Discovery
Chapter Four
The One, Caught
A/N: I have an evil cold/sinus infection! Evil! But, it gives me plenty of writing time!
In response to a review, Alycia's so young because she's impressionable. And little kids are (falsely) thought of as easy to handle. Three, Kid's don't understand (or care) what's impossible. Kay?
Also, I will just call her Alycia now, got it?
Finally, I am announcing a contest. You have to guess why I spelled Grace Grase, and leave a physical description and name so you can be in the story. Got it? You have to accurately guess only.
Dis.: I own Alycia/Leslie, and the One and it's minions. Got it? Good.
A week later, Alycia was bored again. So she decided to continue her explorations.
She walked in a residential section, pretending to be busy. She strolled past a room and heard two voices in argument.
"Ten more people are missing! You can't ignore that!" Alycia stopped to hear the rest.
"It has to be a coincidence! Tortall's big, ten people aren't a lot."
"Seven were mages, and only two were hedgewitches! And I know there's a spy in the palace. When someone important vanishes, then you'll believe me." Alycia gulped as she thought, They must think I'M the spy.
Neal came over again after dinner. Alycia asked him, "What's a hedgewitch?"
He looked at her and said curiously "Someone with very little magic, why?"
"I overheard an argument, and two of them went missing." Neal had taught her a little about magic and other bits she was curious about.
"Master Numair must have been trying to tell someone to up security," Neal commented.
"He also said there's a spy in the palace, and what if he thinks it's me?" Alycia asked quietly.
"They'll never find ya," Neal said loftily. Alycia giggled.
"Neal, I think I'm rubbing off on you," she laughed. Neal made a face. Alycia gulped suddenly.
"Neal, I thought you said no one would find me," She said oddly. Neal turned around. Master Numair was in the doorway. So was his father, trying not to laugh.
"So this is your spy," The Duke of Queenscove said.
Alycia winked and stuck her tongue out at Neal. She walked up to the two adults and smiled. She said cheerfully,
"'Ello, my name's Alycia, what's yours?" The adults blinked at the little girls forwardness.
"What are you doing here?" said the taller man.
"I don't know, I was reading and then I was in here," she said honestly.
The One read the note and swore. "The Spellsinger went and got herself caught! If she recieves training, my plan will go to pieces!" He took a deep breath.
He went to a cage in the darkest corner of the room. Five men and five women were in the cramped steel box. He pulled out a woman. She clawed him fiercely as he started the spell.
Suddenly she stopped. Her pupils shrank and vanished completely, her blue eyes glazed. A tawny rope of fog left her to coil in the One.
"Grase! (A/N. Contest!)" A man in the cage shouted as a bracelet with five gems was slapped on her wrist. The One smiled and pulled him out.
A/N: Good chapter? Bad? Tell me!
Um, does anyone know how to get italics?
Chapter Four
The One, Caught
A/N: I have an evil cold/sinus infection! Evil! But, it gives me plenty of writing time!
In response to a review, Alycia's so young because she's impressionable. And little kids are (falsely) thought of as easy to handle. Three, Kid's don't understand (or care) what's impossible. Kay?
Also, I will just call her Alycia now, got it?
Finally, I am announcing a contest. You have to guess why I spelled Grace Grase, and leave a physical description and name so you can be in the story. Got it? You have to accurately guess only.
Dis.: I own Alycia/Leslie, and the One and it's minions. Got it? Good.
A week later, Alycia was bored again. So she decided to continue her explorations.
She walked in a residential section, pretending to be busy. She strolled past a room and heard two voices in argument.
"Ten more people are missing! You can't ignore that!" Alycia stopped to hear the rest.
"It has to be a coincidence! Tortall's big, ten people aren't a lot."
"Seven were mages, and only two were hedgewitches! And I know there's a spy in the palace. When someone important vanishes, then you'll believe me." Alycia gulped as she thought, They must think I'M the spy.
Neal came over again after dinner. Alycia asked him, "What's a hedgewitch?"
He looked at her and said curiously "Someone with very little magic, why?"
"I overheard an argument, and two of them went missing." Neal had taught her a little about magic and other bits she was curious about.
"Master Numair must have been trying to tell someone to up security," Neal commented.
"He also said there's a spy in the palace, and what if he thinks it's me?" Alycia asked quietly.
"They'll never find ya," Neal said loftily. Alycia giggled.
"Neal, I think I'm rubbing off on you," she laughed. Neal made a face. Alycia gulped suddenly.
"Neal, I thought you said no one would find me," She said oddly. Neal turned around. Master Numair was in the doorway. So was his father, trying not to laugh.
"So this is your spy," The Duke of Queenscove said.
Alycia winked and stuck her tongue out at Neal. She walked up to the two adults and smiled. She said cheerfully,
"'Ello, my name's Alycia, what's yours?" The adults blinked at the little girls forwardness.
"What are you doing here?" said the taller man.
"I don't know, I was reading and then I was in here," she said honestly.
The One read the note and swore. "The Spellsinger went and got herself caught! If she recieves training, my plan will go to pieces!" He took a deep breath.
He went to a cage in the darkest corner of the room. Five men and five women were in the cramped steel box. He pulled out a woman. She clawed him fiercely as he started the spell.
Suddenly she stopped. Her pupils shrank and vanished completely, her blue eyes glazed. A tawny rope of fog left her to coil in the One.
"Grase! (A/N. Contest!)" A man in the cage shouted as a bracelet with five gems was slapped on her wrist. The One smiled and pulled him out.
A/N: Good chapter? Bad? Tell me!
Um, does anyone know how to get italics?