Everyone Has Their Faults- Chapter 2
Disclaimer: See Ch 1
It had started a week ago, after the war with Scanra started. They'd had to postpone Roald and Shinkokami's wedding until after it was over. They had yet to find a husband for Kalasin. It was late at night; Jon had just come back from a council meeting, thick stack of papers in hand. Thayet was sitting in the window seat reading in a book. "How'd it go?" she asked without looking up. "I hate this job sometimes," he muttered. "No breaks, no vacations." He banged his fist on a nearby desk, sending papers flying. Thayet's head snapped up. "Jon, are you okay?" He strode toward her and kissed her fiercely. "Jon-" he slapped her across the face. For a moment she was too shocked to do anything but stare out the window that her head had been forced to look at from the force of the slap. Then she felt herself being pulled up and hugged against him. "I'm sorry, baby," he murmured, stroking her hair. "I'm sorry." Then he released her and walked out of the room, leaving a puzzled and slightly afraid Thayet.
A/N: K, that was really short and abrupt. It didn't really make a lot of sense, but oh well. My angst is always weird. I guess the idea is that Jon is really stressed out and it has nowhere to go. Or he feels like he has no control over what's happening in Tortall and he's taking it out on Thayet. Interpret it any way you want. Review, my babies! You can flame me if you tell me why it was such a piece of crap.
Disclaimer: See Ch 1
It had started a week ago, after the war with Scanra started. They'd had to postpone Roald and Shinkokami's wedding until after it was over. They had yet to find a husband for Kalasin. It was late at night; Jon had just come back from a council meeting, thick stack of papers in hand. Thayet was sitting in the window seat reading in a book. "How'd it go?" she asked without looking up. "I hate this job sometimes," he muttered. "No breaks, no vacations." He banged his fist on a nearby desk, sending papers flying. Thayet's head snapped up. "Jon, are you okay?" He strode toward her and kissed her fiercely. "Jon-" he slapped her across the face. For a moment she was too shocked to do anything but stare out the window that her head had been forced to look at from the force of the slap. Then she felt herself being pulled up and hugged against him. "I'm sorry, baby," he murmured, stroking her hair. "I'm sorry." Then he released her and walked out of the room, leaving a puzzled and slightly afraid Thayet.
A/N: K, that was really short and abrupt. It didn't really make a lot of sense, but oh well. My angst is always weird. I guess the idea is that Jon is really stressed out and it has nowhere to go. Or he feels like he has no control over what's happening in Tortall and he's taking it out on Thayet. Interpret it any way you want. Review, my babies! You can flame me if you tell me why it was such a piece of crap.