Chapter6
I didn't get any homework this week due to the fact that I was so ill with a cold I could barely get out of bed. I'm actually doing maths work as I'm doing this. It also explains why I'm starting this on Thursday. Believe it or not I don't really half a plot. Ha ha. So I'm just going to stumble along with this until I get fed up of it or can't be bothered anymore.
"Roger, who is that lady dancing with Jonathan?" King Roald asked leaning to the side of his throne at the head of the room to speak to his nephew.
"I haven't seen her before Uncle. I will go and find out for you though," Roger got up and went over to Delia to ask who the woman was.
He came back and sat down next to his uncle again. "Her name is Lanna of Juvat. She is Squire Alan's cousin from Galla, I believe she is only staying in Corus for a day before she goes to Tyra," he told King Roald and Queen Lianne.
"Master, I have some information you would like to know."
"What is it Delia?" Duke Roger of Conté asked the woman.
"It's about Jonathan. I overheard him speaking to Raoul about a woman he was seeing. Raoul was telling him not to do anything with that new woman at court, Squire Alan's cousin. Jonathan said he wouldn't cheat on her. Raoul then said that she's his friend as well and that he wouldn't want to see her hurt because of something that he did because everything would be horrible.
I did some fishing because I wasn't alone when I found that out I was with another woman and she went and told all the unmarried. The thing is no one knows who it is. It isn't one of them, none of them would have been able to hide it if it was," she told him before coming to sit in front of him.
He put his hand on her head and said thoughtfully, "That would explain a lot. You had him in the palm of your hand then all of a sudden, you did not. Try to find out that it is and I will also try. You may leave now." Delia stood up and left.
I wonder who she is thought Roger. He stood up and went into his workroom. Once there he got out a scrying crystal.
Roger tried looking for her; all he found was mist that he couldn't get through. Damn it! He thought the same God or Gods are protecting her as Jonathan.
He tried a little harder thinking it was going to be futile but he may as well try again, you never know what's going to happen. The next time he tried he saw; a woman in a room sitting at a table beside a window reading. He couldn't see her face, he could only see her from the side but she had red hair past her shoulders and was on the petite side. He heard a little girl's voice say, "Mamma, when can I see Jon?" the woman put down her book.
"You can see him after he finishes his meetings. Being King keeps him very busy. But he tries to see you when he can when you're here. You know he loves seeing you, it's just hard," the woman said kindly. Her voice was quite rough but when she spoke to the girl it softened as she spoke and was sympathetic.
The girl now came into view as she went over to the table. Now that Roger could see the girl, he saw that she was about seven years old. She had blondish-brown hair down to the small of her back. He could see that she was dressed very well even for a noble in dark indigo blue velvet, while the skirt had silver embroidery on it ¾ of the way down.
Roger couldn't stop looking at the image. Where they talking about Jonathan? They just said that he was King, does that mean that he won't be? Roger thought. The future is never certain he remembered.
The woman picked up the girl and put her on her lap and tickled her until she was giggling. When the girl was being tickled Roger got a better look at her. She had dark blue eyes, a small pert nose but didn't look to small on her, a small mouth that is always willing to smile. She looked familiar but he didn't know where to place her.
There was a knock on the door, both of them looked at the door. The woman put down the girl and she ran to the door, he still couldn't see the woman's face.
The girl opened the door to reveal a page. He looked to be slightly awed and scared. The woman got up and moved towards the door. She was very short and was quite stocky for a noble woman she was also wearing breeches and shirt. What is she doing wearing male clothing, no noble lady does that Roger thought.
As the woman was walking towards the door the page bowed and looked even more apprehensive.
"My Lady, Sir," he said bowing to the girl then the woman. I never saw a knight there thought Roger leaning closer.
"I have a message from your husband," he carried on. She took the letter he handed her. It read,
1 Dearest Love and little Phia
I've been held up longer than I thought I would. I have some things to sort out here at home. I got held up longer in the south than I would of expected. Don't glare the weather wasn't that great it rained most of the time I was there. I got lots of presents though.
I stopped of at the Bloody Hawk on the way. It is quicker to go through the Desert and I didn't stray too far, I wasn't using the road. They all send their regards. The school there is doing well as you know. Kara and Kourrem seem happy. They want to know when they will next see the two of you. They are complaining that they haven't seen Thom yet and he is almost a year old, but expect you in a couple of weeks due to the weather. You probably already know all this. It can be so handy being friends with the Voice
Anyway, I got into the Swoop on Thursday. Everything is fine here. I need to stay here for a few days but I should be in Corus by Monday.
All my love
George
The vision was replaced with mist again.
Who is this woman? The Bloody Hawk? They must mean a Bazhir tribe if they live in the desert. What does he mean the Voice? It sounds like he was referring to a person, I wonder who he means. Her husband says that he is writing from home, which he calls the Swoop that must be its name. I wonder where it is. I'll have to find out. Who is this woman? And the little girl there is something about her as well. The power coming off them both was staggering, Roger thought.
Roger stayed up for hours thinking about the vision. He was sitting in his favourite velvet chair when he remembered that he had a book that could help him. He got up and went to his bookcase, after several minutes of trying to find the book he found it. It was one of his more recent books, most of the ones he had of any importance were over a hundred years old, and this one was not. Delia had found it, which surprised him when she gave it to him, she actually knew where and what a bookshop was, he chuckled at the memory.
This book was only a couple of years old it was an updated version of a book, which was published in his grandfather's time. It was maps of Tortall showing where all the fiefs were, but it also had family trees, family histories of well-known people who came from them.
He eventually found the place, on the coast; it was near to Corus, a couple days ride away perhaps. He looked up the history of the family. There was only one famous person to come out of that fief and they were famous for having the lands revoked by the crown meaning that nobody was living there.
Remember that the vision was of the future not the present, he told himself. He would keep a check on the place, someone might be granted a pearage. Now all he needed to know was who were the woman and the little girl to. (AN: A line I borrowed from the wizard of Oz) The woman seems so familiar.
That's me finished this part. Sorry it's so long but I got carried away and I didn't fit everything in I should off, sorry.
Thanks for all the reviews I expect some more, I'm up to 60 now. Yay! And I want many, many more.
I didn't get any homework this week due to the fact that I was so ill with a cold I could barely get out of bed. I'm actually doing maths work as I'm doing this. It also explains why I'm starting this on Thursday. Believe it or not I don't really half a plot. Ha ha. So I'm just going to stumble along with this until I get fed up of it or can't be bothered anymore.
"Roger, who is that lady dancing with Jonathan?" King Roald asked leaning to the side of his throne at the head of the room to speak to his nephew.
"I haven't seen her before Uncle. I will go and find out for you though," Roger got up and went over to Delia to ask who the woman was.
He came back and sat down next to his uncle again. "Her name is Lanna of Juvat. She is Squire Alan's cousin from Galla, I believe she is only staying in Corus for a day before she goes to Tyra," he told King Roald and Queen Lianne.
"Master, I have some information you would like to know."
"What is it Delia?" Duke Roger of Conté asked the woman.
"It's about Jonathan. I overheard him speaking to Raoul about a woman he was seeing. Raoul was telling him not to do anything with that new woman at court, Squire Alan's cousin. Jonathan said he wouldn't cheat on her. Raoul then said that she's his friend as well and that he wouldn't want to see her hurt because of something that he did because everything would be horrible.
I did some fishing because I wasn't alone when I found that out I was with another woman and she went and told all the unmarried. The thing is no one knows who it is. It isn't one of them, none of them would have been able to hide it if it was," she told him before coming to sit in front of him.
He put his hand on her head and said thoughtfully, "That would explain a lot. You had him in the palm of your hand then all of a sudden, you did not. Try to find out that it is and I will also try. You may leave now." Delia stood up and left.
I wonder who she is thought Roger. He stood up and went into his workroom. Once there he got out a scrying crystal.
Roger tried looking for her; all he found was mist that he couldn't get through. Damn it! He thought the same God or Gods are protecting her as Jonathan.
He tried a little harder thinking it was going to be futile but he may as well try again, you never know what's going to happen. The next time he tried he saw; a woman in a room sitting at a table beside a window reading. He couldn't see her face, he could only see her from the side but she had red hair past her shoulders and was on the petite side. He heard a little girl's voice say, "Mamma, when can I see Jon?" the woman put down her book.
"You can see him after he finishes his meetings. Being King keeps him very busy. But he tries to see you when he can when you're here. You know he loves seeing you, it's just hard," the woman said kindly. Her voice was quite rough but when she spoke to the girl it softened as she spoke and was sympathetic.
The girl now came into view as she went over to the table. Now that Roger could see the girl, he saw that she was about seven years old. She had blondish-brown hair down to the small of her back. He could see that she was dressed very well even for a noble in dark indigo blue velvet, while the skirt had silver embroidery on it ¾ of the way down.
Roger couldn't stop looking at the image. Where they talking about Jonathan? They just said that he was King, does that mean that he won't be? Roger thought. The future is never certain he remembered.
The woman picked up the girl and put her on her lap and tickled her until she was giggling. When the girl was being tickled Roger got a better look at her. She had dark blue eyes, a small pert nose but didn't look to small on her, a small mouth that is always willing to smile. She looked familiar but he didn't know where to place her.
There was a knock on the door, both of them looked at the door. The woman put down the girl and she ran to the door, he still couldn't see the woman's face.
The girl opened the door to reveal a page. He looked to be slightly awed and scared. The woman got up and moved towards the door. She was very short and was quite stocky for a noble woman she was also wearing breeches and shirt. What is she doing wearing male clothing, no noble lady does that Roger thought.
As the woman was walking towards the door the page bowed and looked even more apprehensive.
"My Lady, Sir," he said bowing to the girl then the woman. I never saw a knight there thought Roger leaning closer.
"I have a message from your husband," he carried on. She took the letter he handed her. It read,
1 Dearest Love and little Phia
I've been held up longer than I thought I would. I have some things to sort out here at home. I got held up longer in the south than I would of expected. Don't glare the weather wasn't that great it rained most of the time I was there. I got lots of presents though.
I stopped of at the Bloody Hawk on the way. It is quicker to go through the Desert and I didn't stray too far, I wasn't using the road. They all send their regards. The school there is doing well as you know. Kara and Kourrem seem happy. They want to know when they will next see the two of you. They are complaining that they haven't seen Thom yet and he is almost a year old, but expect you in a couple of weeks due to the weather. You probably already know all this. It can be so handy being friends with the Voice
Anyway, I got into the Swoop on Thursday. Everything is fine here. I need to stay here for a few days but I should be in Corus by Monday.
All my love
George
The vision was replaced with mist again.
Who is this woman? The Bloody Hawk? They must mean a Bazhir tribe if they live in the desert. What does he mean the Voice? It sounds like he was referring to a person, I wonder who he means. Her husband says that he is writing from home, which he calls the Swoop that must be its name. I wonder where it is. I'll have to find out. Who is this woman? And the little girl there is something about her as well. The power coming off them both was staggering, Roger thought.
Roger stayed up for hours thinking about the vision. He was sitting in his favourite velvet chair when he remembered that he had a book that could help him. He got up and went to his bookcase, after several minutes of trying to find the book he found it. It was one of his more recent books, most of the ones he had of any importance were over a hundred years old, and this one was not. Delia had found it, which surprised him when she gave it to him, she actually knew where and what a bookshop was, he chuckled at the memory.
This book was only a couple of years old it was an updated version of a book, which was published in his grandfather's time. It was maps of Tortall showing where all the fiefs were, but it also had family trees, family histories of well-known people who came from them.
He eventually found the place, on the coast; it was near to Corus, a couple days ride away perhaps. He looked up the history of the family. There was only one famous person to come out of that fief and they were famous for having the lands revoked by the crown meaning that nobody was living there.
Remember that the vision was of the future not the present, he told himself. He would keep a check on the place, someone might be granted a pearage. Now all he needed to know was who were the woman and the little girl to. (AN: A line I borrowed from the wizard of Oz) The woman seems so familiar.
That's me finished this part. Sorry it's so long but I got carried away and I didn't fit everything in I should off, sorry.
Thanks for all the reviews I expect some more, I'm up to 60 now. Yay! And I want many, many more.