Okay, for those who thing Thom isn't pronounced  'Tom' look here: http://www.tamora-pierce.com/pronounc.htm#pronoun

And for those who think TP never uses the word s*** then re-read the Alanna series, preferably the last two and have a look at some of the things Alanna says…

Another note, for all those who hate this story, I know it may not be the best story in the world, but it does make you feel utterly horrible when you actually have some one review to tell you that it is the worst written story they've ever read. Just thought I'd say something.

Oh and SoHo Chic; I know, they seemed that way 4 me too… No offence taken.

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Necklaces and Stalls

Alanna sighed and watched Lucinda look at a stall for Jewellery. It would have had to be the tenth stall they had looked at just for jewellery, but for some reason, Alanna did complain. She thought that it was because she was just being nice for a change, but deep down, she knew she was lying to herself. She was still partly nervous about Alexander.

Alanna shivered, but not because of the cold. She didn't trust him as far as she could throw him. There was something in his eyes that made her feel very uneasy, and the memory of what he was talking to another man about (Weird Feelings) in that hall way…

"Oh Alanna! Look at this!" Lucinda cried, breaking her train of thoughts.

Alanna walked so she was standing next to Lucinda.

"Look isn't it beautiful?" Lucinda gasped, holding up a peal necklace. "Should I get it?"

"It's fake," Alanna muttered. "They're asking a really high price for fake pearls."

"Really?" Lucinda asked, eyes wide. "I would have never have guess that they were fake."

"Cultured," A tall lady wrapped in a cloak and shawl. She seemed to be the owner of the stall. Her voice was loud and powerful.

"Pardon?" Alanna muttered. Her many years of convent train started to kick in with out her noticing it, this lady was having a strange affect on her.

"They're called cultured pearls, not fake pearls."

Alanna was slightly baffled. "They are made by man aren't they? That makes them fake right?"

The lady shook her head. "They are man made, and I suppose you may call them fake, but they're call Cultured Pearl, not fake." (A/N: Would you believe it? I actually learned something from English!)

Now it was Alanna's turn to shake her head. "Even if that's so, I have seen these cultured pearls sold for less."

"But I doubt that those pearls would forever keep their shine."

"And I bet you are about to tell me these do?"

"Yes, that is correct."

"That isn't possible."

"How so?"

"It's never been done."

"Are you sure about that, or are you just guessing?"

Alanna glared at the lady and the lady laughed.

"Calm down my daughter, all is well."

Alanna didn't stop glaring at the lady. Who did she think she was talking to a noble like this? Not that Alanna had anything against it, none at all, but this lady must be pretty brave in doing so.

At last Alanna sighed and dropped her gaze.

"Since, my daughter, you have such an eye for jewellery, may hap, you would like to look at this." The lady held out a necklace. Who does this lady this she is calling me daughter all the time? The Goddess? Alanna thought angrily, looking at the necklace.

Alanna had never seen anything like it. At the end of the chain of the necklace, there was a coal-like ember that looked like it would shine for forever more. It was intriguingly beautiful, even though Alanna would never say it out loud. Alanna would never know why anyone would want to sell anything so beautiful.

"It's quite good quality, but I guess the price is double what you are asking for the pearl necklace," Alanna told the lady boldly.

The lady smiled. "I have just gotten this one in, I doubt anyone would ever find it interesting."

Alanna snorted.

"I think it suits you, and I don't want to deprive a young lady of her dreams." Alanna raised an eyebrow, but the lady went on without any annoyance what so ever. "So I'm giving it to you."

"What?" Alanna asked and raised her other eyebrow to meet the other one that was already up.

"I said I am giving it to you."

"I heard that," Alanna muttered to the lady.

"Then why did you say 'what'?"

"Well the fact of the matter is, that no one in their right mind would give away something so valuable, and if they do, one would have to wonder, what's wrong with it and what does the one in return?"

"There is nothing wrong with it, My Daughter, and I don't want anything in return."

"Right," Alanna said and turned away. Lucinda was walking on to other stalls.

"Where are you going?" The lady asked.

"Some where away from you, I believe you may have lost your mind, or you were dropped on your head as a young child, either way, I'm leaving before you do something stupid."

"Daughter I would suggest that you take the necklace…"

Alanna put her fingers in her ears. "What? I can't hear you… Sorry. I'm going now… bye-bye."

"Daughter…"

"Bye!"

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Okay, that didn't turn out how I planed it. I wanted croak in that chapter… :'(… oh well. I just would like to say thank you to everyone that reviews any, and all my chapters, and A BIG thank you to those who filled out that form for me a long time ago.

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