Hope everyone enjoyed their summer! Sorry we haven't posted in so long. Hopefully this makes up for it! This chapter starts out kind of confusing, but just stick with it, cause it gets good.
Disclaimer: We don't own any of these characters, except perhaps Atrella, but no one can really own her…
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Kel struggled, but his grip was too strong.
"What's the news with the black mage boy?" the man in the dark cloak holding Kel whispered.
Kel winced as the man tightened his grip on her neck, lifting her off the ground.
"Help..." she tried, but she knew it was in vain. No one was going to be in this corridor at this time of night. Suddenly she saw something.
"Tobe?..." she tried.
A small figure on the ground replied "L-Lady..."
"Shut up!" the cloaked man yelled as he kicked Tobe. "I didn't drag you here to talk to each other, now tell me about the black mage!"
Kel struggled some more, but it was no use. The man was too strong, even for her. "Don't try me, you cur!" he yelled.
"Then try me!" a new voice yelled. Kel turned and saw a short, red headed knight standing a few paces away, sword drawn.
"Don't move, or I'll spill the blood of this slave," the man threatened.
Alanna just gripped the hilt of her sword tighter. "That is no mere slave. She's Lady Knight Sir Keladry of Mindelan, and she's about as likely to tell you about master Salmalín as I would agree to eat a spidren."
Suddenly purple magic snaked around the figure, and solidified to form chains. "You are going straight to the king and you will be punished for this insolence!" she said.
Alanna gave the cloaked man a good shake to emphasize her point, but as she did, the cloak slipped off his head and they all gasped. It was King Jonathan!
Alanna's magic dissolved as the king dropped Kel.
Then suddenly he shook his head and looked at the short knight pointing a sword at his face.
"What are you doing Alanna?" he yelled.
Alanna didn't lower her sword one inch. "What am I doing?" she asked. "Jon, what are you doing?"
He scowled. "What's that supposed to mean?" he asked irritably. "A second ago I was taking my morning ride, and now you're trying to kill me!"
"A second ago you were not taking your morning ride," Alanna said, "You were trying to kill Kel!"
His eyes widened. "I did not!" he protested.
"Something is definitely not right here," Kel said. "Let's go see Numair, he might know what's going on."
Alanna nodded. Jon stood up and Alanna kept her sword at his throat the whole time. "Alanna, knock it off!" he said.
"No," she said bluntly, "I'm doing my duty by protecting the country."
"From me? I'm the king!" he shouted.
"How do I know that? You could be an imposter, or under a spell or something. Now, let's move." She said and poked him in the back with the tip of her sword. He made a horrible face, but didn't say anything. Alanna grinned, she was going to enjoy the long walk to Numair's room.
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Note for anyone that likes Jon: We don't. :D
Disclaimer: We don't own any of these characters, except perhaps Atrella, but no one can really own her…
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Kel struggled, but his grip was too strong.
"What's the news with the black mage boy?" the man in the dark cloak holding Kel whispered.
Kel winced as the man tightened his grip on her neck, lifting her off the ground.
"Help..." she tried, but she knew it was in vain. No one was going to be in this corridor at this time of night. Suddenly she saw something.
"Tobe?..." she tried.
A small figure on the ground replied "L-Lady..."
"Shut up!" the cloaked man yelled as he kicked Tobe. "I didn't drag you here to talk to each other, now tell me about the black mage!"
Kel struggled some more, but it was no use. The man was too strong, even for her. "Don't try me, you cur!" he yelled.
"Then try me!" a new voice yelled. Kel turned and saw a short, red headed knight standing a few paces away, sword drawn.
"Don't move, or I'll spill the blood of this slave," the man threatened.
Alanna just gripped the hilt of her sword tighter. "That is no mere slave. She's Lady Knight Sir Keladry of Mindelan, and she's about as likely to tell you about master Salmalín as I would agree to eat a spidren."
Suddenly purple magic snaked around the figure, and solidified to form chains. "You are going straight to the king and you will be punished for this insolence!" she said.
Alanna gave the cloaked man a good shake to emphasize her point, but as she did, the cloak slipped off his head and they all gasped. It was King Jonathan!
Alanna's magic dissolved as the king dropped Kel.
Then suddenly he shook his head and looked at the short knight pointing a sword at his face.
"What are you doing Alanna?" he yelled.
Alanna didn't lower her sword one inch. "What am I doing?" she asked. "Jon, what are you doing?"
He scowled. "What's that supposed to mean?" he asked irritably. "A second ago I was taking my morning ride, and now you're trying to kill me!"
"A second ago you were not taking your morning ride," Alanna said, "You were trying to kill Kel!"
His eyes widened. "I did not!" he protested.
"Something is definitely not right here," Kel said. "Let's go see Numair, he might know what's going on."
Alanna nodded. Jon stood up and Alanna kept her sword at his throat the whole time. "Alanna, knock it off!" he said.
"No," she said bluntly, "I'm doing my duty by protecting the country."
"From me? I'm the king!" he shouted.
"How do I know that? You could be an imposter, or under a spell or something. Now, let's move." She said and poked him in the back with the tip of her sword. He made a horrible face, but didn't say anything. Alanna grinned, she was going to enjoy the long walk to Numair's room.
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Note for anyone that likes Jon: We don't. :D