A/N This fic came to me as many do: talking with my best friend on the phone or in person. You could say I relay all my ideas to her and she gives me her opinions whether I like them or not.

This was just one of those fics where I was doing a what-if to my friend and the whole idea erupted into my head and I had to write it. That's how most of my fanfics and ideas work. In case you were curious as to how my mind works.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything you recognise. Period. End of discussion.


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The following day Alanna and Alianne headed north from Pirate's Swoop onward toward Corus. Four
days into their journey they were staying at an inn in Port Caynn. They were planning to head straight to Corus in the morning.

While settling down to bed, Alanna asked, "Is he a thief?"

Alianne slipped her nightgown over her head and replied, "No, mother." Smiling, she added, "I wouldn't want to make the same mistake you did."

Alanna took a swipe at her daughter's behind, but Alianne jumped out of her reach just in time. "Mother, did you ever see anyone other than Father?"

Alanna rolled onto her back. "Yes," she replied wistfully.

Alianne flopped next to her. "Anyone I might know?"

"Maybe."

"Tell, please?"

"Fine."

"Yes!"

"No interruptions?"

"No interruptions." Alianne zipped her mouth shut.

"When I was a squire, I fell in love with a boy."

"When you were disguised as a boy?"

"Yes, and he loved me too. That was the best part. He loved me." Alanna looked up to the ceiling, lost in thought.

"What happened?" Alianne asked, tearing Alanna away from her thoughts.

"He proposed."

Alianne looked at her mother confused. "He proposed? Was it Father?"

"No, your father had proposed to me in a very indirect way. Jon, that was his name, was very obvious. He didn't beat around the bush."

"What did you say?" Alianne asked, interested.

"I told him I needed time to think. After a few weeks, I still hadn't decided and we fought because of it. He returned home from the desert. He proposed to me when I returned from Sarain and Maren, but it wasn't the same. I brought him a fine woman to marry and he did. And I married your father," Alanna finished, a smile on her lips and a frown in her eyes.

"Anyone else?" Alianne persisted.

"Yes."

"Will you tell?"

"Yes."

"Who?"

"His name was Liam Ironarm, the Shang Dragon."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"What happened between you two?"

"He flirted with me and we were attracted to each other. He taught me Shang. But the relationship was doomed to failure."

"Why?"

"You're just full of questions today, aren't you?

"Yes. Now tell"

"Very well. He was afraid of my magic. And you know how much I use my magic. We could never be."

"Then what happened?"

"At the coronation day disaster, he died to save our king."

"Wow. His name is Liam too."

"Whose name is Liam?"

"The boy. Liam."

"Oh, I see."

Alianne yawned. "We'd best get to bed if you're so tired." Alanna stated.

"No! Tell me more!"

"I don't have any other stories. No other men."

"Are you sure?" Alianne gave her mother an accusing eye. "What about Raoul? Or Gary?"

"Never happened. It will never happen. Now to bed."

"Mother! I'm 17! I can go to bed when I like."

"Go to sleep," Alanna said once more.

"But, mother--"

"I said 'go to sleep.' Now go! Now!"

"Fine, fine, fine."

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I must say that I did have a lot of fun with this chapter. It's pretty much pointless, but it reveals the relationship between Alanna and her daugher. Alanna and Alianne. Hopefully I won't mix them around on accident. Anyway, I really enjoy all the feedback that I'm getting on this fanfic.

In case you were wondering why Alianne calls Alanna and George 'Mother' and 'Father' is because I find Mom and Dad inappropriate during this time and because they are nobles they do not say "Ma" or "Pa" or "Da."

I can't believe all the reviews I got! *shrieks with happiness* I was going to be happy is I got 2 reviews, but 19?? You people are so kind! Keep it up!! Was it the summary that made you want to read this fic? Or was it because it was written by me? Please let me know which one or if it was something completely different.

Thanks to:

Epitaph Munku-JGSPTV: I'm glad you like it. I like the last line too. But, you have to wait for the next chapter!

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Lady Arianna: *grins evilly* I love it when the reviewers ask questions. I love to make you wait.

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Remiko: I really need to learn a new language....*lightbulb* Grazie! *smiles*

Camisole: I'm not really interested in telling anyone yet. Though my idea-bouncer-offer knows..She always knows. She knows about fics that will never be written. I like to torture Alanna. I think this is just a cute little idea. Thanks!!!!

SailorPluto7: *frowns* Now that makes me wish it was Neal....but to tell the honest truth? Who's Alanna going to fall in love with? Baird? He's married!!

Squire Kali: Next chapter!!

Rae: You're still going to have to wait. I like to make people wait. It's fun!

Lady Katherine: Thank you soooo much! That is so sweet!

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Siren Porter: Darn school..........grrrrr.....I don't mind cliches. That's what some of my ideas are. Just some twists.

Lady Lucy A/J 4ever: Shhhh!!!! I know you have a very good idea who *else* might find love and with who. It's soooo obvious to you I bet. Luckily I am not doing any major surprises. Nothing scary. I hope. Nothing like The Boyfriend, which if you are totally in for a shocker, read! Hermione gets a boyfriend and brings him to London or somewhere to meet Harry and Ron. You'll never guess who he is if don't read it. And it is NOT a Tortall character. Or anyone from a series of books!



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