Ok next chappy .and I want more reviews . please . 18 chapters and not even
2 reviews per chapter . that's bad .
@crazyhorsegirl88: I am updating again *watching crazyhorsegirl jumping up and down * and it is D/N again *watching her head hitting the ceiling* Well enough of it .
Disclaimer: all belongs to the two TP´s
Jumping into the story
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Chapter 19
While people are getting more comfortable around each other, Jon grew more and more aside. He was too tired to do his job as a king properly. He just wanted to lay down and sleep and after a while drift into the realms of death. He did not want to live any longer. He did not know how to go through life without the love of his wife. Well, without anyone loving him, hugging him, and sharing a bed with him as well as his life his problems and the weight of his kingdom.
Alanna was brooding. A part of her still loved Jon. He was her first love and you never forget your first love. She still felt attached to him, she didn't like it to see him suffer. She wanted to kiss his sad look away. But she was a married woman. She was still in love with George. He was her husband, the father of her children. He was the one who loved her, more than his life. She wanted to stay with him, but at the same time, she wanted to stay with Jon.
Meanwhile George was in a battle. He and two squads of the own were in a trap, mages had set up. He saw the men dying. Men he had to lead. Men he actually had lead in this trap. Where were his senses? Goddess, he was once the King of the Rogues, and he wasn't able to see such an easy trap. He was old, he felt like a real old man. He saw the last of his men falling. And then, he knew, it was up to him, to die.
The mages were chanting, they made a big spell to torture the King and the Champion. They were opening a sort of the spell, close to the communication spell, but big enough to show a large image of a man being tortured. George.
The spell started to work and show the council Hall, George could see, his wife, and Jon, Gary, Daine, Numair, and the three strangers, from his position. Alanna was standing, her eyes shimmering with the tears she had to hold back. Jon just grew whiter. George knew that Jon wasn't himself right now. He was like a living death as Coram has told him after one evening he called the voice of the tribes.
Daine and Numair had paled too. Instinctively Daine hold onto Numair for comfort. Nobody could look away from the spell.
Two guards brought George neatly in front of it. He realised that they would show him like an animal in a menagerie. Then, one of the mages started speaking. "George Cooper of Pirates Swoop, say good bye to your friends. You have two minutes." Hearing a hidden scream from Alanna he knew, that the spell was not only visible but also like a common communication spell. He sighed, he would have to say bye to his love, and to two of his best and some of his really good friends, now and forever. "Alanna, "he started "I love you, never forget that. Look after the children. Live on for them and for Tortall. Jon, you two have to look for each other. Help her to get over this. Look after her like we all ever did. Gary, look after all of them. Please. Daine, Numair, good bye. Do not mourn too much. Just seek revenge and free Tortall again, and then raise the children. Don't do anything wrong, while they are killing me. For the sake of Tortall and of everyone there." He stopped. Alanna was pale, tears were running down her cheeks. "George, don't leave me. I love you. Never leave me." She whispered. "You know I have no choice! Live on, promise me to live on. Not only ´Lanna, all of you, promise me here and now, to live on. For the sake of a nearly dead friend." A bit reluctantly they promised, while the mages were furious with George. They had only suspected him to speak about his love and had hoped his wife would be broken and no longer fighting against them.
They killed George slowly. They tortured him to death, using hot irons, whipping and other things that were a bad thing to see AND to hear. Alanna fainted for a moment, but regained consciousness and watched till the end. Susan, Angua and Daine had fainted long before George actually died. Alanna hold on by will force, he was her husband, she had to give him the honour of not fading away.
Afterwards she collapsed and Jon and Gary woke up out of their trance. One of their best friends had died right before their eyes, and they couldn't do anything to help him. They heard every scream, every time the whip hit him, every sizzle when the hot iron hit his flesh. They were all crying.
Jon was looking after Alanna, Gary rushed to Susan's help, Numair got Daine into his arms trying to comfort her, and Angua was crying into Carrots shirt. The men nodded to each other and got up like one, everyone carrying one of the women. The one they cared about in a more than just friend's way. They carried them into the rooms, the girls were using. Staying there with their own one. Except for Jon and Alanna he went to an unoccupied room with her, knowing she wouldn't like to wake up in the room, she shared with George for years.
As Susan woke up, she saw Gary sitting on a chair next to her bed and looking at her with concern and worry in his eyes. She could see, that he had cried. She knew, that this George was one of his best friend and even she, who had met him just once, had cried for him. She had even fainted. She knew it was over for him now. She was used to death. But seeing torture and not only the one, the mages did to George, was too much.
Gary recognized that she was up. He tried to smile at her. "I am sorry for you, I know he was your friend." She managed to say, "And I am sorry, that I fainted, and made you work, instead of letting you mourn as you would like" He looked at her and pulled her into a kiss. "I won't like it, being alone in my grief. I would like it, to be with you." He whispered.
In another room, Angua was still crying into Carrots shirt. And he was crying, too. They were both exhausted and fell asleep.
In Daines room Numair was using his little bottle with that flower scent (whew what was the flower called? He used it in dunlath.) Daine woke up immediately, she hated the smell of it. She sat up, remembered what had happened to George. George who was a friend of her, the husband of one of her first friends in Tortall and someone who had offered her a home. She started crying again hiding her face in Numair's shirt. Numair gently put his arms around her. He was also crying, having lost a good friend, having seen him die, being unable to help him . it has nearly killed him. Hugging Daine, Numair realized how much he needed her. How much she could comfort him. They lay down on her bed together, still crying and after some time they fell asleep. As they wake, they started kissing, she pulled him as near as she could and he started rubbing her back. After some minutes, she relaxed a bit. They were kissing again and falling asleep again.
Alanna slowly woke up, seeing a crying Jon sitting next to her. She was startled. He had not shown any feelings for quite a time now. And now he was crying. Suddenly the memory hit her - George. She started to cry and sob again. Jon pulled her into a hug, afraid they were hugging the other, weeping for their loved ones and for their good friends.
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EEww I am evil. I killed George. Well, the story wanted to kill him, first I had a plan, what should roughly happen and in which chapter it should happen. But know the story is alive and developing in another direction.
@crazyhorsegirl88: I am updating again *watching crazyhorsegirl jumping up and down * and it is D/N again *watching her head hitting the ceiling* Well enough of it .
Disclaimer: all belongs to the two TP´s
Jumping into the story
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Chapter 19
While people are getting more comfortable around each other, Jon grew more and more aside. He was too tired to do his job as a king properly. He just wanted to lay down and sleep and after a while drift into the realms of death. He did not want to live any longer. He did not know how to go through life without the love of his wife. Well, without anyone loving him, hugging him, and sharing a bed with him as well as his life his problems and the weight of his kingdom.
Alanna was brooding. A part of her still loved Jon. He was her first love and you never forget your first love. She still felt attached to him, she didn't like it to see him suffer. She wanted to kiss his sad look away. But she was a married woman. She was still in love with George. He was her husband, the father of her children. He was the one who loved her, more than his life. She wanted to stay with him, but at the same time, she wanted to stay with Jon.
Meanwhile George was in a battle. He and two squads of the own were in a trap, mages had set up. He saw the men dying. Men he had to lead. Men he actually had lead in this trap. Where were his senses? Goddess, he was once the King of the Rogues, and he wasn't able to see such an easy trap. He was old, he felt like a real old man. He saw the last of his men falling. And then, he knew, it was up to him, to die.
The mages were chanting, they made a big spell to torture the King and the Champion. They were opening a sort of the spell, close to the communication spell, but big enough to show a large image of a man being tortured. George.
The spell started to work and show the council Hall, George could see, his wife, and Jon, Gary, Daine, Numair, and the three strangers, from his position. Alanna was standing, her eyes shimmering with the tears she had to hold back. Jon just grew whiter. George knew that Jon wasn't himself right now. He was like a living death as Coram has told him after one evening he called the voice of the tribes.
Daine and Numair had paled too. Instinctively Daine hold onto Numair for comfort. Nobody could look away from the spell.
Two guards brought George neatly in front of it. He realised that they would show him like an animal in a menagerie. Then, one of the mages started speaking. "George Cooper of Pirates Swoop, say good bye to your friends. You have two minutes." Hearing a hidden scream from Alanna he knew, that the spell was not only visible but also like a common communication spell. He sighed, he would have to say bye to his love, and to two of his best and some of his really good friends, now and forever. "Alanna, "he started "I love you, never forget that. Look after the children. Live on for them and for Tortall. Jon, you two have to look for each other. Help her to get over this. Look after her like we all ever did. Gary, look after all of them. Please. Daine, Numair, good bye. Do not mourn too much. Just seek revenge and free Tortall again, and then raise the children. Don't do anything wrong, while they are killing me. For the sake of Tortall and of everyone there." He stopped. Alanna was pale, tears were running down her cheeks. "George, don't leave me. I love you. Never leave me." She whispered. "You know I have no choice! Live on, promise me to live on. Not only ´Lanna, all of you, promise me here and now, to live on. For the sake of a nearly dead friend." A bit reluctantly they promised, while the mages were furious with George. They had only suspected him to speak about his love and had hoped his wife would be broken and no longer fighting against them.
They killed George slowly. They tortured him to death, using hot irons, whipping and other things that were a bad thing to see AND to hear. Alanna fainted for a moment, but regained consciousness and watched till the end. Susan, Angua and Daine had fainted long before George actually died. Alanna hold on by will force, he was her husband, she had to give him the honour of not fading away.
Afterwards she collapsed and Jon and Gary woke up out of their trance. One of their best friends had died right before their eyes, and they couldn't do anything to help him. They heard every scream, every time the whip hit him, every sizzle when the hot iron hit his flesh. They were all crying.
Jon was looking after Alanna, Gary rushed to Susan's help, Numair got Daine into his arms trying to comfort her, and Angua was crying into Carrots shirt. The men nodded to each other and got up like one, everyone carrying one of the women. The one they cared about in a more than just friend's way. They carried them into the rooms, the girls were using. Staying there with their own one. Except for Jon and Alanna he went to an unoccupied room with her, knowing she wouldn't like to wake up in the room, she shared with George for years.
As Susan woke up, she saw Gary sitting on a chair next to her bed and looking at her with concern and worry in his eyes. She could see, that he had cried. She knew, that this George was one of his best friend and even she, who had met him just once, had cried for him. She had even fainted. She knew it was over for him now. She was used to death. But seeing torture and not only the one, the mages did to George, was too much.
Gary recognized that she was up. He tried to smile at her. "I am sorry for you, I know he was your friend." She managed to say, "And I am sorry, that I fainted, and made you work, instead of letting you mourn as you would like" He looked at her and pulled her into a kiss. "I won't like it, being alone in my grief. I would like it, to be with you." He whispered.
In another room, Angua was still crying into Carrots shirt. And he was crying, too. They were both exhausted and fell asleep.
In Daines room Numair was using his little bottle with that flower scent (whew what was the flower called? He used it in dunlath.) Daine woke up immediately, she hated the smell of it. She sat up, remembered what had happened to George. George who was a friend of her, the husband of one of her first friends in Tortall and someone who had offered her a home. She started crying again hiding her face in Numair's shirt. Numair gently put his arms around her. He was also crying, having lost a good friend, having seen him die, being unable to help him . it has nearly killed him. Hugging Daine, Numair realized how much he needed her. How much she could comfort him. They lay down on her bed together, still crying and after some time they fell asleep. As they wake, they started kissing, she pulled him as near as she could and he started rubbing her back. After some minutes, she relaxed a bit. They were kissing again and falling asleep again.
Alanna slowly woke up, seeing a crying Jon sitting next to her. She was startled. He had not shown any feelings for quite a time now. And now he was crying. Suddenly the memory hit her - George. She started to cry and sob again. Jon pulled her into a hug, afraid they were hugging the other, weeping for their loved ones and for their good friends.
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EEww I am evil. I killed George. Well, the story wanted to kill him, first I had a plan, what should roughly happen and in which chapter it should happen. But know the story is alive and developing in another direction.
