Hello all my faithful readers! Wow, I actually have more than 10 reviews!
I'm so excited! Ok, disclaimer: don't own, so don't sue.
The story line is mine, and so is the soon-to-arrive Lady Simone of Wild Lake. I think she's going to pop up in the next chapter, so sorry to delay your reading! Enjoy^-^
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Delia stormed out of the great hall when the prince left with Alanna. I can't believe that, that, bitch! Jonathan has been eyeing her ever since she's arrived and now I can't get two words out of him. He totally ignores me now-it isn't fair! What does that…female have that I don't? She's not even pretty, thought the ever-jealous Delia. How did she, how could she, how DARE she step in and steal him away from me!
She forced herself to calm down and thought hard. She shuddered, oh dear. Roger definitely won't be happy about this at all. She made her way to the Duke's rooms, carefully making sure no one saw her. When she came to his door, she rapped it with her knuckles quickly in a pattern. She rapped twice, then paused and rapped twice more. The door swung open and she quickly ducked inside.
"Why aren't you at the party, Delia?" asked Duke roger of Conté, sitting in a chair by the fireplace. Delia curtsied prettily and proceeded to tell him what was wrong.
"…and he just ignores me. I'm sure that it's Lady Alanna's entire stupid fault. She left with him after the dance. I didn't even have a chance to intercept Jon."
Roger frowned. He'd seen the girl that Delia was talking about. Unlike most people, she had flaming red hair and violet eyes. It could only mean that she was young Thom's twin sister. Hmm, he thought, I couldn't read her either. Damn Trebonds! It must be their magic-it shields them from my probing. If I know anything about Thom, his sister is just as slippery as he is. She may be a threat to me, but perhaps not.
Delia interrupted his thoughts, dropping to her knees and sobbing into his lap, "Oh, my lord, I've failed you. Forgive me!" He laid a hand on her head and stroked her hair, thinking out loud,
"My cousin is proving very evasive. Perhaps it's time to move into phase two of my plan."
"Phase two? Oh my lord, let me help! I'll do anything you ask of me; just tell me what to do! I'm but yours to command!"
"Thank you Delia, but there is little you can do right now. I'll let you know as soon as I have a job for you. However, while it is apparent my young cousin has no more feelings for you, let him know that you are still his to command."
"Of course, and Alanna?"
"I must meet this Alanna. Perhaps she will even join us, hmm?"
"No, Roger! Alanna will never join us. She's befriended the prince already, so there is no way we can change her alliance. And she's dangerous my lord, I know it! She has so much power-even enough to rival your own!" she shivered, remembering the things Alanna would do when she was angry at the convent. Even the priestesses couldn't control her at times. She hated Alanna with all her soul, and she knew that that-female-would get in the way of their plans. She wanted Roger to kill her, torture her, anything to make her sorry for taking Jon away and meddling in their perfect scheme to take the throne.
"Fetch Alex. It's time I had a talk with him." Delia jumped up to do what she was told. When she had gone, he stared deep into the fire, talking to himself.
"If what she says is true, I must certainly think of what to do with Lady Alanna."
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I'm so sorry this is so short, but I really couldn't think up anything for Roger's introduction to the story. I'll try to make the next chapters longer though. I've been really busy lately, so I haven't been able to update too much. Sorry, try to bear with me here.
~Linz~
The story line is mine, and so is the soon-to-arrive Lady Simone of Wild Lake. I think she's going to pop up in the next chapter, so sorry to delay your reading! Enjoy^-^
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Delia stormed out of the great hall when the prince left with Alanna. I can't believe that, that, bitch! Jonathan has been eyeing her ever since she's arrived and now I can't get two words out of him. He totally ignores me now-it isn't fair! What does that…female have that I don't? She's not even pretty, thought the ever-jealous Delia. How did she, how could she, how DARE she step in and steal him away from me!
She forced herself to calm down and thought hard. She shuddered, oh dear. Roger definitely won't be happy about this at all. She made her way to the Duke's rooms, carefully making sure no one saw her. When she came to his door, she rapped it with her knuckles quickly in a pattern. She rapped twice, then paused and rapped twice more. The door swung open and she quickly ducked inside.
"Why aren't you at the party, Delia?" asked Duke roger of Conté, sitting in a chair by the fireplace. Delia curtsied prettily and proceeded to tell him what was wrong.
"…and he just ignores me. I'm sure that it's Lady Alanna's entire stupid fault. She left with him after the dance. I didn't even have a chance to intercept Jon."
Roger frowned. He'd seen the girl that Delia was talking about. Unlike most people, she had flaming red hair and violet eyes. It could only mean that she was young Thom's twin sister. Hmm, he thought, I couldn't read her either. Damn Trebonds! It must be their magic-it shields them from my probing. If I know anything about Thom, his sister is just as slippery as he is. She may be a threat to me, but perhaps not.
Delia interrupted his thoughts, dropping to her knees and sobbing into his lap, "Oh, my lord, I've failed you. Forgive me!" He laid a hand on her head and stroked her hair, thinking out loud,
"My cousin is proving very evasive. Perhaps it's time to move into phase two of my plan."
"Phase two? Oh my lord, let me help! I'll do anything you ask of me; just tell me what to do! I'm but yours to command!"
"Thank you Delia, but there is little you can do right now. I'll let you know as soon as I have a job for you. However, while it is apparent my young cousin has no more feelings for you, let him know that you are still his to command."
"Of course, and Alanna?"
"I must meet this Alanna. Perhaps she will even join us, hmm?"
"No, Roger! Alanna will never join us. She's befriended the prince already, so there is no way we can change her alliance. And she's dangerous my lord, I know it! She has so much power-even enough to rival your own!" she shivered, remembering the things Alanna would do when she was angry at the convent. Even the priestesses couldn't control her at times. She hated Alanna with all her soul, and she knew that that-female-would get in the way of their plans. She wanted Roger to kill her, torture her, anything to make her sorry for taking Jon away and meddling in their perfect scheme to take the throne.
"Fetch Alex. It's time I had a talk with him." Delia jumped up to do what she was told. When she had gone, he stared deep into the fire, talking to himself.
"If what she says is true, I must certainly think of what to do with Lady Alanna."
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I'm so sorry this is so short, but I really couldn't think up anything for Roger's introduction to the story. I'll try to make the next chapters longer though. I've been really busy lately, so I haven't been able to update too much. Sorry, try to bear with me here.
~Linz~