If She Had Been Quicker~ Chapter 15

A/N Yes I know Roger's Gift is orange, but the fire he is throwing is blue. I am finally posting a new chapter of this story! It has been so long since I have posted anything, I almost forgot how to do it! ^_^

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot, and a few characters and/or fiefs that you don't recognize.

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* He walked slowly towards her, a blue fire pooling in his open fist *

Alanna backed up, desperately trying to concentrate on the spell for the Wall of Power, when suddenly there came a loud crash from Jon's room. Roger turned around, eyes widening slowly, yet keeping the spell for the blue fire going strong. Jon stood in the doorway connecting his and Alanna's rooms looking confused and slightly outraged.

"What in the name of Mithros and the Goddess do you think you're doing?!? Have you all gone mad?"

Roger smiled at his cousin and let the spell go as he began fiddling with the jewel on his collar.

" Well, you see cousin, I was in your room looking for a spell book I thought I had leant you, when squire Alan barged in trying to attack me with his magic. I had been unsuspecting and had merely conjured up the first thing I thought of when you walked in."

Jonathon's eyes glazed over slightly as he looked from Roger to Alanna, seemingly not knowing whom to believe. Roger fiddled with the jewel some more, and Jonathon began to speak.

"Alan, what do you think you're doing trying to attack my cousin? He has just as much right to be in my room as I. After all, we are family. I don't want any more of this behavior from you."

Alanna's eyes widened and she gasped.

" But Jon! I didn't do a thing! He attacked first! Look around you! Do you see any traces of my Gift anywhere?"

Jonathon looked around warily before he opened his mouth to reply.

" That is not a suitable excuse. I expected better behavior from you, Alan of Trebond. Come Roger. Let us search for that book you wanted. " Roger smirked in Alanna's direction, and walked alongside Jonathon into his room, closing the door with a barely audible click. Alanna sat upon her bed merely staring at the wall. Faithful climbed up into her lap, looking at her with his large violet eyes.

" Do you believe what just happened? " she asked him. He mewed softly then answered, 'It seems your smiling foe has gotten your prince held under some kind of spell, now doesn't it?'

Ok this is only half of the chapter but I need to get off my computer ASAP because I am in trouble, and I want to give you a taste of what will happen next week instead of leaving you all with nothing. Tomorrow the next half will be up and I feel if I don't post this now then I never will, and having half a chapter up will get me cracking on the other part. Until next time friends. R&R and Goddess Bless.

~*~ Mistress Moony ~*~