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Wow... It's been forever and a day since I updated this fic. I decided it was about time. Also, Plot help! I need some plot here. I mean, romance is GREAT but it needs a plot too. Any idea's? So onto the story. First off thanks to:
Magix Pawn- I didn't know the making a move on Alanna part. How incredibly funny! I knew he was bi because didn't he have something with Delia? Or maybe not... Anyway, thanks a ton for reviewing!
laura- I hope you will continue to love it after this chapter! Thanks a ton.
fantasyfan- *shrugs* I know that some people might not like the idea of Tammy's characters being gay/bi. That was one of the reasons she changed it. I hope you will forgive that. I think I'm gonna try a chapter in Rogers POV that might be fun!
EVERYONE: Please review! I love getting reviews, they are better than chocolate. Well... Maybe not but a close tie anyway.
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" Thom, where did you get this book?" Alanna asked on one of her visits to Thom's room. Thom who was idly writing down a list of supplies he needed for a complicated spell said,
" Oh that. Roger gave it to me... Very interesting read. Do you know where I could find powdered Lakisha root?" He inquired of Alanna.
" DUKE ROGER OF CONTE GAVE YOU THIS?!?!?" Alanna said in an astounded half yell. Thom glanced up and saw his sisters face turning red. He blinked and seeing that Alanna was in one of her rages spoke carefully,
" Yes. He did."
Alanna stared at her brother and said slowly,
" And. You. Took. It."
Thom nodded hesitantly. Alanna's face turned even redder.
" Thom! What were you thinking? Do you realize what he could do to me?"
Thom shook his head and said in a cautious voice,
" Do...Do you think, Alanna. That maybe you may have misjudged the Dukes intentions- No! Don't do that!" Alanna's fist crashed down, hard on the wooden table cause a glass to wobble and fall to the ground, neatly breaking into three pieces. Thom rubbed his head,
" See what you've done."
Alanna glared at him and said in a voice full of fury,
" I have to go do some work. We are not done with this conversation, Thom. I'll be back after the evening meal."
She stomped out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Causing a healer who had just walked into to scold and glare after her who proceeded to yell back.
Thom rubbed his head again. He felt old. And worn. Like he was too big for his skin, or perhaps too small.
And all he could think about was the Duke.
It was a week before Thom saw Roger again. He finally felt strong enough to venture into the Dining hall for the first time since his accident. He was still unsteady on his feet, and his mind seemed to work at a sluggish pace, not soaking in knowledge like it always had before.
He took a seat at one of the large tables, by himself. He watched as the ladies flirted with the knights and scholars. He watched Alanna and her friends laugh and pelt Raoul with walnuts. Thom sighed and drummed his fingers lightly on the table. He had never really had any friends. Except Alanna. And now she didn't need him anymore. Did she?
Thom suddenly became aware of a presence standing behind him. He started at turning saw Roger. Thom felt his breath become shallow. He glanced over to where Alanna was. If she saw...
" May I sit here?" Roger inquired. his voice was deep and smooth. It reminded Thom of honey, sweet and sticky. He nodded mutely, feeling that if he were to speak it would be in a hoarse squeak. The Duke smiled and sat gracefully next to him.
" Are you well?" He asked Thom.
" I-" His voice was raspy. He cleared his throat and said, " I am much better. I thank you for your concern."
Roger smiled and to Thom's shock reached up and placed his hand on Thom's own. Thom felt something flutter in his chest.
The King rose. And the prayer was said. Thom was relieved but regretful that Roger kept his hand off his own when they sat back down.
He wondered what it meant. The Duke seemed to like him. But... He was known as a ladies man. And yet, he had acted as though he were interested in Thom.
Thom shook that notion from his mind. The powerful man next to him could want nothing to do with him. He was only a small lord, and a sorcerer. What interest could a man such as Roger have in that?
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AN: I know, this chapter was insanely short. I'm sorry. I wil try and update again soon because guess what? I'M ON THANKSGIVING BREAK! A whole ten days off. *happy sigh* It's going to be heaven. Anyway, read and review. Flames will be used to warm my poor wittle toesys!
Wow... It's been forever and a day since I updated this fic. I decided it was about time. Also, Plot help! I need some plot here. I mean, romance is GREAT but it needs a plot too. Any idea's? So onto the story. First off thanks to:
Magix Pawn- I didn't know the making a move on Alanna part. How incredibly funny! I knew he was bi because didn't he have something with Delia? Or maybe not... Anyway, thanks a ton for reviewing!
laura- I hope you will continue to love it after this chapter! Thanks a ton.
fantasyfan- *shrugs* I know that some people might not like the idea of Tammy's characters being gay/bi. That was one of the reasons she changed it. I hope you will forgive that. I think I'm gonna try a chapter in Rogers POV that might be fun!
EVERYONE: Please review! I love getting reviews, they are better than chocolate. Well... Maybe not but a close tie anyway.
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" Thom, where did you get this book?" Alanna asked on one of her visits to Thom's room. Thom who was idly writing down a list of supplies he needed for a complicated spell said,
" Oh that. Roger gave it to me... Very interesting read. Do you know where I could find powdered Lakisha root?" He inquired of Alanna.
" DUKE ROGER OF CONTE GAVE YOU THIS?!?!?" Alanna said in an astounded half yell. Thom glanced up and saw his sisters face turning red. He blinked and seeing that Alanna was in one of her rages spoke carefully,
" Yes. He did."
Alanna stared at her brother and said slowly,
" And. You. Took. It."
Thom nodded hesitantly. Alanna's face turned even redder.
" Thom! What were you thinking? Do you realize what he could do to me?"
Thom shook his head and said in a cautious voice,
" Do...Do you think, Alanna. That maybe you may have misjudged the Dukes intentions- No! Don't do that!" Alanna's fist crashed down, hard on the wooden table cause a glass to wobble and fall to the ground, neatly breaking into three pieces. Thom rubbed his head,
" See what you've done."
Alanna glared at him and said in a voice full of fury,
" I have to go do some work. We are not done with this conversation, Thom. I'll be back after the evening meal."
She stomped out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Causing a healer who had just walked into to scold and glare after her who proceeded to yell back.
Thom rubbed his head again. He felt old. And worn. Like he was too big for his skin, or perhaps too small.
And all he could think about was the Duke.
It was a week before Thom saw Roger again. He finally felt strong enough to venture into the Dining hall for the first time since his accident. He was still unsteady on his feet, and his mind seemed to work at a sluggish pace, not soaking in knowledge like it always had before.
He took a seat at one of the large tables, by himself. He watched as the ladies flirted with the knights and scholars. He watched Alanna and her friends laugh and pelt Raoul with walnuts. Thom sighed and drummed his fingers lightly on the table. He had never really had any friends. Except Alanna. And now she didn't need him anymore. Did she?
Thom suddenly became aware of a presence standing behind him. He started at turning saw Roger. Thom felt his breath become shallow. He glanced over to where Alanna was. If she saw...
" May I sit here?" Roger inquired. his voice was deep and smooth. It reminded Thom of honey, sweet and sticky. He nodded mutely, feeling that if he were to speak it would be in a hoarse squeak. The Duke smiled and sat gracefully next to him.
" Are you well?" He asked Thom.
" I-" His voice was raspy. He cleared his throat and said, " I am much better. I thank you for your concern."
Roger smiled and to Thom's shock reached up and placed his hand on Thom's own. Thom felt something flutter in his chest.
The King rose. And the prayer was said. Thom was relieved but regretful that Roger kept his hand off his own when they sat back down.
He wondered what it meant. The Duke seemed to like him. But... He was known as a ladies man. And yet, he had acted as though he were interested in Thom.
Thom shook that notion from his mind. The powerful man next to him could want nothing to do with him. He was only a small lord, and a sorcerer. What interest could a man such as Roger have in that?
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AN: I know, this chapter was insanely short. I'm sorry. I wil try and update again soon because guess what? I'M ON THANKSGIVING BREAK! A whole ten days off. *happy sigh* It's going to be heaven. Anyway, read and review. Flames will be used to warm my poor wittle toesys!