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find in this. yet. muahhahahaha!!
A/N This takes place sometime after TRICKSTERS CHOICE ~ which I will read on Tuesday ~ so Alanna is around 40 and all of her children are off being adults. as if any kid of George would ever really grow up. anyway enjoy or not, PLEASE review my first fic!!
Alanna the Lioness rolled over in bed, curling up to avoid the cold that was in the air around her. Usually her bedroom at Pirates Swoop was kept warm by the enormous fireplace that took up the whole of one wall. But Alanna had forgotten to build up the fire during the night, and now there was nothing left but cold embers.
It wasn't entirely her fault, usually her husband George took care of it, but he was in Corus for a few days working on business. Alanna slowly climbed out of bed and then immediately hopped back in after stepping onto the icy stone floor. She hated cold with a passion; she always had, ever since she was a small girl in Trebond, before she was the first lady knight in over 100 years.
Alanna thought back to the days when she was in training at the palace and shuddered. She was glad to be a knight, and she would do it again if she had to, but the years of deception were not fun. Alanna had to pretend she was a boy for eight years to receive her training. That meant that she couldn't ever swim, even in the hottest days of the summer.
Only a very few people had known who she was, including the then "Prince" Jonathan and her best friend and now husband George, the former king of thieves. Alanna, wincing, got out of bed, and ran over to her dresser to get some socks. She wasn't used to this "being at home" deal. Normally she was the one off on "business" and George was at home. Of course her business was being the king's champion while George's was being the King's spy, but still she couldn't help feeling that the tables were turning, and she didn't like it at all.
Alanna knew that it was her own idea to take this "vacation", it had seemed a good idea at the time. They had just wound up the war with Scanra and she felt that she needed some time off. But she hadn't thought that Jonathan would agree so readily. "Oh yes Alanna, we can manage, go take a few weeks off if that's what you want." Alanna knew it was silly of her, but she had rather fancied the King going on and on about how they simply couldn't spare her for mare than a few days without the kingdom collapsing, so to speak. Now she was feeling a little useless, and that wasn't something she was used to feeling.
Alanna, now outfitted in light padded armor, started to head outside to the training yard. She always felt better after bashing the heads off a few straw dummies, and who knew, maybe something exciting would happen.
Did you like it? Please say you did! I will update sooner if I get some reviews! Btw, this is my first fic so I'm all for some CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. Ok? Thanks tons and bunches!
Love, cwfanatic
A/N This takes place sometime after TRICKSTERS CHOICE ~ which I will read on Tuesday ~ so Alanna is around 40 and all of her children are off being adults. as if any kid of George would ever really grow up. anyway enjoy or not, PLEASE review my first fic!!
Alanna the Lioness rolled over in bed, curling up to avoid the cold that was in the air around her. Usually her bedroom at Pirates Swoop was kept warm by the enormous fireplace that took up the whole of one wall. But Alanna had forgotten to build up the fire during the night, and now there was nothing left but cold embers.
It wasn't entirely her fault, usually her husband George took care of it, but he was in Corus for a few days working on business. Alanna slowly climbed out of bed and then immediately hopped back in after stepping onto the icy stone floor. She hated cold with a passion; she always had, ever since she was a small girl in Trebond, before she was the first lady knight in over 100 years.
Alanna thought back to the days when she was in training at the palace and shuddered. She was glad to be a knight, and she would do it again if she had to, but the years of deception were not fun. Alanna had to pretend she was a boy for eight years to receive her training. That meant that she couldn't ever swim, even in the hottest days of the summer.
Only a very few people had known who she was, including the then "Prince" Jonathan and her best friend and now husband George, the former king of thieves. Alanna, wincing, got out of bed, and ran over to her dresser to get some socks. She wasn't used to this "being at home" deal. Normally she was the one off on "business" and George was at home. Of course her business was being the king's champion while George's was being the King's spy, but still she couldn't help feeling that the tables were turning, and she didn't like it at all.
Alanna knew that it was her own idea to take this "vacation", it had seemed a good idea at the time. They had just wound up the war with Scanra and she felt that she needed some time off. But she hadn't thought that Jonathan would agree so readily. "Oh yes Alanna, we can manage, go take a few weeks off if that's what you want." Alanna knew it was silly of her, but she had rather fancied the King going on and on about how they simply couldn't spare her for mare than a few days without the kingdom collapsing, so to speak. Now she was feeling a little useless, and that wasn't something she was used to feeling.
Alanna, now outfitted in light padded armor, started to head outside to the training yard. She always felt better after bashing the heads off a few straw dummies, and who knew, maybe something exciting would happen.
Did you like it? Please say you did! I will update sooner if I get some reviews! Btw, this is my first fic so I'm all for some CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. Ok? Thanks tons and bunches!
Love, cwfanatic