.
"I've missed you so much," he whispered. He brushed his hand through her hair and down the side of her face. "It was hell not knowing where you were,"
"Jon, there have been plenty of times where you've had no idea where I was." She replied logically, glad that the dark of the night hid the blush creeping across her cheeks. "Alanna, I. . ."
A/N: Oh no! What will happen! Will Jon and Alanna finally get together now that she's been rescued, or will he tell her he's married Thayet?! I guess you'll just all have to review heaps and then you may get to find out. Mwa hahahhahahahaha! Oops sorry, temporary insanity. Anyway, love and hugs to everyone who has read, liked and reviewed my humble little story. I'm so happy coz I've never written a story which has gotten this many reviews, nor been written to this many chapters. And to whoever asked, yes I am from Australia, that's why I only have one week of school left. Except then I have work experience and a theatre performance (not to mention a shit load of practice) so the next few chapters might be the last for a couple of weeks. Sorry! Neways, r/r please pretty please.
Blessed Be
Luv Seraya xoxoxoxoxoxoxo