A/N Hey guys, my exams are finally over. There is a bit of fluff in this
chappie. Tell me what you think. Sorry about the lack of a plot so far, I
should start picking that up soon.
Alanna and George both stood up. George led her thorough to crowded bar room over to a mahogany staircase that led to the next floor. They continued down the dimly lit wood hallway until they came to the third door.
George pulled a key out of his pocket, put it in the lock and opened the door. They entered a small, but rather comfortable room. The furniture- a bed, desk, table and a few chairs was all made of oak that looked as if it had been varnished once, but the varnish had long ago begun to ware off.
George took a seat in one of the chairs. Alanna following his lead did the same. She told him everything that had happened in the desert, about her killing the shaman and having to train the new ones, about her adoption to Myles, about Jon's proposal, and about their fight. She finished her story, not surprised to realize that there were once again silent tears flowing freely down her cheeks, and sighed.
He bent over her, and wiped away some of her tears. This only made her cry harder, making sobs erupt from her now heaving chest. "I'm sorry" she sobbed, "it's just it still hurts to think about it". "Shh" he whispered, and he leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips.
Alanna gasped. She had not been expecting this, George had kissed her before but she thought that he had gotten over thinking of her that way. As these thoughts were running through her brain George let out a laugh. "What?" Alanna asked annoyed. "It's just that you stopped crying," he said still chuckling softly. Alanna laughed at this. "Yes, I suppose I did" she replied. At this moment George pulled her to him and kissed her again, more passionately this time.
As he pulled away Alanna laughed. "I guess this means that you still like me eh?" she questioned him mockingly. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. George sighed exasperated. "Coming" he said in a disappointed tone. When he opened the door Alanna could see the form of George's cousin Rispah standing in the doorway.
"Didn't interrupt anything did I?" she asked George evilly. George simply scoffed at her. "And who is this beautiful young lady?" She asked ignoring George. "This is Lady Knight Alanna of Trebond and Olau" George replied smugly. "I've heard so much about you" Rispah remarked moving past George into the room. Rispah and Alanna began to talk of Alanna's time as a page and squire and were soon in a deep conversation. George already having heard most of what was being said decided to go downstairs to get something to drink for the three of them. When he returned the two women had started talking about lighter subjects, such as court gossip and making a few remarks about George himself that seemed to invoke giggles in the both of them.
Seeing him stand there awkwardly Rispah winked at Alanna and said, "Well, I best take my leave. See you around Alanna." Alanna opened the door for Rispah to leave. As she was exiting Rispah pulled Alanna into a hug. The next moment she gasped out in pain, Alanna and George both could see an arrow producing from her left shoulder.
Sorry it's short. I hope to write more soon. Review please!
Alanna and George both stood up. George led her thorough to crowded bar room over to a mahogany staircase that led to the next floor. They continued down the dimly lit wood hallway until they came to the third door.
George pulled a key out of his pocket, put it in the lock and opened the door. They entered a small, but rather comfortable room. The furniture- a bed, desk, table and a few chairs was all made of oak that looked as if it had been varnished once, but the varnish had long ago begun to ware off.
George took a seat in one of the chairs. Alanna following his lead did the same. She told him everything that had happened in the desert, about her killing the shaman and having to train the new ones, about her adoption to Myles, about Jon's proposal, and about their fight. She finished her story, not surprised to realize that there were once again silent tears flowing freely down her cheeks, and sighed.
He bent over her, and wiped away some of her tears. This only made her cry harder, making sobs erupt from her now heaving chest. "I'm sorry" she sobbed, "it's just it still hurts to think about it". "Shh" he whispered, and he leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips.
Alanna gasped. She had not been expecting this, George had kissed her before but she thought that he had gotten over thinking of her that way. As these thoughts were running through her brain George let out a laugh. "What?" Alanna asked annoyed. "It's just that you stopped crying," he said still chuckling softly. Alanna laughed at this. "Yes, I suppose I did" she replied. At this moment George pulled her to him and kissed her again, more passionately this time.
As he pulled away Alanna laughed. "I guess this means that you still like me eh?" she questioned him mockingly. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. George sighed exasperated. "Coming" he said in a disappointed tone. When he opened the door Alanna could see the form of George's cousin Rispah standing in the doorway.
"Didn't interrupt anything did I?" she asked George evilly. George simply scoffed at her. "And who is this beautiful young lady?" She asked ignoring George. "This is Lady Knight Alanna of Trebond and Olau" George replied smugly. "I've heard so much about you" Rispah remarked moving past George into the room. Rispah and Alanna began to talk of Alanna's time as a page and squire and were soon in a deep conversation. George already having heard most of what was being said decided to go downstairs to get something to drink for the three of them. When he returned the two women had started talking about lighter subjects, such as court gossip and making a few remarks about George himself that seemed to invoke giggles in the both of them.
Seeing him stand there awkwardly Rispah winked at Alanna and said, "Well, I best take my leave. See you around Alanna." Alanna opened the door for Rispah to leave. As she was exiting Rispah pulled Alanna into a hug. The next moment she gasped out in pain, Alanna and George both could see an arrow producing from her left shoulder.
Sorry it's short. I hope to write more soon. Review please!
