Thanx for all the reviews. A.N at the end.
Chapter 2- The first dream
Lady Alanna of Trebond gave a sigh as she flopped down on her bed in her rooms at the Convent. She had danced till she dropped, but not at a fancy ball. Dancing lessons. After five minutes of the torture Alanna was making death threats at whoever invented them, even though whoever they were already dead. On well, they can die again when I get to the Dark Gods Realms and much more painfully than before, she thought to herself.
Alanna was fed up with people telling her what to do and what type of person she should marry. To her, the best part of the day was when she was alone in her rooms and had time to do one of her favourite hobbies. Daydreaming. It had become a habit for her, whenever she was sitting in etiquette classes and bored out of her mind.
Suddenly a bright violet light flashed in front of her eyes and then disappeared as quickly as it had come. Alanna blinked in surprise. What was that, she said to herself as she tried to blink away the spots left in her vision. She shook her head as she thought of the only explanation there could possibly be. Thom. He had warned her that he would be trying all sort of different magic to somehow connect them. The only reason she had had any warning was after her had tried to use her Gift without her permission and received her wrath in a stream of very harsh letters.
Whatever had just happened left her mind in as quickly as it had come. She was used to it and wasn't bothered to spend her precious time to herself worrying over it. She dropped her head down onto her pillow and decided to have an early night. Why waste perfectly good dreaming time on being polite at dinner. She could just say she had felt ill. Without another thought, she closed her eyes and was asleep before she knew it.
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Alanna was surprised at the sight that greeted her when she closed her eyes. Instead of her usual thought about sword fights and wars (in which she played a big part in and usually helped win) she found herself in a room. It was a plain room but richly furnished. There was a gold wrought mirror on the wall and delicately carved chairs. But, the most extravagant thing in the room, or so it seemed to Alanna, was the bed. It was a four- post bed with red velvet drapes and a richly embroidered quilt. On top of this quilt sat an astonishingly handsome man with dark hair and sparkling sapphire blue eyes. And those eyes were staring straight at her.
"Who are you?" he asked. He looked as surprised as she was.
"I'm." she paused. This could be some sort of spell and it may not have pleasant consequences.
"I'm Anna." It's closed enough, she told herself, and anyway, it's a dream. It's not like it's going to matter. "Who are you?"
"My name's Jon. What are you doing in my room?"
"This is your room. Wow, it's really nice. You must have really rich taste." Jon blushed.
"I'm sorry. I'm not sure what's going on. I thought this was my dream."
"So did I"
Jon shook hid head, as if to check he wasn't seeing or hearing things. "Well, if this is a dream, how come it seems so real?"
"I know what you mean. It seems almost magical. "I don't really know," Alanna replied while her mind was screaming a million things at once. The most prominent thought, though, was that it had to e a dream and so what was said and done could never have any effect on her real life.
Or could it?
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Bit of a cliffhanger there. I no these chapters are short and I will try to make them longer. Just be patient with me.
Review.
StarFire
Chapter 2- The first dream
Lady Alanna of Trebond gave a sigh as she flopped down on her bed in her rooms at the Convent. She had danced till she dropped, but not at a fancy ball. Dancing lessons. After five minutes of the torture Alanna was making death threats at whoever invented them, even though whoever they were already dead. On well, they can die again when I get to the Dark Gods Realms and much more painfully than before, she thought to herself.
Alanna was fed up with people telling her what to do and what type of person she should marry. To her, the best part of the day was when she was alone in her rooms and had time to do one of her favourite hobbies. Daydreaming. It had become a habit for her, whenever she was sitting in etiquette classes and bored out of her mind.
Suddenly a bright violet light flashed in front of her eyes and then disappeared as quickly as it had come. Alanna blinked in surprise. What was that, she said to herself as she tried to blink away the spots left in her vision. She shook her head as she thought of the only explanation there could possibly be. Thom. He had warned her that he would be trying all sort of different magic to somehow connect them. The only reason she had had any warning was after her had tried to use her Gift without her permission and received her wrath in a stream of very harsh letters.
Whatever had just happened left her mind in as quickly as it had come. She was used to it and wasn't bothered to spend her precious time to herself worrying over it. She dropped her head down onto her pillow and decided to have an early night. Why waste perfectly good dreaming time on being polite at dinner. She could just say she had felt ill. Without another thought, she closed her eyes and was asleep before she knew it.
~*~*~*~
Alanna was surprised at the sight that greeted her when she closed her eyes. Instead of her usual thought about sword fights and wars (in which she played a big part in and usually helped win) she found herself in a room. It was a plain room but richly furnished. There was a gold wrought mirror on the wall and delicately carved chairs. But, the most extravagant thing in the room, or so it seemed to Alanna, was the bed. It was a four- post bed with red velvet drapes and a richly embroidered quilt. On top of this quilt sat an astonishingly handsome man with dark hair and sparkling sapphire blue eyes. And those eyes were staring straight at her.
"Who are you?" he asked. He looked as surprised as she was.
"I'm." she paused. This could be some sort of spell and it may not have pleasant consequences.
"I'm Anna." It's closed enough, she told herself, and anyway, it's a dream. It's not like it's going to matter. "Who are you?"
"My name's Jon. What are you doing in my room?"
"This is your room. Wow, it's really nice. You must have really rich taste." Jon blushed.
"I'm sorry. I'm not sure what's going on. I thought this was my dream."
"So did I"
Jon shook hid head, as if to check he wasn't seeing or hearing things. "Well, if this is a dream, how come it seems so real?"
"I know what you mean. It seems almost magical. "I don't really know," Alanna replied while her mind was screaming a million things at once. The most prominent thought, though, was that it had to e a dream and so what was said and done could never have any effect on her real life.
Or could it?
*~*~*~*
Bit of a cliffhanger there. I no these chapters are short and I will try to make them longer. Just be patient with me.
Review.
StarFire