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"Don't you know what you're doing!" Jon snapped angrily at Alanna, following her out the throne room. She turned round quickly, "No, but I have no-" Gary and Raoul were waiting for them just outside the throne room.
"Is it true?"
"Of course it is!" she snapped. "I just- not here, come with me." She ran her hands through her hair nervously. They followed silently behind her to Jon and Alanna's rooms with Jon shooting angry looks at her.
Once in her room she turned on Jon, "Will you stop glaring at me!"
"He'll kill you! You know he won't fight fair! He's a good swordsman and a very powerful mage. You know what he's capable of!"
"Don't you think I don't know that? It's going to be a fight to the death you know that, I know that, he knows that! I can use a sword well enough and I can use magic also."
"Yes, I know that but he hasn't just been through the Ordeal or has bandaged hands!"
"I know that," she pleaded quietly.
"I'm sorry," Jon told her meeting her eyes apologetically. Letting his eyes tell her everything. He was worried for her; afraid she might die, angry with Roger and most of all his love for her.
Gary and Raoul felt invisible to them both, letting them show what they feel for each other possible for the last time.
Alanna looked into the sapphire eyes she loves so much telling him that she loved him and letting him know she was scared too; of Roger, of dieing, of this possibly being the last hour she'll ever spend with him.
Alanna was the first to break the look. That kind of show of emotions was almost too much for her. Then it seemed for the first time since they entered the room that Raoul and Gary were acknowledged.
"You both knew?"
"Yes," Alanna replied to Gary who seemed to be in partial shock.
"How long?" it was Raoul who asked the question now.
" Six years, and Jon a couple of months."
"Six years!"
"Yes."
"When six years ago?"
"The Sweating Sickness. It just all came together. Then when I met him, there was something about him."
"I remember that. You seemed terrified of him."
"I still am," she remarked quietly looking away from them out the window.
"If you've known about this for six months then why? Why now?" Gary asked.
"I didn't have any proof. We both knew the other knew. We basically admitted it to each other. He knew I couldn't get any proof and He's too smart to get anything on him."
"Then how did you get any evidence?"
"As I said I broke into his rooms. I fainted twice, but I managed to get what I needed. Then you saw the rest and will see what's after." There was a knock at the door and Myles, Coram and Thom entered.
"So little sister you've finally got your dream and it all might end in an hour."
"I'm not your little sister!" Alanna proclaimed. Thom looked down at her from his height he was the bigger one. "What do you mean by might?"
"The out come of your little "dual" is uncertain. The future is cloudy. Either it is not known how it will end or I'm not being permitted to see what happens." Alanna looked at the cat for answers. He was pacing the table angrily, his tail to the ceiling and his back arched. He stopped his pacing and looked at Alanna.
Even the Gods do not know everything. There are certain people who can change events that ultimately change the future. If one of these people does what is considered by some to be a very insignificant thing it can cause drastic changes in the future. The fight is one of these moments. The Gods are unsure of what will happen that means it can end in many different ways. It depends if Alanna parries left or right it can come down to that or what you will do when he cheats. That much is certain he will not fight fairly but that should not matter to you. You can still win; he said this to mainly Alanna but to the rest of the room as well.
They all paused in thought; to think about the words Faithful had spoken.
"I need to get ready," Alanna, remarked after some time.
"I'll get Lightening."
"Thanks Coram." He ruffled her hair as he walked past to get lightening from her rooms. She started doing stretches while everyone was exchanging glances. Coram had come back in just over a minute with Lightening placing it on the table next to her.
Alanna was still doing these stretches when George came. There was a quiet knock on the door and curious glances exchanged as to who the person would be at the door. Thom opened a door and a monk came in.
"George!" she hugged him. "You shouldn't be here lots of people know what you look like." George was receiving questionable looks from all and it seems that Coram still doesn't approve of Alanna being friends with George. To the unasked questions, "Stephen has messenger pigeons."
"I wouldn't miss this for the world. Even with the Provost and others about."
There was another knock on the door. Making sure that George had his hood on his robes up Alanna opened the door.
"Squire- Sir Alan, it's time," Timon, Duke Gareth's personal servant told her. "Is it really true about his Grace?"
"As true as I'm standing here. Could you give us a minute please?" the last part was directed at everyone apart from Jonathan. Everyone filed out the door to wait for the two of them outside. Thom closed the door behind him.
Alanna flew into Jon's out stretched arms. "I love you," they both told each other at the same time. Jonathan gently tilted up Alanna's chin and kissed her with all the passion that a last kiss could have, between two lovers thinking the worst, that they will be torn from each other and with the knowledge that if she losses her fight then they will both die.
"Don't you know what you're doing!" Jon snapped angrily at Alanna, following her out the throne room. She turned round quickly, "No, but I have no-" Gary and Raoul were waiting for them just outside the throne room.
"Is it true?"
"Of course it is!" she snapped. "I just- not here, come with me." She ran her hands through her hair nervously. They followed silently behind her to Jon and Alanna's rooms with Jon shooting angry looks at her.
Once in her room she turned on Jon, "Will you stop glaring at me!"
"He'll kill you! You know he won't fight fair! He's a good swordsman and a very powerful mage. You know what he's capable of!"
"Don't you think I don't know that? It's going to be a fight to the death you know that, I know that, he knows that! I can use a sword well enough and I can use magic also."
"Yes, I know that but he hasn't just been through the Ordeal or has bandaged hands!"
"I know that," she pleaded quietly.
"I'm sorry," Jon told her meeting her eyes apologetically. Letting his eyes tell her everything. He was worried for her; afraid she might die, angry with Roger and most of all his love for her.
Gary and Raoul felt invisible to them both, letting them show what they feel for each other possible for the last time.
Alanna looked into the sapphire eyes she loves so much telling him that she loved him and letting him know she was scared too; of Roger, of dieing, of this possibly being the last hour she'll ever spend with him.
Alanna was the first to break the look. That kind of show of emotions was almost too much for her. Then it seemed for the first time since they entered the room that Raoul and Gary were acknowledged.
"You both knew?"
"Yes," Alanna replied to Gary who seemed to be in partial shock.
"How long?" it was Raoul who asked the question now.
" Six years, and Jon a couple of months."
"Six years!"
"Yes."
"When six years ago?"
"The Sweating Sickness. It just all came together. Then when I met him, there was something about him."
"I remember that. You seemed terrified of him."
"I still am," she remarked quietly looking away from them out the window.
"If you've known about this for six months then why? Why now?" Gary asked.
"I didn't have any proof. We both knew the other knew. We basically admitted it to each other. He knew I couldn't get any proof and He's too smart to get anything on him."
"Then how did you get any evidence?"
"As I said I broke into his rooms. I fainted twice, but I managed to get what I needed. Then you saw the rest and will see what's after." There was a knock at the door and Myles, Coram and Thom entered.
"So little sister you've finally got your dream and it all might end in an hour."
"I'm not your little sister!" Alanna proclaimed. Thom looked down at her from his height he was the bigger one. "What do you mean by might?"
"The out come of your little "dual" is uncertain. The future is cloudy. Either it is not known how it will end or I'm not being permitted to see what happens." Alanna looked at the cat for answers. He was pacing the table angrily, his tail to the ceiling and his back arched. He stopped his pacing and looked at Alanna.
Even the Gods do not know everything. There are certain people who can change events that ultimately change the future. If one of these people does what is considered by some to be a very insignificant thing it can cause drastic changes in the future. The fight is one of these moments. The Gods are unsure of what will happen that means it can end in many different ways. It depends if Alanna parries left or right it can come down to that or what you will do when he cheats. That much is certain he will not fight fairly but that should not matter to you. You can still win; he said this to mainly Alanna but to the rest of the room as well.
They all paused in thought; to think about the words Faithful had spoken.
"I need to get ready," Alanna, remarked after some time.
"I'll get Lightening."
"Thanks Coram." He ruffled her hair as he walked past to get lightening from her rooms. She started doing stretches while everyone was exchanging glances. Coram had come back in just over a minute with Lightening placing it on the table next to her.
Alanna was still doing these stretches when George came. There was a quiet knock on the door and curious glances exchanged as to who the person would be at the door. Thom opened a door and a monk came in.
"George!" she hugged him. "You shouldn't be here lots of people know what you look like." George was receiving questionable looks from all and it seems that Coram still doesn't approve of Alanna being friends with George. To the unasked questions, "Stephen has messenger pigeons."
"I wouldn't miss this for the world. Even with the Provost and others about."
There was another knock on the door. Making sure that George had his hood on his robes up Alanna opened the door.
"Squire- Sir Alan, it's time," Timon, Duke Gareth's personal servant told her. "Is it really true about his Grace?"
"As true as I'm standing here. Could you give us a minute please?" the last part was directed at everyone apart from Jonathan. Everyone filed out the door to wait for the two of them outside. Thom closed the door behind him.
Alanna flew into Jon's out stretched arms. "I love you," they both told each other at the same time. Jonathan gently tilted up Alanna's chin and kissed her with all the passion that a last kiss could have, between two lovers thinking the worst, that they will be torn from each other and with the knowledge that if she losses her fight then they will both die.