********************************************************************************************************
I decided to write more since some peeps R confused, and a lotta people liked it. "Muzzer" is "Mother".
********************************************************************************************************
Chapter 2
"So I take it that you like it?" teased Numair.
"It's a beauty" replied Daine. The ring was a beautifully cut blue stone. The color beared an
unmistakeable resemblance to the color of Daine's eyes. Daine slipped the ring on and then hugged Numair.
"It's a shame about Josiane," sighed Numair.
"This all happened so fast. Where did you meet? And what happened? And did she say her sister is
named Josiane also?" asked a very confused Daine, who looked up at Numair.
Numair sighed, "She was an ex-girlfriend. She visited Carthak with her mother and father, the King
and Queen of the Copper Isles, about ten years back. When I was...involved with her, I didn't know she was
the Princess, other wise I wouldn't have. It's the in-breeding there. It's said there's a crazy one born
every generation, but it seems like they're all going crazy now. One of the Prince's jumped off a balcony
not long ago because he thought he could fly. Anyway, the Queen herself has a little insanity in her.
She named all her daughters "Josiane". All except for one, the youngest. Josiane the Fourth seems to be the
last of the Josianes, and she just passed away today. It's either insanity or natural disasters that have
killed them off."
"Why isn't the youngest named Josiane also?" asked Daine, who was very interested.
"It's rumored that the Jacelyn, the youngest, isn't the King's daughter. She has dark brown hair,
unlike her brothers and sisters. The Royals in the Copper Islands are all blondes," replied Numair.
"What did the King do? And how many Princes and Princesses are left?" asked Daine.
"The King won't believe and and has beheaded some of his men for spreading the rumors. Jacelyn, I
heard, is his favorite. Originally, there were five Princesses and three Princes. Now there are only two
Princes and one Princess left."
"What's going to happen now?" asked Daine.
"The Royals will come here to claim the casket. Now come, we have to attend a meeting."
"A meeting? For what? It's holiday" said Daine.
"Jon called it, probably to discuss the Royals coming," replied Numair.
"Alright, let's go then," said Daine. And together, they walked to the King's meeting room.
******
A week later, Princess Jacelyn of the Copper Isles arrived, along with her father, mother, and
brothers. THe Queen of the Isles was sobbing, and the Princes and the King looked grave. Jacelyn looked
grim. While the Royals were introduced formally, Daine studied her. Jacelyn looked strong-minded and
not silly like her sister. After the introduction, the foreign Queen went up to Jon.
"Why is it *sniff* two of my daughters have died here?" asked the Queen, weeping.
"I am sorry for your loss. My condolences. Please, they died of tragic accidents," said Jon. The
Queen then walked over to Numair.
"Master Numair, my daughter said she was coming to Tortall because she missed you. She did always
talk about you," said the Queen.
"Your daughter was a sweet young woman. It's really a shame she died so young," said Numair. Then
the Queen turned to look at Daine.
"Tramp," she muttered under her breath. Daine felt the blood rush up to her face.
"Perhaps we will see you later, your Highness. There are some of your scholars I would like to talk
to," said Numair apologetically.
"Yes, of course, you mages" said the Queen. Numair lead Daine away.
"Are you alright?" asked Numair, worried.
"Yes...It just..." Daine looked up at him. Numair kissed her.
"It doesn't matter what she says. She is a bit on the crazy side herself," said Numair.
"I know," said Daine.
"Excuse me," said a clear voice. Princess Jacelyn had walked over," please excuse my mother. She can
be too judgemental and narrow-minded. Comes from staying in her rooms and hardly coming out ever"
"Thank you," replied Daine.
"You weren't with the delegation that went to the Carthak about ten years back?" asked Numair.
"No, was doing a little sight seeing. Unlike my brothers and sisters, I don't care to stay in one
place for too long," replied Jacelyn, "I suppose I'll die an old maid"
"That's what I said when I was young," Alanna had come over. Jacelyn giggled. "You don't have any
arrangements?"
"Arrangements? I wouldn't allow for it, those horrid little deeds. THe last arrangement I had didn't
end well," Jacelyn shook her head. "My father and mother know better now than to force anything on me. I
should be happy I am my father's favorite. Well, I really must go meet with some of your scholars here.
Master Lindhall Reed? I have some questions for him. Besides I don't like staying in one place for long"
Jacelyn laughed and left.
"Well, she seems perfectly sane, unlike the one I killed." remarked Alanna.
I decided to write more since some peeps R confused, and a lotta people liked it. "Muzzer" is "Mother".
********************************************************************************************************
Chapter 2
"So I take it that you like it?" teased Numair.
"It's a beauty" replied Daine. The ring was a beautifully cut blue stone. The color beared an
unmistakeable resemblance to the color of Daine's eyes. Daine slipped the ring on and then hugged Numair.
"It's a shame about Josiane," sighed Numair.
"This all happened so fast. Where did you meet? And what happened? And did she say her sister is
named Josiane also?" asked a very confused Daine, who looked up at Numair.
Numair sighed, "She was an ex-girlfriend. She visited Carthak with her mother and father, the King
and Queen of the Copper Isles, about ten years back. When I was...involved with her, I didn't know she was
the Princess, other wise I wouldn't have. It's the in-breeding there. It's said there's a crazy one born
every generation, but it seems like they're all going crazy now. One of the Prince's jumped off a balcony
not long ago because he thought he could fly. Anyway, the Queen herself has a little insanity in her.
She named all her daughters "Josiane". All except for one, the youngest. Josiane the Fourth seems to be the
last of the Josianes, and she just passed away today. It's either insanity or natural disasters that have
killed them off."
"Why isn't the youngest named Josiane also?" asked Daine, who was very interested.
"It's rumored that the Jacelyn, the youngest, isn't the King's daughter. She has dark brown hair,
unlike her brothers and sisters. The Royals in the Copper Islands are all blondes," replied Numair.
"What did the King do? And how many Princes and Princesses are left?" asked Daine.
"The King won't believe and and has beheaded some of his men for spreading the rumors. Jacelyn, I
heard, is his favorite. Originally, there were five Princesses and three Princes. Now there are only two
Princes and one Princess left."
"What's going to happen now?" asked Daine.
"The Royals will come here to claim the casket. Now come, we have to attend a meeting."
"A meeting? For what? It's holiday" said Daine.
"Jon called it, probably to discuss the Royals coming," replied Numair.
"Alright, let's go then," said Daine. And together, they walked to the King's meeting room.
******
A week later, Princess Jacelyn of the Copper Isles arrived, along with her father, mother, and
brothers. THe Queen of the Isles was sobbing, and the Princes and the King looked grave. Jacelyn looked
grim. While the Royals were introduced formally, Daine studied her. Jacelyn looked strong-minded and
not silly like her sister. After the introduction, the foreign Queen went up to Jon.
"Why is it *sniff* two of my daughters have died here?" asked the Queen, weeping.
"I am sorry for your loss. My condolences. Please, they died of tragic accidents," said Jon. The
Queen then walked over to Numair.
"Master Numair, my daughter said she was coming to Tortall because she missed you. She did always
talk about you," said the Queen.
"Your daughter was a sweet young woman. It's really a shame she died so young," said Numair. Then
the Queen turned to look at Daine.
"Tramp," she muttered under her breath. Daine felt the blood rush up to her face.
"Perhaps we will see you later, your Highness. There are some of your scholars I would like to talk
to," said Numair apologetically.
"Yes, of course, you mages" said the Queen. Numair lead Daine away.
"Are you alright?" asked Numair, worried.
"Yes...It just..." Daine looked up at him. Numair kissed her.
"It doesn't matter what she says. She is a bit on the crazy side herself," said Numair.
"I know," said Daine.
"Excuse me," said a clear voice. Princess Jacelyn had walked over," please excuse my mother. She can
be too judgemental and narrow-minded. Comes from staying in her rooms and hardly coming out ever"
"Thank you," replied Daine.
"You weren't with the delegation that went to the Carthak about ten years back?" asked Numair.
"No, was doing a little sight seeing. Unlike my brothers and sisters, I don't care to stay in one
place for too long," replied Jacelyn, "I suppose I'll die an old maid"
"That's what I said when I was young," Alanna had come over. Jacelyn giggled. "You don't have any
arrangements?"
"Arrangements? I wouldn't allow for it, those horrid little deeds. THe last arrangement I had didn't
end well," Jacelyn shook her head. "My father and mother know better now than to force anything on me. I
should be happy I am my father's favorite. Well, I really must go meet with some of your scholars here.
Master Lindhall Reed? I have some questions for him. Besides I don't like staying in one place for long"
Jacelyn laughed and left.
"Well, she seems perfectly sane, unlike the one I killed." remarked Alanna.