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A/N: Hey! Hope u like this one! Tell me if there's anything to improve on! Thnx!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* CHAPTER SEVEN~ TAKING ONE STEP FURTHER
~*~*~*~*~*~*~ 2 days later:
Alanna closed her eyes as she tried to concentrate on what was happening around her. All of a sudden she laughed out loud. What was she thinking? She thought. I, a noble girl could catch Duke Roger? She giggled at her insanity, but knew there was no way out.
She walked away from the palace buildings and sat on a patch of grass, leaning against the tree.
"Alanna?" A familiar voice sounded behind her. She turned around and found herself facing Prince Jonathon. He looked slightly nervous. "I'm," he paused, "sorry for what happened."
She looked at him with interest. She'd almost forgotten about him, but she still didn't like him.
The prince noticed the silence and sighed. "I'm sorry for being a - whatever the - I mean for getting angry for no big deal."
She folded her hands across her chest and looked down at the grass.
"You won't talk to me. That's fine with me. But I wanted you to know that no decent lady calls a prince like that, but I know that no man gets angry like that, so we're both on the same level." He offered a hand out to her.
She took it. She had to. He was right. Both of them hadn't done the right thing and he was the first one to notice it.
He smiled graciously. "Now, I was wondering if you'd like to come to tomorrow night's ball since you never turned up for the other one."
She shuffled her feet. Maybe she did have to make up for all the things she did. "Alright. But only because you asked me to and because I'd like to see my brother dance."
He bent down and kissed her hand. "Ok milady," and walked away.
At least she'd done something right even though she never liked balls or any social dinners. Maybe a visit to George may help, she thought. I really need to know more about Duke Roger. George is most probably not a noble so it'd be interesting from his point of view.
She started for the busy markets again but only after she checked that she carried no coins. The dancing dove was busier than before but she so no sign of a cheerful grin.
Just as she was getting tired of looking for him, she saw a few men on the corner table were huddled together, whispering. They looked really suspicious, she couldn't resist the temptation to listen to what they were saying.
She stepped forward a few steps and tried to look as casual as she could.
'George - 'at man not right for the job no more.' 'But Sean, surely, there's a better way than just challenging him, he's more than what he looks like.' 'Ay...' 'But he's scurrying round town.' 'Look, as far as we know he done nothing wrong' ' 'at fellow, no goot of a cow, 'tis not right..'
She couldn't hear anymore. They seemed to have grown quieter, she leaned backwards just a little bit.
A hand clasped her mouth and grabbed her arms. She tried to wriggle free but she couldn't.
"So, decided to eavesdrop on other people did you? It's rude to you know. Didn't your father teach you that?" The man's breath was a threatening whisper. He turned her around and looked at her. She could've sworn that he cursed under his breath. Purple eyes aren't popular. "What did you hear?"
Suddenly, footsteps sounded down the stairs. "Eain, put her down thankyou." A rough voice said.
The man - Eain - gave her a glare and then slowly put her down. Alanna searched for the voice. Her heart leapt for joy. George. "Follow me," he said to her and he began up the stairs again.
She followed him up on roughly built wooden steps. It led them to an old room where a man who suspiciously looked like a guard stood in front of the door. "Your majesty?"
He nodded and entered the room. He sat down on a stool next to the table and indicated for her to sit down with a nod to the stool next to him. "At least, I think you'd be safe here. I told you to be careful 'round 'ere"
She smiled gratefully at him but couldn't help notice that the guard called him his majesty. Was he a king? She thought. "Could I ask you a question?"
He looked thoughtfully at her but said, "Sure, would you like some wine? Or some apple juice?"
"Apple juice please. But - um - do you know Duke Roger of Cont??" She said.
"Ofcourse I do. 'at nephew of the king. Oldest nephew by the way. He's important to the throne since the king and queen only have one son."
"Does he have the gift or anything?" She already knew he did but he wanted to test that George actually knew him. Not just making anything up.
"You already know." He's eyes danced mischievously. He somehow knew that she was only trying to test him on that question. "But just incase you've forgotten, he's the best mage in all of the Eastern Lands. But - this comes the strange part, there's been rumours from my spies that he kills off any apprentices of his that stands in his way. I say your brother better watch out."
She looked amazed. "How do you know my brother? And what spies? Why did that man at the back call you my majesty? Are you a king?"
He grinned. "I'm sorry, I guess we haven't been properly introduced. I'm the king of thieves and I have many spies 'course to help me - well." He shrugged. "Know what's going 'round everywhere. And your brother and I met years ago. But he hasn't visited me for a very long time. Two years perhaps. I'm not sure what's happening to him. He didn't seem very -." He paused. "Normal the last time I met him."
"But why did those people back their say those things about you then? Like George ain't good enough for the job," she asked curiously.
"Is that what they said? Well not everybody agrees with what you say. It doesn't work that way. Everybody has their own opinions. I guess mine weren't good enough for them."
She was astonished at what everything George said. "But - my brother. What do you mean he's not normal?"
"No, it's he, I think, this may really upset you. But Duke Roger got the better of him. Your brother was just too strong. He couldn't let such a gifted power to run away and become famous. So I think he controlled him the first time they met and he found out about his powers. He's trynna fight back but I have a feeling it's a half half chance for him to win since Roger has been planning this for years."
She suddenly felt betrayed. He knew what was happening but didn't help. "So you didn't do anything about it even if my brother was your friend!" She shouted.
He looked taken aback. "Milady, I did, I had spies all over the palace, we got some valuable information. We're helping him fight back Roger. It seems like we're losing the battle but we're still trynna keep strong."
Alanna blushed with shame. "Could I help you too? Thom is my brother. He needs my help now."
George sighed. "The only way to help him is if you kill Roger, and if my sources are right, he's trying to make himself immortal and he's already half immortal. It'd be wrong if I included a lady to"-
"Don't bother calling me milady anymore because I'm not much of one and I'm a lot more than just one lady." She retorted.
"Alright - Alanna." He smiled. "Join the war."
She smiled back. "Let me see the information about him."
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A/N: sooo.. how did I go? PLZ R+R!!! PUH-LZ!
A/N: Hey! Hope u like this one! Tell me if there's anything to improve on! Thnx!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* CHAPTER SEVEN~ TAKING ONE STEP FURTHER
~*~*~*~*~*~*~ 2 days later:
Alanna closed her eyes as she tried to concentrate on what was happening around her. All of a sudden she laughed out loud. What was she thinking? She thought. I, a noble girl could catch Duke Roger? She giggled at her insanity, but knew there was no way out.
She walked away from the palace buildings and sat on a patch of grass, leaning against the tree.
"Alanna?" A familiar voice sounded behind her. She turned around and found herself facing Prince Jonathon. He looked slightly nervous. "I'm," he paused, "sorry for what happened."
She looked at him with interest. She'd almost forgotten about him, but she still didn't like him.
The prince noticed the silence and sighed. "I'm sorry for being a - whatever the - I mean for getting angry for no big deal."
She folded her hands across her chest and looked down at the grass.
"You won't talk to me. That's fine with me. But I wanted you to know that no decent lady calls a prince like that, but I know that no man gets angry like that, so we're both on the same level." He offered a hand out to her.
She took it. She had to. He was right. Both of them hadn't done the right thing and he was the first one to notice it.
He smiled graciously. "Now, I was wondering if you'd like to come to tomorrow night's ball since you never turned up for the other one."
She shuffled her feet. Maybe she did have to make up for all the things she did. "Alright. But only because you asked me to and because I'd like to see my brother dance."
He bent down and kissed her hand. "Ok milady," and walked away.
At least she'd done something right even though she never liked balls or any social dinners. Maybe a visit to George may help, she thought. I really need to know more about Duke Roger. George is most probably not a noble so it'd be interesting from his point of view.
She started for the busy markets again but only after she checked that she carried no coins. The dancing dove was busier than before but she so no sign of a cheerful grin.
Just as she was getting tired of looking for him, she saw a few men on the corner table were huddled together, whispering. They looked really suspicious, she couldn't resist the temptation to listen to what they were saying.
She stepped forward a few steps and tried to look as casual as she could.
'George - 'at man not right for the job no more.' 'But Sean, surely, there's a better way than just challenging him, he's more than what he looks like.' 'Ay...' 'But he's scurrying round town.' 'Look, as far as we know he done nothing wrong' ' 'at fellow, no goot of a cow, 'tis not right..'
She couldn't hear anymore. They seemed to have grown quieter, she leaned backwards just a little bit.
A hand clasped her mouth and grabbed her arms. She tried to wriggle free but she couldn't.
"So, decided to eavesdrop on other people did you? It's rude to you know. Didn't your father teach you that?" The man's breath was a threatening whisper. He turned her around and looked at her. She could've sworn that he cursed under his breath. Purple eyes aren't popular. "What did you hear?"
Suddenly, footsteps sounded down the stairs. "Eain, put her down thankyou." A rough voice said.
The man - Eain - gave her a glare and then slowly put her down. Alanna searched for the voice. Her heart leapt for joy. George. "Follow me," he said to her and he began up the stairs again.
She followed him up on roughly built wooden steps. It led them to an old room where a man who suspiciously looked like a guard stood in front of the door. "Your majesty?"
He nodded and entered the room. He sat down on a stool next to the table and indicated for her to sit down with a nod to the stool next to him. "At least, I think you'd be safe here. I told you to be careful 'round 'ere"
She smiled gratefully at him but couldn't help notice that the guard called him his majesty. Was he a king? She thought. "Could I ask you a question?"
He looked thoughtfully at her but said, "Sure, would you like some wine? Or some apple juice?"
"Apple juice please. But - um - do you know Duke Roger of Cont??" She said.
"Ofcourse I do. 'at nephew of the king. Oldest nephew by the way. He's important to the throne since the king and queen only have one son."
"Does he have the gift or anything?" She already knew he did but he wanted to test that George actually knew him. Not just making anything up.
"You already know." He's eyes danced mischievously. He somehow knew that she was only trying to test him on that question. "But just incase you've forgotten, he's the best mage in all of the Eastern Lands. But - this comes the strange part, there's been rumours from my spies that he kills off any apprentices of his that stands in his way. I say your brother better watch out."
She looked amazed. "How do you know my brother? And what spies? Why did that man at the back call you my majesty? Are you a king?"
He grinned. "I'm sorry, I guess we haven't been properly introduced. I'm the king of thieves and I have many spies 'course to help me - well." He shrugged. "Know what's going 'round everywhere. And your brother and I met years ago. But he hasn't visited me for a very long time. Two years perhaps. I'm not sure what's happening to him. He didn't seem very -." He paused. "Normal the last time I met him."
"But why did those people back their say those things about you then? Like George ain't good enough for the job," she asked curiously.
"Is that what they said? Well not everybody agrees with what you say. It doesn't work that way. Everybody has their own opinions. I guess mine weren't good enough for them."
She was astonished at what everything George said. "But - my brother. What do you mean he's not normal?"
"No, it's he, I think, this may really upset you. But Duke Roger got the better of him. Your brother was just too strong. He couldn't let such a gifted power to run away and become famous. So I think he controlled him the first time they met and he found out about his powers. He's trynna fight back but I have a feeling it's a half half chance for him to win since Roger has been planning this for years."
She suddenly felt betrayed. He knew what was happening but didn't help. "So you didn't do anything about it even if my brother was your friend!" She shouted.
He looked taken aback. "Milady, I did, I had spies all over the palace, we got some valuable information. We're helping him fight back Roger. It seems like we're losing the battle but we're still trynna keep strong."
Alanna blushed with shame. "Could I help you too? Thom is my brother. He needs my help now."
George sighed. "The only way to help him is if you kill Roger, and if my sources are right, he's trying to make himself immortal and he's already half immortal. It'd be wrong if I included a lady to"-
"Don't bother calling me milady anymore because I'm not much of one and I'm a lot more than just one lady." She retorted.
"Alright - Alanna." He smiled. "Join the war."
She smiled back. "Let me see the information about him."
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A/N: sooo.. how did I go? PLZ R+R!!! PUH-LZ!