Chapter two: Corus
Disclaimer: I own absolutely NOTHING in this story except for Kara and Faecha. Just kidding I am Tamora Pierce and they are ALL MINE!!!!!!!!
I know that the 1st chapter went kind of quick and it was really short but I had to get her there first. ENJOY!!! *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
As Kara neared the castle walls, the traffic on the road grew surprisingly thick. The only problem was, that the people were all wearing medieval clothing and speaking in a weird accent. She also noticed that most were either driving carts or walking.
Staring at Kara with wide eyes, the townspeople whispered to themselves and hid their children from her. What am I going to do to them? Kara thought as she shook her head and urged her horse faster, they think I'm weird? Why don't they look at their own clothes? THERE'S weirdness.
Kara approached what she assumed were the castle gates and walked through them into the marketplace. She was filled with wonder as she viewed the streets filled with yelling vendors, shopping women, laughing men, screaming children, and animals.
As Kara picked her way among the crowd, a vendor close by yelled out, "Top of the line Yamani silk and Copper Isles leather!"
She grew pale, "The copper- the copper isles? A-And the Yamani islands? Are we in Corus?" Kara asked a guy about her age passing by on a horse with his friends. He looked like a noble but she really didn't know since she had been in Corus for only a few minutes.
"Well, yeah," he said, looking her up and down with a smirk. "What? Are you lost?"
"No, just curious," Kara said and rode off with her nose in the air. That usually worked for guys that she wasn't interested in. She wasn't so lucky. The youth and his friends followed her down the road and the leader rode up beside her. "What's wrong? You afraid of some company?" "No," Kara replied with narrowed eyes, "I just don't care for assholes, sorry."
Kara shoved him to the side, making him loose balance and almost fall off his horse. As he tried to regain balance, she rode off quickly, not wanting anymore trouble.
The dark-haired girl eventually found what she was looking for, the gates to the castle. Kara joined a line of carts that waited there and waited until it was her turn in line. A guard with a long roll of parchment in his hand asked her, "State where you are going and why."
"I need to speak with King Jonathan and Queen Thayet as soon as possible. My reasons are for the king's ears only." She lifted her chin at the man's raised eyebrows.
"I don't think so missy," the guard said, "if you want to talk to the king you're gonna' have to wait until court next week like everyone else. No one gets private meetings with Their Majesties unless they are on friendly terms with the king." Then he smiled suddenly and leaned forward, "But if you give me a kiss I'll be willin' to give him a message."
She narrowed her eyes and without a word, she turned her horse around and walked away. Where will you go now? Kara thought to herself. Then, inspiration struck.
"Well, this is more Faecha's line of work than mine but I'll have to work with what I have for awhile," Kara muttered to herself, turning her horse around. Suddenly, she let out a bloodcurdling scream and kicked her horse into a run, plowing through the now screaming crowd. By now she was a skilled enough rider to avoid people in tight places. Picking up a chicken with one hand and a handful of spears with the other, she screamed again and rode through the panicked crowd.
Finally, a group of guards realized what was going on and "suppressed" Kara and dragged her off her horse and through the gates to the castle. Tying her hands and feet together, they threw her over the back of a horse and galloped into the castle courtyard.
When they finally stopped, Kara had suppressed her giggles and was staring around her at the five or so guards riding beautiful horses. They wore blue and silver tunics and some sort of blue cape things, Kara guessed they were the Kings Own, the king's elite guard, and was flattered that they had taken the time to actually "capture" her.
One of them untied her feet and lifted her easily off the horse. He turned her around to reveal a hottie with blue eyes and blonde hair. Kara's jaw dropped as he lifted an eyebrow and brushed some hair away from her face. "You ok?" he asked.
"You-you're Dom!!!" Kara exclaimed, looking him up and down in wonder. "You-you were with Kel in the Scanran war and-and-"Kara faltered and swayed. Dom caught her as she fell. "Are you alright?" The blonde asked, holding her on her feet, "And how did you know who I was?"
"You are a character in some books that I read. They were about Kel, and the Scanran war and how she became a knight. You ROCKED in them," Kara added as she looked upon Dom in wonder.
Dom surveyed her with his blue eyes (OCC: as you can see I REALLY like Dom) and remarked, "We better get you to the king right away, this sounds important." He signaled to the other men and two took each of her arms. As they leaded her through the twisted halls of the castle, Dom remarked, "We probably would have killed you on the spot but since you were a girl and all we decided to let the king deal with you. You aren't the first to try that stunt; just last week we had another young woman about your age do the same thing that you did. The only thing different was that she stole a sword and tried to throw it at the guards."
Kara laughed and said, "Sounds like Faecha to me."
Dom nodded, "That's right, Faecha Quickpaw, the newest wild speaker at court. Some say she has almost as much wild magic as Daine."
Before Kara could even exclaim about one of her best friends being in this wonderful country, they were at the double doors to what she guessed was the Great Hall. She then took a deep breath and braced herself for the shock she knew would come next and walked through the great wooden doors.
Disclaimer: I own absolutely NOTHING in this story except for Kara and Faecha. Just kidding I am Tamora Pierce and they are ALL MINE!!!!!!!!
I know that the 1st chapter went kind of quick and it was really short but I had to get her there first. ENJOY!!! *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
As Kara neared the castle walls, the traffic on the road grew surprisingly thick. The only problem was, that the people were all wearing medieval clothing and speaking in a weird accent. She also noticed that most were either driving carts or walking.
Staring at Kara with wide eyes, the townspeople whispered to themselves and hid their children from her. What am I going to do to them? Kara thought as she shook her head and urged her horse faster, they think I'm weird? Why don't they look at their own clothes? THERE'S weirdness.
Kara approached what she assumed were the castle gates and walked through them into the marketplace. She was filled with wonder as she viewed the streets filled with yelling vendors, shopping women, laughing men, screaming children, and animals.
As Kara picked her way among the crowd, a vendor close by yelled out, "Top of the line Yamani silk and Copper Isles leather!"
She grew pale, "The copper- the copper isles? A-And the Yamani islands? Are we in Corus?" Kara asked a guy about her age passing by on a horse with his friends. He looked like a noble but she really didn't know since she had been in Corus for only a few minutes.
"Well, yeah," he said, looking her up and down with a smirk. "What? Are you lost?"
"No, just curious," Kara said and rode off with her nose in the air. That usually worked for guys that she wasn't interested in. She wasn't so lucky. The youth and his friends followed her down the road and the leader rode up beside her. "What's wrong? You afraid of some company?" "No," Kara replied with narrowed eyes, "I just don't care for assholes, sorry."
Kara shoved him to the side, making him loose balance and almost fall off his horse. As he tried to regain balance, she rode off quickly, not wanting anymore trouble.
The dark-haired girl eventually found what she was looking for, the gates to the castle. Kara joined a line of carts that waited there and waited until it was her turn in line. A guard with a long roll of parchment in his hand asked her, "State where you are going and why."
"I need to speak with King Jonathan and Queen Thayet as soon as possible. My reasons are for the king's ears only." She lifted her chin at the man's raised eyebrows.
"I don't think so missy," the guard said, "if you want to talk to the king you're gonna' have to wait until court next week like everyone else. No one gets private meetings with Their Majesties unless they are on friendly terms with the king." Then he smiled suddenly and leaned forward, "But if you give me a kiss I'll be willin' to give him a message."
She narrowed her eyes and without a word, she turned her horse around and walked away. Where will you go now? Kara thought to herself. Then, inspiration struck.
"Well, this is more Faecha's line of work than mine but I'll have to work with what I have for awhile," Kara muttered to herself, turning her horse around. Suddenly, she let out a bloodcurdling scream and kicked her horse into a run, plowing through the now screaming crowd. By now she was a skilled enough rider to avoid people in tight places. Picking up a chicken with one hand and a handful of spears with the other, she screamed again and rode through the panicked crowd.
Finally, a group of guards realized what was going on and "suppressed" Kara and dragged her off her horse and through the gates to the castle. Tying her hands and feet together, they threw her over the back of a horse and galloped into the castle courtyard.
When they finally stopped, Kara had suppressed her giggles and was staring around her at the five or so guards riding beautiful horses. They wore blue and silver tunics and some sort of blue cape things, Kara guessed they were the Kings Own, the king's elite guard, and was flattered that they had taken the time to actually "capture" her.
One of them untied her feet and lifted her easily off the horse. He turned her around to reveal a hottie with blue eyes and blonde hair. Kara's jaw dropped as he lifted an eyebrow and brushed some hair away from her face. "You ok?" he asked.
"You-you're Dom!!!" Kara exclaimed, looking him up and down in wonder. "You-you were with Kel in the Scanran war and-and-"Kara faltered and swayed. Dom caught her as she fell. "Are you alright?" The blonde asked, holding her on her feet, "And how did you know who I was?"
"You are a character in some books that I read. They were about Kel, and the Scanran war and how she became a knight. You ROCKED in them," Kara added as she looked upon Dom in wonder.
Dom surveyed her with his blue eyes (OCC: as you can see I REALLY like Dom) and remarked, "We better get you to the king right away, this sounds important." He signaled to the other men and two took each of her arms. As they leaded her through the twisted halls of the castle, Dom remarked, "We probably would have killed you on the spot but since you were a girl and all we decided to let the king deal with you. You aren't the first to try that stunt; just last week we had another young woman about your age do the same thing that you did. The only thing different was that she stole a sword and tried to throw it at the guards."
Kara laughed and said, "Sounds like Faecha to me."
Dom nodded, "That's right, Faecha Quickpaw, the newest wild speaker at court. Some say she has almost as much wild magic as Daine."
Before Kara could even exclaim about one of her best friends being in this wonderful country, they were at the double doors to what she guessed was the Great Hall. She then took a deep breath and braced herself for the shock she knew would come next and walked through the great wooden doors.