Aylssa gawked slightly at the Priest. "I don't know.."
Priest Jiram sighed and turned to Christopher. "Do you know the answer?"
"61" Christopher answered.
"Very good Christopher"
Aylssa sat there staring at her friend...How did he do that!?
"Very good." Jiram said, looking around the room "I hope the rest of you got that answer." he walked back to the front of the room.
Bryant poked Christopher
"You are a freak you know that."
"I agree with that," Aylssa piped in.
Christopher just glared at them and then put his attention back on the Priest.
Jiram sat down and leafed through some papers, then wrote a board of questions up.
"Do these, and I don't want any of you stealing Christopher's answers off him."
Aylssa scowled. This priest knew her too well...
"Well I'm not going to get it done then." Bryant said resignedly "What about 'helping'?" he called to the priest
"That is fine, within reason." Jiram said, not even bothering to look up to see whom it was who spoke.
Christopher sighed as he saw the evil grin Aylssa was giving him.
"We'll have to work together...or steal Christopher's brain." Bryant said to Aylssa
"I think with a little surgery we can steal his brain..."
"Exactly..." he motioned to his friends' scalp "A little cut here, slice a bit off there, and we'll be home free."
Christopher mocked extreme fear.
"noo!! Not my beautiful mind"
Bryant raised an eyebrow "I don't believe a mushy grey thing is beautiful Christopher."
"Its not grey...is it?" Aylssa asked.
Bryant nodded. "I have seen it," he whispered softly in a mocking voice "it was huge."
Aylssa's eyes went wide. "You SAW IT!?!?"
She screamed in the class, disturbing all the other squires who had been working on the math problems on the board.
"Yes!" Bryant's eyes matched Aylssa's for size
"Alyssa!" Jiram thundered "and I suppose it was Bryant too. Please be QUIET!"
Christopher just covered his face, his friends were such embarrassments.
"Is that possible?" Aylssa whispered quietly, but loud enough for Jiram to her hear.
"I would I think it should be, Alyssa, and unless you wish me to add more work to your famous punishment list, I suggest you try." Jiram said, not looking up.
"Eep"
Bryant smothered a laugh "I'll make sure she's quiet," he told Jiram. "It's not just her I'm worried about." The priest said with a raised eyebrow
"Now, back to work!"
Aylssa pointed a finger at Bryant and laughed mutely.
Bryant narrowed his eyes.
"So what about that help my friend?" he said, turning his attention to Christopher who was working away despite them
"Later"
"Harrumph"
While Bryant badgered Christopher, Aylssa was asking the guy next to her for help and was getting it.
Bryant sighed loudly.
"This isn't going to be a fun night for my homework," he said as the bell chimed for lunch.
"I'll help yah," Aylssa laughed as She and Bryant darted down the halls to lunch. The main thing on Aylssa mind was food.
"Food, food, wonderful food..." Bryant hummed as he walked swiftly down the hall.
Everyone parted for Aylssa and Bryant, they were the Squires no one really messed with or they were friends with the two.
"Outa the way," Bryant said, pushing through the denser part of the lunch line "I need my food. Lots of it." he told the serving man.
Aylssa nodded in agreement. Her mouth curved into a smile and the serving man piled food onto her plate. She hungrily sat down at her table and immediately started eating.
Bryant gave Christopher a mischievous grin "And now we enter my arena. Eating. It's the only thing I do better than you...well, not thinking of your failed attempts at jousting."
Christopher glared at his friend. "Shut it Bryant and eat"
"I assure you," Bryant said, mouth half full of bread "I will."
Aylssa laughed.
"Do you think they found anything new on the princess yet?" Christopher asked solemnly.
Bryant snorted undignified "Of course they would have, they're The Guards." he said unseriously, and then sobered "I hope so."
"Bryant, seeing that you were most likely the last person to see the princess their most likely will be questioning you a lot" Christopher pointed out.
"Well-I don't know alright," Bryant said, standing up, the jovial mood shattered, his voice rising in volume "I wish so badly I knew but I don't."
Aylssa looked up at Bryant. "Calm down" she said kindly.
He raised his eyebrows, about to rattle of in a yelling spree but he sat. Yelling at his friends wasn't going to help Shaylee.
"Do you think the king would let us help?" Christopher asked quietly.
"Ronald?" Bryant sniffed "why would he tell a couple of squires about the top secret information?"
"Bryant, we're not just a couple of squires! Our parents are in direct contact with him almost everyday"
Bryant wrinkled his nose, considering. Sure his mother and father, and of course Cleon and Owen, Christopher's father, were in contact with King Ronald all the time. But would that mean they could break the rules?
Aylssa watched her friend carefully. He only wrinkled his nose when he thoroughly thinking some over.
"We could ask my mum to go to Ronald, she'd see the injustice in our not knowing," Bryant said, half-shocking himself with his thoughtfulness "that might help."
Christopher nodded in agreement.
"We have to be careful how we say it though. Your mother has temper and would we really want to relive a King Jonathon and Alanna fight?" Aylssa stated.
"We're skating on thin ice as it is I suppose," Bryant said, still thinking
"Very thin ice"
Aylssa finished the last bit of food that had once been on the plate.
"I'm sure she'll be alright about it...as long as we get someone trustworthy to ask her," Bryant said resuming eating his apple "I may be her son, but I'm not a very good rule abider." he turned to look at Christopher
Christopher looked at Bryant. "Me?"
"Yes you."
"Doubt it, Aylssa would do better at it, I always get all twitchy when I'm around your parents" Christopher admitted.
"Fine, fine," Bryant said, waving his hand dismissingly "Aylssa can do it then."
Aylssa laughed. "I have no choice do I?"
"Of course not."
"When am I going on my mission?"
"After supper?"
"Okay"
"Bell is going to ring" Christopher noted as went and put his try away.
Aylssa followed Christopher and put her try up too.
Bryant nodded and followed the others. "Where to now?"
"Training!" Aylssa said gleefully. She had fun during training even though it was one of the toughest training since Sir Wyldon.
Bryant brightened significantly; this was his only chance to be better at something than Christopher was.
Christopher's happy attitude dropped instantly. "Fun..yay" he said depressingly.
"Don't worry," Bryant said, poking his friend "perhaps you'll be paired off with one of the easier squires this time"
Aylssa laughed. "Nope, I put both of the easiest squires to fight in the infirmary last week"
"Typical." Bryant snorted
"I'm doomed!" Christopher wailed as they got out onto the training ground.
"You'll be fine, just keep your eyes open when you're doing staff work this time"
Aylssa smirked. "That's a good idea"
"Sure is...and your feet aren't glued to the ground you realise" Bryant said taunting his friend.
Christopher blushed deeply. "Just shut up"
Bryant nodded, realising he should shut up
"Squires, get your horses and mount up," Cleon was saying to the group of squires near him "Move it-get your horses!" he bellowed at the incoming late group
Aylssa glanced at her father and quickly set up her saddle of her horse and mounted up. She didn't like getting her father angry.
Christopher with hands shaking put a saddle of his tawny brown horse that was called Yeris. He slipped up a few times but finally got it and mounted up.
Bryant grimaced, riding wasn't his strongest point.
He mounted atop of his finely boned mare, and rode out to where Cleon was.
Aylssa stopped right behind Bryant and Christopher near her.
"Alright everyone," Cleon said, now in a considerably happier mood, as even the late squires had been quick to saddle up "today we're practicing charging at the quatrain again."
Aylssa was just waiting to hear Bryant groan.
Bryant pulled a face, and sighed deeply
Christopher and Aylssa laughed at the same time.