*Hmmm 11:37 pm on a Friday night. I have exactly 23 min to reach my
deadline.. :)*
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Me: Thank you!
Lady Rhian: sorry about not updating SS this Wed. Im takin driver's ed and it's a killer! I'll be sure to get the next chapter up soon though! :)
Quistis-Im: Thanx for being a faithful reader! If u have anymore questions email me!
Truth-Setter: Wow! I get 4 excellents and a brilliant! I feel so special!!
LaBella4: Thnx! I hope different is good.
Sasha: Yay! It wasn't that long of a wait.I don't think.
Emerald Eyes: Oops! Did I say Jon has black eyes?! I meant blue, I'll have to check and fix it later. Thanx for pointing it out!
~#Person#~ Ok! Ok! Ok! :)
Xelena: Glad u enjoyed it!
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~*~ Now, the chapter u've all been waiting for. (hehe jk)
Ch. 6: Jon's Challenge
Alanna stealthily went back to her room at a quick pace with Faithful following close behind. Once she was safely in the room, she bolted the lock on the door tightly. She was still uptight from the close encounter, but she figured that's normal for what she went through.
Go to bed, Faithful advised. We don't want you getting sick.
Alanna jumped slightly, startled. She still wasn't used to a talking cat. "O...Okay. But can you explain,"
Later, in the morning. Faithful interrupted. And with that he jumped up on her bed, curled up, and went to sleep.
Shaking her head wearily, Alanna crawled into bed, beside the sleeping cat. She extinguished her lamp, leaving the room in complete darkness, and tried to fall asleep. Minutes later, the young maiden began to get increasingly aggravated when sleep wouldn't come. She just couldn't get that cold voice out of her head!! That devious plot kept repeating itself over and over leaving an imprint in her skull.
'I have to think of something happy that'll put me to sleep.' Alanna thought. She began counting sheep. '1 sheep, 2 sheep, 3 sheep..4 Jons, 5 Jons.' Before she knew it, she subconsciously transformed the jumping sheep into the very image of the prince and began to drift of into Dreamland.
*~*~*~*~*~*~* The sound of a fist pounding on her door awakened Alanna the next morning.
"Alanna, open the door THIS instant!" yelled a shrilly voice. Alanna groaned and groggily pulled herself out of her comfortable bed and made her way slowly to the door. She opened it a crack to find a very impatient Delia.
"Finally," Delia burst out shoving past the door and the startled redhead.
"I was wondering if I could borrow. . . Ah! Here it is!" the brunette said triumphantly, pulling out a maroon dress with lace from the closet. "It'll go PERFECT with my new ear bobs and face paint!" She shoved past Alanna again and slammed the door soundly.
Alanna stood there stunned for a few seconds when she heard an amused meow.
MITHROS! Who, or should I say, WHAT in the world was THAT?
"Delia of Eldorne, another maiden from the Convent."
Humans are odd creatures.
The young woman shook her head smiling and began to get ready for the day looking forward to seeing her brother and OTHER certain people.
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Jon woke up early that morning so he could catch up with his father, the king, to inform him of some business he needed to attend to. He hurriedly strode through the now brightly lit corridors, hoping his father was not already in one of his tedious, long meetings. Having no such luck, Jon was stopped by one of the servants who informed him that the meeting had already begun and that he would have to wait until it was completed to talk to his father . Knowing it would be at least a few hours, he headed for the archery to practice his bow and arrow skills.
When he reached his destination, he observed a bunch of pages surrounding someone, all of them watching in awe. He curiously peered over the top of their heads and smiled when he saw whom it was they were admiring. That fiery redhead, Lady Alanna of Trebond. He stood back, unnoticed, and watched her. She pulled back the string, aimed, and shot. The prince's blue eyes widened, bull's eye. 'How did she get so good?' he questioned.
She again lifted her bow and placed the arrow in the correct position. She aimed, like she had before, and shot. It wasn't quite a bull's eye this time, but it was still very close. Jon grinned as he retrieved his own bow and satchel full of finely sharpened arrows. 'Looks like a competition is about to begin.'
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Alanna had decided to go take a quick stop at the archery before she headed to breakfast. Concentrating hard on the red circle in the middle of the target, she aimed and let nature take its course. She smiled as it hit dead on. She had to admit, she was getting rather good at this, but still not as talented as she is with her sword. The next shot she took was several inches from the bull's eyes. She gritted her teeth and was about to try again when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Startled, she turned around and stared into stunningly, clear blue eyes. "Jon!" she murmured surprised.
"Hello Alanna. How're you this morning?"
"Fine, a bit tired from last night."
"Yeah, me too. How's Faithful?"
"He's still sleeping." Alanna laughed.
Jon grinned, "Cats are nocturnal. I'm not surprised he's still sleeping." He paused; then asked. "I was wondering Alanna. Would you like to accept a challenge?"
Lady Trebond raised her eyebrow. "What kind of challenge?"
"An archery one. See who's more skilled; best out of 10 shots. What do you say?"
"And what does the winner get," Alanna questioned.
"If I win, I get to escort you to the ball tomorrow. If you win, I'll have to. . ." he trailed off unsure.
"You'll have to give me spear lessons." Alanna responded. She heard the prince was skilled at using the spear and wanted to learn.
"Deal." Jon responded and held out his hand to Alanna.
Alanna readily shook his hand and thought to herself, "Either way it's a good deal for me. I wouldn't mind having the prince escort me to the ball tomorrow...."
A/N: Ahhh! Its past midnight! Oh well, its still Friday for some of u ppl out in the west! :) I hope u guyz liked the chapter. Be sure to review and tell me what u think! Till next time...
*~*SportzGurl*~*
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Me: Thank you!
Lady Rhian: sorry about not updating SS this Wed. Im takin driver's ed and it's a killer! I'll be sure to get the next chapter up soon though! :)
Quistis-Im: Thanx for being a faithful reader! If u have anymore questions email me!
Truth-Setter: Wow! I get 4 excellents and a brilliant! I feel so special!!
LaBella4: Thnx! I hope different is good.
Sasha: Yay! It wasn't that long of a wait.I don't think.
Emerald Eyes: Oops! Did I say Jon has black eyes?! I meant blue, I'll have to check and fix it later. Thanx for pointing it out!
~#Person#~ Ok! Ok! Ok! :)
Xelena: Glad u enjoyed it!
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~*~ Now, the chapter u've all been waiting for. (hehe jk)
Ch. 6: Jon's Challenge
Alanna stealthily went back to her room at a quick pace with Faithful following close behind. Once she was safely in the room, she bolted the lock on the door tightly. She was still uptight from the close encounter, but she figured that's normal for what she went through.
Go to bed, Faithful advised. We don't want you getting sick.
Alanna jumped slightly, startled. She still wasn't used to a talking cat. "O...Okay. But can you explain,"
Later, in the morning. Faithful interrupted. And with that he jumped up on her bed, curled up, and went to sleep.
Shaking her head wearily, Alanna crawled into bed, beside the sleeping cat. She extinguished her lamp, leaving the room in complete darkness, and tried to fall asleep. Minutes later, the young maiden began to get increasingly aggravated when sleep wouldn't come. She just couldn't get that cold voice out of her head!! That devious plot kept repeating itself over and over leaving an imprint in her skull.
'I have to think of something happy that'll put me to sleep.' Alanna thought. She began counting sheep. '1 sheep, 2 sheep, 3 sheep..4 Jons, 5 Jons.' Before she knew it, she subconsciously transformed the jumping sheep into the very image of the prince and began to drift of into Dreamland.
*~*~*~*~*~*~* The sound of a fist pounding on her door awakened Alanna the next morning.
"Alanna, open the door THIS instant!" yelled a shrilly voice. Alanna groaned and groggily pulled herself out of her comfortable bed and made her way slowly to the door. She opened it a crack to find a very impatient Delia.
"Finally," Delia burst out shoving past the door and the startled redhead.
"I was wondering if I could borrow. . . Ah! Here it is!" the brunette said triumphantly, pulling out a maroon dress with lace from the closet. "It'll go PERFECT with my new ear bobs and face paint!" She shoved past Alanna again and slammed the door soundly.
Alanna stood there stunned for a few seconds when she heard an amused meow.
MITHROS! Who, or should I say, WHAT in the world was THAT?
"Delia of Eldorne, another maiden from the Convent."
Humans are odd creatures.
The young woman shook her head smiling and began to get ready for the day looking forward to seeing her brother and OTHER certain people.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Jon woke up early that morning so he could catch up with his father, the king, to inform him of some business he needed to attend to. He hurriedly strode through the now brightly lit corridors, hoping his father was not already in one of his tedious, long meetings. Having no such luck, Jon was stopped by one of the servants who informed him that the meeting had already begun and that he would have to wait until it was completed to talk to his father . Knowing it would be at least a few hours, he headed for the archery to practice his bow and arrow skills.
When he reached his destination, he observed a bunch of pages surrounding someone, all of them watching in awe. He curiously peered over the top of their heads and smiled when he saw whom it was they were admiring. That fiery redhead, Lady Alanna of Trebond. He stood back, unnoticed, and watched her. She pulled back the string, aimed, and shot. The prince's blue eyes widened, bull's eye. 'How did she get so good?' he questioned.
She again lifted her bow and placed the arrow in the correct position. She aimed, like she had before, and shot. It wasn't quite a bull's eye this time, but it was still very close. Jon grinned as he retrieved his own bow and satchel full of finely sharpened arrows. 'Looks like a competition is about to begin.'
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Alanna had decided to go take a quick stop at the archery before she headed to breakfast. Concentrating hard on the red circle in the middle of the target, she aimed and let nature take its course. She smiled as it hit dead on. She had to admit, she was getting rather good at this, but still not as talented as she is with her sword. The next shot she took was several inches from the bull's eyes. She gritted her teeth and was about to try again when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Startled, she turned around and stared into stunningly, clear blue eyes. "Jon!" she murmured surprised.
"Hello Alanna. How're you this morning?"
"Fine, a bit tired from last night."
"Yeah, me too. How's Faithful?"
"He's still sleeping." Alanna laughed.
Jon grinned, "Cats are nocturnal. I'm not surprised he's still sleeping." He paused; then asked. "I was wondering Alanna. Would you like to accept a challenge?"
Lady Trebond raised her eyebrow. "What kind of challenge?"
"An archery one. See who's more skilled; best out of 10 shots. What do you say?"
"And what does the winner get," Alanna questioned.
"If I win, I get to escort you to the ball tomorrow. If you win, I'll have to. . ." he trailed off unsure.
"You'll have to give me spear lessons." Alanna responded. She heard the prince was skilled at using the spear and wanted to learn.
"Deal." Jon responded and held out his hand to Alanna.
Alanna readily shook his hand and thought to herself, "Either way it's a good deal for me. I wouldn't mind having the prince escort me to the ball tomorrow...."
A/N: Ahhh! Its past midnight! Oh well, its still Friday for some of u ppl out in the west! :) I hope u guyz liked the chapter. Be sure to review and tell me what u think! Till next time...
*~*SportzGurl*~*