Alanna gets revenge
Thank you for the reviews!! This is my first story so I'm really pleased about the positive comments!! * Note * I call the grown up one Alanna and the young one Alan - just to avoid confusion!! So when I refer to Alan as "she" that's why!
"Are you sure you're not just making this up?" George asked. They were in the Dancing Dove, holding a whispered conversation at the bar. Alan hadn't wanted to talk to Jon, knowing that he would think she was just jealous.
"George! She said Alanna. Plain and clear." George frowned.
"But how would she have known?"
"I don't know! She's really vindictive. She might tell someone. Can you talk to her? Try and get something out of her."
"I'll try."
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Alanna was having fun. During the day she mingled and gossiped with the court, enjoying luxuries she had never had as a page. Jon hadn't made any advances since she had snubbed him, so at the moment she was just enjoying court life. It was three days since she had arrived, she was taking a walk in the palace gardens. Jon approached her. "Hello Jonathon." She said smiling politely. She decided that she would toy with him, make him pay. He was out of breath. "Hello. I've been trying to catch up with you." She knew. "how are you?"
"Fine. I was attacked by your squire the other day." He looked worried. "Never mind he- him." Alanna allowed herself a little smile. He gave her an odd look which she ignored. "I just wanted to ask, may I escort you to the ball tonight?" Alanna considered her options. Ordinarily, she would say "of course!" and jump up and down. But this was different. "I'm sorry," she said politely. "I already have an escort. He looked disappointed. "Oh, alright." He left. Her plans to secure someone to the dance were made redundant when Gary approached her later. She accepted.
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At the dance, Alanna saw Jon shoot her and Gary a jealous look as he waltzed with a stunning brunette. She was having a drink when George came into the room. She frowned, that was wrong. Why was he here? Looking around the room he walked towards her. "Lady Jiane, may I have a private word?" She nodded, intrigued. "Of course, one second." She touched Gary on the arm, he turned round. "I'm just going for a walk to clear my head. I'll be back in a bit." He nodded. Outside George turned to her. He looked uncomfortable. "Um, Jiane. You talked to Alan?" Alanna frowned. She didn't want her cover blown. "Sorry, who?" "The Prince's squire."
"Oh! Yes, a bit. Why?" She had put him in a difficult position. He had clearly expected her to say something like "You mean Alanna." But she hadn't and now he didn't know what to say. He didn't want to blow Alan's cover in case she really didn't know anything. "Well, did you, um, notice anything unusual about him?" "No, why?" She could see him thinking fast. "Well, he's in a very close position to the prince. We were just, making sure he was safe. Not an assassin or anything." He laughed weakly. "Sorry for wasting your time. "That's okay." she said. He smiled.
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************* Alan shot George her worst look. "George! I did not mishear her! She said Alanna! She was probably just trying to put you off!" "Alanna. You're being paranoid. She seemed perfectly lovely." Alan sighed. "Not you too." "What?" "All my friends are going on about her, how lovely and beautiful she is. Gary couldn't speak sense for days after he escorted her to that ball." "Do I sense some jealousy here?" Alanna hit him.
Thank you for the reviews!! This is my first story so I'm really pleased about the positive comments!! * Note * I call the grown up one Alanna and the young one Alan - just to avoid confusion!! So when I refer to Alan as "she" that's why!
"Are you sure you're not just making this up?" George asked. They were in the Dancing Dove, holding a whispered conversation at the bar. Alan hadn't wanted to talk to Jon, knowing that he would think she was just jealous.
"George! She said Alanna. Plain and clear." George frowned.
"But how would she have known?"
"I don't know! She's really vindictive. She might tell someone. Can you talk to her? Try and get something out of her."
"I'll try."
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Alanna was having fun. During the day she mingled and gossiped with the court, enjoying luxuries she had never had as a page. Jon hadn't made any advances since she had snubbed him, so at the moment she was just enjoying court life. It was three days since she had arrived, she was taking a walk in the palace gardens. Jon approached her. "Hello Jonathon." She said smiling politely. She decided that she would toy with him, make him pay. He was out of breath. "Hello. I've been trying to catch up with you." She knew. "how are you?"
"Fine. I was attacked by your squire the other day." He looked worried. "Never mind he- him." Alanna allowed herself a little smile. He gave her an odd look which she ignored. "I just wanted to ask, may I escort you to the ball tonight?" Alanna considered her options. Ordinarily, she would say "of course!" and jump up and down. But this was different. "I'm sorry," she said politely. "I already have an escort. He looked disappointed. "Oh, alright." He left. Her plans to secure someone to the dance were made redundant when Gary approached her later. She accepted.
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At the dance, Alanna saw Jon shoot her and Gary a jealous look as he waltzed with a stunning brunette. She was having a drink when George came into the room. She frowned, that was wrong. Why was he here? Looking around the room he walked towards her. "Lady Jiane, may I have a private word?" She nodded, intrigued. "Of course, one second." She touched Gary on the arm, he turned round. "I'm just going for a walk to clear my head. I'll be back in a bit." He nodded. Outside George turned to her. He looked uncomfortable. "Um, Jiane. You talked to Alan?" Alanna frowned. She didn't want her cover blown. "Sorry, who?" "The Prince's squire."
"Oh! Yes, a bit. Why?" She had put him in a difficult position. He had clearly expected her to say something like "You mean Alanna." But she hadn't and now he didn't know what to say. He didn't want to blow Alan's cover in case she really didn't know anything. "Well, did you, um, notice anything unusual about him?" "No, why?" She could see him thinking fast. "Well, he's in a very close position to the prince. We were just, making sure he was safe. Not an assassin or anything." He laughed weakly. "Sorry for wasting your time. "That's okay." she said. He smiled.
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************* Alan shot George her worst look. "George! I did not mishear her! She said Alanna! She was probably just trying to put you off!" "Alanna. You're being paranoid. She seemed perfectly lovely." Alan sighed. "Not you too." "What?" "All my friends are going on about her, how lovely and beautiful she is. Gary couldn't speak sense for days after he escorted her to that ball." "Do I sense some jealousy here?" Alanna hit him.
