Ahhhh… This is the part in the story when it gets really good.
Disclaimer: We don't own Tortall, Tamora Pierce does.
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"Numair wait!" Daine yelled after him. She panted, trying to keep up to the tall mage.
"We have to see Alanna!" He yelled back to Daine as his lanky form disappeared behind a bend in the corridor. Daine skidded around the corner only to collide with Numair who had stopped dead, in his tracks. Daine peered around him and gasped.
Alanna had King Jonathan pinned up against a wall with her sword at his throat.
"Mithros! What are you doing Alanna!" Daine exclaimed. "Don't hurt him."
"You mean what was Jon doing!" she said defiantly, and then proceeded to tell them about what had happened.
"What are you talking about!" Jon roared, still under Alanna's sword.
"It's Atrella!" Daine explained, "She's controlling his mind."
"Atrella!" Numair yelled as he stepped up to Jonathan. "Atrella!" he yelled again as if he was talking to Jon. "This is exactly what you want! Isn't it! It wasn't a tracking spell on Kel, it was a trap! My magic is gone for a reason!"
Jon grinned. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said with mock innocence.
Alanna brought her sword even closer to Jon's neck than it already was. Quickly with her other hand, she grabbed her necklace. "He's swarming with dark green magic!" she yelled. "What are we going to do? We can't hurt Jon's body..."
Jon started laughing then. "There's nothing you can do," he said, "I'm the King!"
At that moment, he blasted Alanna's sword away from his face, and up in the air, kicking Alanna away so she didn't get it. "Guards! Guards!" he yelled, catching the sword himself. Moments later he was fighting off five people with sword and magic when the guards arrived, looking confused. Then they saw people attacking the King and immediately joined the battle.
"Alive!" Jon yelled, "I want all of them alive!"
A minute later, the squad of guards hand the out-numbered Alanna, Daine, Kel, Tobe, and somehow, even Numair in chains.
"Throw them in the dungeon," Jon said, walking in front of them. He stopped in front of Numair. "Except this one. I'd like a private word with this one."
The leader of this particular group of guards just stared at Jon. "And the lioness sir?" he asked tentatively.
"Her too!" bellowed the King.
Numair didn't struggle as the guards took him in possession. However, Alanna did, and she got a large lump on her head for it.
"I'll save you!" Numair mouthed to Daine, as they started to take her away. She nodded, trusting him, and didn't struggle either.
Numair and Alanna were taken to that same room next to the thrown room again. But this time it was not in comfort, they were plunked into chairs and then bound with magical chains at their hands and feet.
Jon walked in a minute later. "What is she doing here!" he boomed, staring at Alanna. "I said dungeon! What part of dungeon don't you goons understand? Take her there now!" He clapped his hands, and her chains disappeared. The confused, and insulted guards took Alanna and led her off. Jon glared at the remaining two men who were guarding the door. They scrambled out of the room in an instant.
As soon as they were gone, Jon turned to face Numair. He looked the mage squarely in the eyes and said, "Arram Draper, my, my, we have been busy, haven't we?"
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Evil! Evil, Evil Evil! But amusing all the same.
Disclaimer: We don't own Tortall, Tamora Pierce does.
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"Numair wait!" Daine yelled after him. She panted, trying to keep up to the tall mage.
"We have to see Alanna!" He yelled back to Daine as his lanky form disappeared behind a bend in the corridor. Daine skidded around the corner only to collide with Numair who had stopped dead, in his tracks. Daine peered around him and gasped.
Alanna had King Jonathan pinned up against a wall with her sword at his throat.
"Mithros! What are you doing Alanna!" Daine exclaimed. "Don't hurt him."
"You mean what was Jon doing!" she said defiantly, and then proceeded to tell them about what had happened.
"What are you talking about!" Jon roared, still under Alanna's sword.
"It's Atrella!" Daine explained, "She's controlling his mind."
"Atrella!" Numair yelled as he stepped up to Jonathan. "Atrella!" he yelled again as if he was talking to Jon. "This is exactly what you want! Isn't it! It wasn't a tracking spell on Kel, it was a trap! My magic is gone for a reason!"
Jon grinned. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said with mock innocence.
Alanna brought her sword even closer to Jon's neck than it already was. Quickly with her other hand, she grabbed her necklace. "He's swarming with dark green magic!" she yelled. "What are we going to do? We can't hurt Jon's body..."
Jon started laughing then. "There's nothing you can do," he said, "I'm the King!"
At that moment, he blasted Alanna's sword away from his face, and up in the air, kicking Alanna away so she didn't get it. "Guards! Guards!" he yelled, catching the sword himself. Moments later he was fighting off five people with sword and magic when the guards arrived, looking confused. Then they saw people attacking the King and immediately joined the battle.
"Alive!" Jon yelled, "I want all of them alive!"
A minute later, the squad of guards hand the out-numbered Alanna, Daine, Kel, Tobe, and somehow, even Numair in chains.
"Throw them in the dungeon," Jon said, walking in front of them. He stopped in front of Numair. "Except this one. I'd like a private word with this one."
The leader of this particular group of guards just stared at Jon. "And the lioness sir?" he asked tentatively.
"Her too!" bellowed the King.
Numair didn't struggle as the guards took him in possession. However, Alanna did, and she got a large lump on her head for it.
"I'll save you!" Numair mouthed to Daine, as they started to take her away. She nodded, trusting him, and didn't struggle either.
Numair and Alanna were taken to that same room next to the thrown room again. But this time it was not in comfort, they were plunked into chairs and then bound with magical chains at their hands and feet.
Jon walked in a minute later. "What is she doing here!" he boomed, staring at Alanna. "I said dungeon! What part of dungeon don't you goons understand? Take her there now!" He clapped his hands, and her chains disappeared. The confused, and insulted guards took Alanna and led her off. Jon glared at the remaining two men who were guarding the door. They scrambled out of the room in an instant.
As soon as they were gone, Jon turned to face Numair. He looked the mage squarely in the eyes and said, "Arram Draper, my, my, we have been busy, haven't we?"
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Evil! Evil, Evil Evil! But amusing all the same.