Okay, I don't even have my reviews yet and it hasn't even been an whole day
but I'm gonna write the 2nd chapter cuz I'm bored. I mean REALLY bored. O,
and I just wanna state that, I used a TINY bit of kenshin in this cuz I
wanted something exotic about her.. besides the whole white hair and dark
dark eyes.yeah.. And don't forget [] means Blake's thoughts now. Tell me if
It's confusing and I'll consider changing it ... I guess.
Disclaimer: blah blah blah don't own this blah blah blah don't own that. You guys know the drill. Lol. Just kiddin, I would never disrespect Tamora Pierce, one of today's most renowned authors like that. I do not own anything that has to do with Tamora Pierce's books. *sigh* but I wish I did.
Chapter 1: Secrets
"I don't know Blake." Said Fiona as she watched her daughter's eyes. They were in the immense dining room eating breakfast when Blake decided to pop the question on her mom. Her dad was in the room but as usual Blake ignored him. 'She's grown up so much' Fiona thought as she looked on at her daughters bent head, still down, trying to think of ways to convince her. She's been training with that kantana (did I spell it rite? Please don't hate me) ever since she was 5 and she was amazingly fast and deadly with it. 'Not that she's killed anyone, I doubt she thinks it's worth her time to kill' Fiona thought wryly. As Fiona looked on she suddenly had regrets that they've grown so far apart. 'I'll just never understand her, why in dear heavens would she want to wear clothes like a man?' her daughter was dressed in black breeches and a white shirt that ruffled slightly as she walked. Fiona remembered fondly of Dark, her beloved and the promise she made to him. 'I'm just having a little fun with her. Of course I'll let her go.' And with that thought she rose.
"Of course you may go my dearest." Fiona said with a smile lighting her eyes. Blake stood up abruptly and hugged Fiona tightly. Fiona enclosed Blake in a loving embrace, tears in her eyes. 'She hasn't done this in years' she thought happily. "Thank you mom, I love you so much" Blake said and ended the statement with a slight squeeze in her hug. "Now hold on a minute!" Lord Ginu said. " I won't let this go on a moment longer." His arm snaked out grabbing hold of Blake. "Where did you get these silly ideas? I've banned you from learning the sword, though I let you learn how to fight with that kantana." His voice shook when he said this. "And fighting with fists is out of the question, I stopped that at the throat when you were 5!" and he shook her slightly. "Take your hands off me." Blake said quietly, her body rigid with the effort it took not to strike him. "How many times have I told you? You are not fit to touch me or Fiona in anyway." And she looked up at him with dark eyes. Lord Ginu thought he saw a flash of red in their depths and cried out in alarm. He hated how Blake made him feel, so inferior to her. Like she allowed him to live for pretenses sake. 'It has always been like that' he thought bitterly as he stalked angrily off muttering, "Fine, do what you like." Blake turned to her mom once more. "I wish you wouldn't do that honey," Fiona said with a slight upturn of her lips. "I can't help it mommy." Blake said meekly. Fiona looked at her, startled, then burst out laughing. [At least I still have a sense of humor.] thought Blake as she walked off, kissing Fiona lightly on the cheek as she passed her by. Fiona sighed softly, like many times before she wished that she could walk like Blake. 'Some dreams never come true' she thought wistfully.
***
Blake walked quickly towards the gate. "Lady Blake, I didn't hear you coming!" the guard by the gate said, mirth filling his voice. Her quiet... prowling, as they called it was an old joke between the guards and Blake. She flashed them a brilliant smile and said, "And you never will! Bye, I'm going out in the forest." And she happily walked off, a slight bounce in her steps. "Lady Blake was unusually happy." Said the guard to himself. They considered each other friends but he had never seen her so happy, he walked off to tell his friend to take his shift as he thought of that beautiful smile she flashed him. He sighed softly and looked in her direction but she was gone. 'I'm acting like some 13 year old boy that's smitten for the first time. But goddess bless she's beautiful.' he thought and with that he walked off.
***
She all but skipped towards the woods, she was so happy. [Thank you Mithros and all!] she thought happily as she continued to the darker part of the woods. She put down her shields and embraced her friends. There in the clearing sat a deer, Fleetwood, with the softest fur, a lion, Golden, with impossibly golden fur and mane hence the name, and a wood nymph, Dahlia, because she was sweeter then most. They all greeted her happily. [She let me go] she thought happily to her lifelong friends. Even they, friends of 9 years had never seen her so happy. Her usual manner was loving but detached, friendly but standoffish. The gathered round her nuzzling her affectionately. When do you leave? They all but blast the question at her. [2 days from now! I want to bring one of you with me, I wish I could] and she slowly went from happiness to slight distress. They've never seen her cry, or laugh for that matter. Nor have they seen her with any trace of full emotion in her features. She was either distressed or amused. It was rather intimidating but they were use to it. I will go with you said the wood nymph. These.. beasts, may stay here. The wood nymph sneered slightly as both the deer and the lion protested loudly. [It is final, Dahlia will come with me, I will try to visit you.. or smuggle you somehow into my rooms.] she was once more calm and detached. Blake lay down as her friends played around her. Taking a long deserved rest.
***
"I worry about her Lela" Fiona said to her maid. "She has no friends and gods know what she does in the forest." She turned around as Lela unlaced her corset. "She refuses to wear proper clothing and wants to become a knight!" but Lela just hummed unconcernedly at her Lady's worries saying, "You don't have to worries none about that girl, she can take care of herself." Fiona gently set herself in the tub. "Bu.." "No but's milady. She'll do fine in whatever she chooses to do." And with that Lela left so that Fiona could have her bath to herself. 'Why am I worrying? I know my beloved is ever watching over her. still, I wouldn't be much of a mother if I didn't worry!' and with that Fiona drifted off. Lounging in the jasmine scent of her tub.
*** 2 day's later ***
Blake barely looked at her surroundings as she entered Corus. Her beloved stallion, way bigger then her, was pure white. He was name Silverfoot for his grace He carried himself almost like Blake did. With pure grace and arrogance in every step. She was dressed in a dark cloak that concealed her features as she dismounted her horse and led him to the stables. "Here let me take that," said a palace hand wondering what a small lad was doing with a big hors, but Blake walked on as if she didn't hear. She brushed and combed her horse to perfection and gave it an apple. In turn he snorted softly towards her and nudged her towards the castle. Go give them a kick for me Silverfoot said and neighed softly. She looked up towards the castle and started her way towards her quarters. She met her training master Lord Joachim of Elintine and stood in line as he directed her. Not paying much attention as he stated that there would be sponsors to show her around she stared at the floor. Strangely she was feeling some anxiety towards who would pick her [If anyone] she thought. Of course someone will pick you! Stop being silly said Dahlia the wood nymph hiding in her cloak. Looking down further until she could see Dahlia concealed in her cloak she concealed her features further while she waited till he called her name. "Lady Blake of Encress. Who will sponsor her?" silence followed that question. Someone coughed slightly and a few boys snickered. "Someone will sponsor her!" Lord Joachim barked, and suddenly a deep lilting musical voice answered. "No need to yell, my dear man. I will be her sponsor." And two very large feet stepped into her view. "Well Lady, are you going to hide behind that cloak all day or will you let us see how you look like? Don't want to mistake you for some thief in the city, that I don't!" and with that she saw a large hand reach under her chin to lift it up. She stiffened and restrained herself from pulling out her kantana sword. Slowly he lifted her face up......
AN: I don't know if I'm good at cliffhangers cuz this is my first one!lol I hope I get good reviews cuz this is my first continued chapter. I was just REALLY bored and decided to write some moe! Well, no flames PLEAZE! And any suggestions would be welcomed,.. as long as their not flames! :P lol. I've revised this.... ONCE! Lol. Well, If I get good reviews, next chapter will be up in a few!
Disclaimer: blah blah blah don't own this blah blah blah don't own that. You guys know the drill. Lol. Just kiddin, I would never disrespect Tamora Pierce, one of today's most renowned authors like that. I do not own anything that has to do with Tamora Pierce's books. *sigh* but I wish I did.
Chapter 1: Secrets
"I don't know Blake." Said Fiona as she watched her daughter's eyes. They were in the immense dining room eating breakfast when Blake decided to pop the question on her mom. Her dad was in the room but as usual Blake ignored him. 'She's grown up so much' Fiona thought as she looked on at her daughters bent head, still down, trying to think of ways to convince her. She's been training with that kantana (did I spell it rite? Please don't hate me) ever since she was 5 and she was amazingly fast and deadly with it. 'Not that she's killed anyone, I doubt she thinks it's worth her time to kill' Fiona thought wryly. As Fiona looked on she suddenly had regrets that they've grown so far apart. 'I'll just never understand her, why in dear heavens would she want to wear clothes like a man?' her daughter was dressed in black breeches and a white shirt that ruffled slightly as she walked. Fiona remembered fondly of Dark, her beloved and the promise she made to him. 'I'm just having a little fun with her. Of course I'll let her go.' And with that thought she rose.
"Of course you may go my dearest." Fiona said with a smile lighting her eyes. Blake stood up abruptly and hugged Fiona tightly. Fiona enclosed Blake in a loving embrace, tears in her eyes. 'She hasn't done this in years' she thought happily. "Thank you mom, I love you so much" Blake said and ended the statement with a slight squeeze in her hug. "Now hold on a minute!" Lord Ginu said. " I won't let this go on a moment longer." His arm snaked out grabbing hold of Blake. "Where did you get these silly ideas? I've banned you from learning the sword, though I let you learn how to fight with that kantana." His voice shook when he said this. "And fighting with fists is out of the question, I stopped that at the throat when you were 5!" and he shook her slightly. "Take your hands off me." Blake said quietly, her body rigid with the effort it took not to strike him. "How many times have I told you? You are not fit to touch me or Fiona in anyway." And she looked up at him with dark eyes. Lord Ginu thought he saw a flash of red in their depths and cried out in alarm. He hated how Blake made him feel, so inferior to her. Like she allowed him to live for pretenses sake. 'It has always been like that' he thought bitterly as he stalked angrily off muttering, "Fine, do what you like." Blake turned to her mom once more. "I wish you wouldn't do that honey," Fiona said with a slight upturn of her lips. "I can't help it mommy." Blake said meekly. Fiona looked at her, startled, then burst out laughing. [At least I still have a sense of humor.] thought Blake as she walked off, kissing Fiona lightly on the cheek as she passed her by. Fiona sighed softly, like many times before she wished that she could walk like Blake. 'Some dreams never come true' she thought wistfully.
***
Blake walked quickly towards the gate. "Lady Blake, I didn't hear you coming!" the guard by the gate said, mirth filling his voice. Her quiet... prowling, as they called it was an old joke between the guards and Blake. She flashed them a brilliant smile and said, "And you never will! Bye, I'm going out in the forest." And she happily walked off, a slight bounce in her steps. "Lady Blake was unusually happy." Said the guard to himself. They considered each other friends but he had never seen her so happy, he walked off to tell his friend to take his shift as he thought of that beautiful smile she flashed him. He sighed softly and looked in her direction but she was gone. 'I'm acting like some 13 year old boy that's smitten for the first time. But goddess bless she's beautiful.' he thought and with that he walked off.
***
She all but skipped towards the woods, she was so happy. [Thank you Mithros and all!] she thought happily as she continued to the darker part of the woods. She put down her shields and embraced her friends. There in the clearing sat a deer, Fleetwood, with the softest fur, a lion, Golden, with impossibly golden fur and mane hence the name, and a wood nymph, Dahlia, because she was sweeter then most. They all greeted her happily. [She let me go] she thought happily to her lifelong friends. Even they, friends of 9 years had never seen her so happy. Her usual manner was loving but detached, friendly but standoffish. The gathered round her nuzzling her affectionately. When do you leave? They all but blast the question at her. [2 days from now! I want to bring one of you with me, I wish I could] and she slowly went from happiness to slight distress. They've never seen her cry, or laugh for that matter. Nor have they seen her with any trace of full emotion in her features. She was either distressed or amused. It was rather intimidating but they were use to it. I will go with you said the wood nymph. These.. beasts, may stay here. The wood nymph sneered slightly as both the deer and the lion protested loudly. [It is final, Dahlia will come with me, I will try to visit you.. or smuggle you somehow into my rooms.] she was once more calm and detached. Blake lay down as her friends played around her. Taking a long deserved rest.
***
"I worry about her Lela" Fiona said to her maid. "She has no friends and gods know what she does in the forest." She turned around as Lela unlaced her corset. "She refuses to wear proper clothing and wants to become a knight!" but Lela just hummed unconcernedly at her Lady's worries saying, "You don't have to worries none about that girl, she can take care of herself." Fiona gently set herself in the tub. "Bu.." "No but's milady. She'll do fine in whatever she chooses to do." And with that Lela left so that Fiona could have her bath to herself. 'Why am I worrying? I know my beloved is ever watching over her. still, I wouldn't be much of a mother if I didn't worry!' and with that Fiona drifted off. Lounging in the jasmine scent of her tub.
*** 2 day's later ***
Blake barely looked at her surroundings as she entered Corus. Her beloved stallion, way bigger then her, was pure white. He was name Silverfoot for his grace He carried himself almost like Blake did. With pure grace and arrogance in every step. She was dressed in a dark cloak that concealed her features as she dismounted her horse and led him to the stables. "Here let me take that," said a palace hand wondering what a small lad was doing with a big hors, but Blake walked on as if she didn't hear. She brushed and combed her horse to perfection and gave it an apple. In turn he snorted softly towards her and nudged her towards the castle. Go give them a kick for me Silverfoot said and neighed softly. She looked up towards the castle and started her way towards her quarters. She met her training master Lord Joachim of Elintine and stood in line as he directed her. Not paying much attention as he stated that there would be sponsors to show her around she stared at the floor. Strangely she was feeling some anxiety towards who would pick her [If anyone] she thought. Of course someone will pick you! Stop being silly said Dahlia the wood nymph hiding in her cloak. Looking down further until she could see Dahlia concealed in her cloak she concealed her features further while she waited till he called her name. "Lady Blake of Encress. Who will sponsor her?" silence followed that question. Someone coughed slightly and a few boys snickered. "Someone will sponsor her!" Lord Joachim barked, and suddenly a deep lilting musical voice answered. "No need to yell, my dear man. I will be her sponsor." And two very large feet stepped into her view. "Well Lady, are you going to hide behind that cloak all day or will you let us see how you look like? Don't want to mistake you for some thief in the city, that I don't!" and with that she saw a large hand reach under her chin to lift it up. She stiffened and restrained herself from pulling out her kantana sword. Slowly he lifted her face up......
AN: I don't know if I'm good at cliffhangers cuz this is my first one!lol I hope I get good reviews cuz this is my first continued chapter. I was just REALLY bored and decided to write some moe! Well, no flames PLEAZE! And any suggestions would be welcomed,.. as long as their not flames! :P lol. I've revised this.... ONCE! Lol. Well, If I get good reviews, next chapter will be up in a few!
