(A/N~ thanks for reminding me about the disclaimer PrincessAlyssa16)
Disclaimer-I do not own any of Tamora Pierce's works, or anything of hers you recognize. I just own the plot.
**Prologue**
There were three-forms in a cozy little room. One had dirty blonde hair and looked younger then she was, yet more mature then she looked. Leaning on her was, was the second person in the room, a guy that had brown hair and was exotic looking with his deer antlers on his head and his slightly green skin. The third with wavy black hair, cloudy blue eyes and slightly lanky, was a combo of his mom and dad was sitting down, impatiently asking questions.
"Grandma?"
"Yes Julian?"
"You never told me the longer version of how you and Grandpa got together."
"Well, as soon as your mother and father get here, I know they would like to hear it."
"You mean you never told them?"
"Julian, I would have, but we both have been so busy. Also remember I can only visit for awhile."
"Yay, mom and dad are here!" Julian said.
"Hey Julian, what's all the fuss about?" Diane asked as she walked into the room slightly dirty from being outside with the animals.
"Grandma said she would only tell the story with you guys here." Julian whined.
"Yes, I always wondered about the longer version of this story." Numair said getting a twinkle in his eye thinking about possibly learning more on gods and such.
"Numair, I know that look. This is a story, not a lecture." Diane told him.
Sarra growing impatient said, "Now if I may begin-"
"Yes grandma, just start already."
"Be patient Julian."
"You should talk mom, you are just as patient as I am."
"Too true magelet. Patience is a virtue, and our Julian seems to have inherited your lack of one." Numair teased Diane.
"Should I start the story or would you prefer to argue about patience? Thank you."
Disclaimer-I do not own any of Tamora Pierce's works, or anything of hers you recognize. I just own the plot.
**Prologue**
There were three-forms in a cozy little room. One had dirty blonde hair and looked younger then she was, yet more mature then she looked. Leaning on her was, was the second person in the room, a guy that had brown hair and was exotic looking with his deer antlers on his head and his slightly green skin. The third with wavy black hair, cloudy blue eyes and slightly lanky, was a combo of his mom and dad was sitting down, impatiently asking questions.
"Grandma?"
"Yes Julian?"
"You never told me the longer version of how you and Grandpa got together."
"Well, as soon as your mother and father get here, I know they would like to hear it."
"You mean you never told them?"
"Julian, I would have, but we both have been so busy. Also remember I can only visit for awhile."
"Yay, mom and dad are here!" Julian said.
"Hey Julian, what's all the fuss about?" Diane asked as she walked into the room slightly dirty from being outside with the animals.
"Grandma said she would only tell the story with you guys here." Julian whined.
"Yes, I always wondered about the longer version of this story." Numair said getting a twinkle in his eye thinking about possibly learning more on gods and such.
"Numair, I know that look. This is a story, not a lecture." Diane told him.
Sarra growing impatient said, "Now if I may begin-"
"Yes grandma, just start already."
"Be patient Julian."
"You should talk mom, you are just as patient as I am."
"Too true magelet. Patience is a virtue, and our Julian seems to have inherited your lack of one." Numair teased Diane.
"Should I start the story or would you prefer to argue about patience? Thank you."