~*Chapter 15*~
"Be there a point to going on?
For I swear I know it not.
From one disaster and thus to the next
Is a common pattern for life.
The sun may rise and fall
And so may the moon.
But I shalt not be a part of this world.
Disappointment reigns around me
And thus so I shalt conclude my emotions"
Gabriella Isabella read out aloud the beginning of her new poem. She was sitting in the healers wing where George lay, silent and still. She had found there was some comfort in writing poems here and then reading them aloud to a silent audience. People had thought she had gone mad, maybe she had. She honestly did not care, what was the point of living when there was nothing but broken dreams and unhappiness. Alanna seemed blissfully happy with her King and her former lover, the one she had waited so long for to rescue her, was married and had three children to a stupid, simple minded noble woman. They now lived in fief Enderlin, the fief that she felt was rightfully her place, but had never happened.
"I wonder whether you shall ever wake?" she asked the Baron. Obviously there was no answer. "You seem like a quite nice person. I shall classify us as friends since I have read all my poems to you. Even though you know not who I am."
She sighed and continued writing her poem.
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"You know Jon, there should be a group of warriors for common born females." Said Alanna absently one morning when they were still snuggled up in bed out of the cold icy winter morning.
"You're right. That would be a good idea. You could train them and now that would be damn formidable army force. You could call them the Queens Warriors." He looked slyly to Alanna, who laughed and pushed him.
"Who said I had any plans to be a Queen?" Jon wrapped his arm around her.
"You would make such a lovely . . . er . . . scary Queen."
Alanna glared at him playfully. "Yes, I suppose I would be pretty scary. But not as a Queen."
"Why not as a Queen?"
"Because."
"Why?
"Just because."
"Hey, that's not an answer . . ." Alanna cut him off by kissing him.
"You should learn when to just shut up Jon," she said mischievously before kissing him again.
"Alanna?"
"Mmm?"
"I asked you this a long time ago when we were both young and immature, and I'm going to ask it again. Would you marry me?"
A/N: Yes, I know it's a very short chapter but I just had to post something after being so silent and not posting anything for so long. And I am sincerely sorry, I was doing work experience and then I got kicked out of home so it was all just one huge mess. But hopefully now that there is a bit of stability in my life I can update more. And woohoo! I reached over 100 reviews!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you my angels in disguise who have reviewed. Keep up the good reviewing and I'll keep posting more.
Luv Seraya xoxoxoxoxoxoxo
"Be there a point to going on?
For I swear I know it not.
From one disaster and thus to the next
Is a common pattern for life.
The sun may rise and fall
And so may the moon.
But I shalt not be a part of this world.
Disappointment reigns around me
And thus so I shalt conclude my emotions"
Gabriella Isabella read out aloud the beginning of her new poem. She was sitting in the healers wing where George lay, silent and still. She had found there was some comfort in writing poems here and then reading them aloud to a silent audience. People had thought she had gone mad, maybe she had. She honestly did not care, what was the point of living when there was nothing but broken dreams and unhappiness. Alanna seemed blissfully happy with her King and her former lover, the one she had waited so long for to rescue her, was married and had three children to a stupid, simple minded noble woman. They now lived in fief Enderlin, the fief that she felt was rightfully her place, but had never happened.
"I wonder whether you shall ever wake?" she asked the Baron. Obviously there was no answer. "You seem like a quite nice person. I shall classify us as friends since I have read all my poems to you. Even though you know not who I am."
She sighed and continued writing her poem.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
"You know Jon, there should be a group of warriors for common born females." Said Alanna absently one morning when they were still snuggled up in bed out of the cold icy winter morning.
"You're right. That would be a good idea. You could train them and now that would be damn formidable army force. You could call them the Queens Warriors." He looked slyly to Alanna, who laughed and pushed him.
"Who said I had any plans to be a Queen?" Jon wrapped his arm around her.
"You would make such a lovely . . . er . . . scary Queen."
Alanna glared at him playfully. "Yes, I suppose I would be pretty scary. But not as a Queen."
"Why not as a Queen?"
"Because."
"Why?
"Just because."
"Hey, that's not an answer . . ." Alanna cut him off by kissing him.
"You should learn when to just shut up Jon," she said mischievously before kissing him again.
"Alanna?"
"Mmm?"
"I asked you this a long time ago when we were both young and immature, and I'm going to ask it again. Would you marry me?"
A/N: Yes, I know it's a very short chapter but I just had to post something after being so silent and not posting anything for so long. And I am sincerely sorry, I was doing work experience and then I got kicked out of home so it was all just one huge mess. But hopefully now that there is a bit of stability in my life I can update more. And woohoo! I reached over 100 reviews!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you my angels in disguise who have reviewed. Keep up the good reviewing and I'll keep posting more.
Luv Seraya xoxoxoxoxoxoxo