A/N: ok another confusing one, it will get less confusing next chapter (the gods are gonna leave soon) anyway, in case you don't know I fixed chapter five. Joren is a Jerk again. Yay. Thanx for reading, please review. -Siren
Disclaimer: if I owned the characters I wouldn't be writing a fanfic.
Joren tried desperately to see the computer screen and read the typing on it, Siren swiveled in her chair to face him, "Joren trust me, I'll let you go in due time I promise." He yelled at her, "This is Kidnapping, I'll have you arrested and put in the dungeon," *sigh *. He'll never learn
If Secrets Could Kill…Ch 6
Joren woke with a start. Dam, another stupid dream. Cursing under his breath, he stumbled out of bed. The images ran through his head, so clear he doubted he would ever forget.
Keladry stood a smug smile on her face. She leaned against her sword. "Lost again Joren? Looks like your losing your touch." She laughed a very unkind laugh.
Joren lay on the ground, a cut blemishing his left cheek. Helplessly he watched as she continued to laugh at his defeat. Within moments the scene changed, now he stood alone in a pitch-black room. Although it could hardly be described as a room, there was no way to make out the difference between the walls and floors. There was no light.
Without warning Siren appeared, her bright copper red hair cascading down her back in thick waves. She stood in the only light. A single beam that appeared as she did, out of no ware. "Joren, give up please. I'd rather not hurt you, but things may get messy if you refuse to admit…" she sighed and slowly began to fade out.
But it was far from over.
He stood in the center of the ballroom. Dressed to dance. Life can't get much worse or at least that's what he thought. Kel moved with silent grace. She broke off her dance with one of her insipid friends and begun to walk his way.
He stood there, trying to move, but he was stuck in his place. She finished her decent towards him. With a slim hand she reached for his. Could he be any more humiliated, she was dressed in plain gray breaches and a white shirt under a light blue tunic. She was dressed like a boy.
He glared at her. His piercing ice blue eyes filling with hate. Kel only smiled, the whole court had turned to watch them dance. The conservative with the lady knight. She leaned in as they danced. Her lips coming close to his ear so she could whisper. "Come now Joren. Don't you luv the rules of etiquette, if you refuse to dance, you look like the incredible prick you are. If you do dance, people will assume you don't unmistakably hate me any more." She gave a small laugh and twirled in his hands. Her smile was one of a wolf that had caught his pray. Joren began to get dizzy and then…
He awoke with a start. Dam all female knights…may the black god keep their souls. He walked around his room, finding the clothing he would wear that day in a big oak dresser.
A bell tolled, just as he heard a knock on his door. Walking without determination he reached the door. When he opened it, it revealed a servant dressed in palace livery. "Sir Joren, the king wish's for you to attend the meeting this morning in the conference room. If you'll fallow me Sir I'll…" the servant stopped short seeing the growl coming across Joren's perfect face. The man nodded, turned and began to walk away.
Joren followed the man, even though he was capable of finding the Conference Room himself. He kept thinking back to that dream. What if that's what she's planing to do, humiliate me in front of the court if I don't corporate, shit. He walked into the conference room. He looked around and gave a dejected sigh.
Sullenly he took a seat next to Cori. Cori looked at him and gave a sinister smirk. Joren raised his eyebrows in question of why he was smirking, just when he was about to ask, Siren walked in wearing a…a dress? "I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, Gods this isn't fair." She walked over in an obvious huff and plunked herself down next to Alanna. She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at Cori, her father, the god Porter walked in.
"Siren, my sweet. You are visiting nobles of another country. We don't want them thinking we're not honoring their presence, do we?" His voice deep and melodious. Siren glared at Cori and under her breath muttered something about killing him later. Phoenix walked in with Faithful in her arms. Faithful jumped down and took a seat on the table in front of Alanna. " Siren, cheer up. At least you look pretty in a dress" Faithful's attempt to cheer her up were met by a frown.
Although she did look beautiful in a long blue dress, its bodice was dressed in silver embroidery and the hems were covered in silver ribbon. Her long hair, once again, fell in lengthy waves down her back and over her strong shoulders. Her eyes were a subtle shade of orange with a hue of yellow around the iris.
Kel walked in and perched next to Siren, she had been up early, at daybreak, engrossed in thoughts of yesterday's conference. Talk began of what they were going to do about Joren and the Bet. The King had been the first one in the room. His strong voice echoed through the room as he spoke. "Everyone, please. What are we going to do about your dilemma Princess Siren." He nodded toward her, and she smiled, it was a smile the crooked god would wear. " I have an idea…" Cori cut in before she could continue, "there's something new" she glared at him and proceeded, " They're a little young, but it might just work." Her father spoke his mind, " you can't be thinking what I think you thinking, Siren it's too dangerous for mortals especially, young mortals."
She only smiled, "I predict they would not agree." She gave Joren a wicked look. " Would you?" her question sparked curious glances from the rest of the room. " Let me tell you a story, a long time ago before most of us were born" she looked at her father, as a god he was inevitably the oldest in the room, " there was a stone created with the ability to steal a gods power and render them mortals. There was a great battle over the God Stone; all the mortals wanted it to steal the Power of the Gods.
The creator gave the Stone to the god Hera; he in tern hid it deep within the Aislynn Forest. The forest is said to house dangerous creatures and immortals of all kinds. Legend has it that the Stone is hidden in a cave under running water. What that means, well there are hundreds of streams and rivers, as well as several water falls in the forest." She stopped and looked at Phoenix.
Phoenix smiled and continued where her sister had left off. "As of late, there is a King called Joshua White. He is looking for the Stone to steal my sisters power and turn her into a mortal." Phoenix looked at her sister with a sinister smile, " because he wishes to make Siren his bride. Now, it will take him a few days to get to the forest, and if Siren goes after the Stone and he gets there first, well…" when she stopped, Siren began. " This would be the perfect opportunity for Kel to prove herself a good knight. Joren and Kel can go retrieve the Gods Stone for me" with that a green glitter of joy appeared in her eyes. "Of course, Kel isn't a knight yet, but that can be over looked…"
A/N: thanx to every one who read…don't forget to review. You're all the best.
Dragon Fire: thanx…there will be lots more *sinister laughter is heard, Joren looks up from his spot on the floor, "what in the name of the Gods was that?" Siren pouts, " my sinister laugh, you don't like it?" he snorted, "that was your sinister laugh?" and burst into laughs himself. *
That girl: thanx for letting me know I was off my noodle. Joren is a Jerk again however and all is right in the world (or at least tortall) thanx again:)
Larsdinn: Thank you too. For helping me see the light, or rather dark. Glad Joren is back to him old self again. Enjoy reading. Don't be afraid to review.
