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OMG you guys im back (and everyone is so sad aren't they) well I want you to kno that I felt so terrible that I wasn't writing even though I love this story even if you people don't. So please read on and tell me what you think... a lot of my stuff has changed since I last updated so you might just hate it and if you do don't forget to tell me.
Chapter 9- DEATH
"Get Jonathon and Duke Baird!" Gary roared at the nearest servants, "This is to stay quiet I only want them, we can deal with the court later."
Gary stared down at the still form of Alanna, her flaming red hair covered her face and he resisted touching her lifeless face, under her hair only a glimpse of violet shone through with her eyes still open even death. Her pale skin didn't suit her, it made her look like a sickly court lady not the feared lioness she really had been.
A tear streaked down his cheek and he hardly noticed the hooded man on the other side of the court, oddly the person didn't even walk over to see what was going on. Instead he walked the other direction.
"I hope this is important like the messenger assured me, because I was working on a very ill Baron," Said the Duke as he rushed onto the practice courts.
"I assure you this is something above and beyond importance to the realm," Gary replied quietly in the mist of the tears trailing down his cheeks.
Baird let out a gasp as he saw what Gary was hovering over, at first glance it had looked like her twin pale and sickly, but with a better look he saw Alanna. As soon as he had recovered from the shock he bent down sending his Gift into her.
"This is her, or so it seems," Duke said clearly puzzled, "But something is blocking me out. She seems to be dead, but I can still detect a hint her Gift residing and something is blocking me from probing any farther. This is indeed odd."
Gary was too hurt to say a word, it was like she had known she would die today, finally he pulled himself together enough to ask, "What do we do with her?"
"Does His Highness know?"
"Not yet, but I did send out a messenger to him as I did to yourself."
"Then I suggest we stay until he comes, and as soon as he is here we shall prepare her for her funeral."
"Funeral?" Someone croaked, surprising both the Duke and Gary. They turned only to find Jon staring utterly bewildered at the dead face of his beloved.
"I'm so sorry, I was practicing with her and all of a sudden she just said sorry and dropped down," Gary replied, careful not to enrage the Prince into a fit.
Jon broke down nearly drowning in his tears, he hadn't even gotten to marry her and yet he was already robbed of her and her beauty. A small sob mixed with laughter seemed to be coming from a behind him, but as he looked over his shoulders there was only a bush.
Only the night before had she fallen asleep in his arms and she had loved him, no matter the trick he had played on her. What would he do now, he couldn't abdicate the thrown and neither could he marry again.
"Tell me what happened," Jon asked between his tears.
"I told you, we were practicing—"
"Not that I want to know everything from the beginning."
With an odd look on his face Gary obeyed, "She had wanted to duel, but I knew I would be bested and suggested that a practice session would be to both of our benefits. Of course the weapon had been a sword and we had gone through many patterns, starting with the easy and progressively getting harder. We were to the point where I was sweating heavily and she had completed around half her knowledge. Before I could call it quits she said sorry, I tried to reason with her and ask her what was going on but I found her falling back onto the ground eyes wide and going very pale."
Jon was finished with this subject all he wanted to do was retire to his rooms where he would find sorrow by himself. Finally he said, "Where shall I lay her?"
"I think in the study would be fine don't you? That is where your parents were also put."
At the mention of his parents Baird saw a flash of pain go through the Prince's emotionless sapphire eyes, but it was gone as soon as it had come. Slowly he lifted Alanna and walked into the palace taking routes where they were less likely to be interrupted.
As he walked through the doors of the study leaving them open behind him he turned to see Thom shutting them behind him. They walked silently and reaching a wooden platform intricately decorated with carved roses he placed her down. An awkward silence swept over them each wanting to bring up something different.
Jon wondered how he could tell Thom what had happened, although it seemed that he already had some idea. In particular Jon had disliked Thom since he had arrived thinking him arrogant and too in love with himself, but Alanna had loved her twin dearly and other than himself she was the only thing Thom had ever loved.
Thom stood waiting for the King-to-be to break the silence wishing he could tell him what he needed to say and leave, he really should be looking after Roger he had been acting strangely lately.
Giving in Thom finally broke the silence saying, "She's not dead you know."
Jon gave a pitying look at him clearly Thom was in denial. Finally he had chosen the right words and responded, "Listen she died with a sword in her hands, I am sure that she would have liked it that way."
"No you don't understand, look at this."
Jonathon took the stone from Thom's cold outstretched hand, it was the token the Goddess had given Alanna. Never once had she taken it off and it always told if magic was going on around her and also the color of the gift that had been used.
"Where did you get this, and what does it have to do with her?"
"Hold it over her body and you will see."
He saw the purple gift that Alanna was so famous for, but it didn't just surround her like it did on normal people it was her. Confused he raised an eyebrow much like Raoul had taught him and waited for the young Master to explain.
"Ahh yes so you see this is just an illusion, and a very detailed one at that. Did you never notice that she had not sweat on her no matter that she had just been practicing?"
Jon frowned, once again Thom was right he had not thought about anything but that she was dead. Immediately other questions popped into his head, "How did you figure out this was going on anyways? And if this isn't her than where is she?"
With a small grin he beckoned for His Highness to follow him as he walked excitedly towards the doors. After a long walk across what seemed to be the entire castle they came to Thom's rooms where he knocked on the door.
It was defiantly odd for someone to knock on his or her own door, but this man was certainly not known for being normal. To his surprise someone answered, it appeared to be a lady with a dark hood covering her face quickly she said, "Brother it is you, I'm glad you came."
With a laugh he pulled back the hood only to reveal a fire haired copy of the sorcerer standing next to him. Quickly the shock wore off and he pulled her into a passionate embracing whispering her name.
Finally they were calm enough to look around Jon found that Thom had apparently left them alone for a quick moment and he seized the opportunity to say, "Please do explain, this is one I would love to hear."
"Does the idea of revenge spark any memories my dear? You needed to know how scary that was, plus I wanted to see just how much you loved me."
"I hope you will never doubt my love because it is far more than I could ever say." Still shaking he gently kissed her lips and she kissed him back, it was good not to be sneaking around again.
"Never again, Never again."
"It would be best that we assure the others that I'm not really dead, although I'm sure Thom could handle it would be best if they saw me."
Alanna stood with Jon's arm wrapped around her waist as they walked to find the Duke and Gary. It proved quite a task to convince Duke Baird that it was in fact Alanna and not another illusion. He was hardly ever wrong about someone being dead and having been proved wrong made him a bit skeptical. However Gary just laughed at the joke, it was something that squire Alan would have done and with that he rubbed her head affectionately.
"What am I your dog? Patting my head and praising me for everything good I did," Alanna said with her voice layered with a curt attitude.
"You are hard to please aren't you? Jon take her away I'm sure she could be fitted for some type of gown or even attending a tea with every other court gossip," Gary replied with a laugh.
Jon chuckled at the alarm showing through Alanna's face, "O yes I shall see what I can find for this pretty little lady to do."
"That's not fair! What did I do to you?"
"Really Alanna is that a good question," Gary drawled.
"But really I don't want to be stuck having tea."
With a smile Jon looked at his love and said, "Of course not love, but Gary here really should be out practicing his sword fighting. He shouldn't be out of practice for next time you to have a match."
As a final parting Jon pulled Alanna away before either of them could say anything that would start a different conversation. He swept her into a swift kiss and took her to the lunch hall, it was far past noon and he was dying to eat.
"My sweet, you do remember that the coronation and our wedding is tomorrow right?"
"Of course, but Jon it seems I must have missed some of the meetings because what am I to do over the security? And what am I to wear?"
"Since when has one of the first questions out of your mouth been what shall I wear? But we had your measurements so I instructed a proper lady to pick out your dress for you, I have confidence that it will look gorgeous. No you did not miss those meetings, they were purposefully planned so you would not be there."
"What?!"
"Yes all you need to do is check in with Raoul and see what his plans are, I'm sure you could find him anytime and ask."
LIAM
"Excuse me! Sir Alexander of Tirragan!" The Shang shouted at the top of his lungs, but apparently the knight had no notion to turn around and talk to the man.
Finally tired of waiting Liam's temper took over and he quickly drew his sword and disarmed Alex. Obviously this was a mistake because the man jumped on the Dragon attacking him. It was only moments before Liam had him pinned down.
"Great, I'm glad I have your attention," Liam said in a gruff voice.
"Tell My lord, Duke Roger, that I am finished. I want nothing to do with it any longer."
"Now there is a brave statement, you realize this could easily mean death? But today is your lucky day, I am not here on the Duke's orders but more by my own concerns."
"And what does that have to do with me?"
"Are you sure you sure you are through with all those plans?"
"Yes I am"
"Okay then I shall tell you that I am a King's spy, I have been working as a double agent. And until now no one knew, not even the King. I want you to put your warriors into place tomorrow but not have them fight when the command comes."
"Why do I trust you?"
"Because I would never hurt Alanna, I love her. Also because I hate those who use their Gifts to take advantage, like the Duke."
"And if I do this all what difference will it make? Many people will still dye."
"Yes, but the plan will be ruined and chaos will happen giving us an easier win. Plus your men counted for a very large portion. Will you join me?"
"I have no other apparent choice. Thank you Dragon, I can understand what Alanna saw in you, she really does love strategies and fighting."
Alex noticed that even though the Shang man let out a small chuckle his eyes changed to a blue-green color, the color that people said he reserved for her and only her. The subject was closed and he knew that now would be a good time to stop, maybe even apologize for it was defiantly owed to quite a few people.
Alex walked off in the direction of the King's chambers where he was sure to find his bride-to-be, Alanna. He hated to lose with a passion and Alex was truly jealous of Alanna's talents with a sword, but he knew that he had been too cold and distant for it to be thought of as a friendly competition.
SOOO???? What do you think?? Sorry I couldn't think anything to put in 4 goerge and Thayet and all them so maybe next chapter? Well please review ! 2,360 words, I think that's one of my longer chapters so yes even though it wasn't quite the best at least it was an update
OMG you guys im back (and everyone is so sad aren't they) well I want you to kno that I felt so terrible that I wasn't writing even though I love this story even if you people don't. So please read on and tell me what you think... a lot of my stuff has changed since I last updated so you might just hate it and if you do don't forget to tell me.
Chapter 9- DEATH
"Get Jonathon and Duke Baird!" Gary roared at the nearest servants, "This is to stay quiet I only want them, we can deal with the court later."
Gary stared down at the still form of Alanna, her flaming red hair covered her face and he resisted touching her lifeless face, under her hair only a glimpse of violet shone through with her eyes still open even death. Her pale skin didn't suit her, it made her look like a sickly court lady not the feared lioness she really had been.
A tear streaked down his cheek and he hardly noticed the hooded man on the other side of the court, oddly the person didn't even walk over to see what was going on. Instead he walked the other direction.
"I hope this is important like the messenger assured me, because I was working on a very ill Baron," Said the Duke as he rushed onto the practice courts.
"I assure you this is something above and beyond importance to the realm," Gary replied quietly in the mist of the tears trailing down his cheeks.
Baird let out a gasp as he saw what Gary was hovering over, at first glance it had looked like her twin pale and sickly, but with a better look he saw Alanna. As soon as he had recovered from the shock he bent down sending his Gift into her.
"This is her, or so it seems," Duke said clearly puzzled, "But something is blocking me out. She seems to be dead, but I can still detect a hint her Gift residing and something is blocking me from probing any farther. This is indeed odd."
Gary was too hurt to say a word, it was like she had known she would die today, finally he pulled himself together enough to ask, "What do we do with her?"
"Does His Highness know?"
"Not yet, but I did send out a messenger to him as I did to yourself."
"Then I suggest we stay until he comes, and as soon as he is here we shall prepare her for her funeral."
"Funeral?" Someone croaked, surprising both the Duke and Gary. They turned only to find Jon staring utterly bewildered at the dead face of his beloved.
"I'm so sorry, I was practicing with her and all of a sudden she just said sorry and dropped down," Gary replied, careful not to enrage the Prince into a fit.
Jon broke down nearly drowning in his tears, he hadn't even gotten to marry her and yet he was already robbed of her and her beauty. A small sob mixed with laughter seemed to be coming from a behind him, but as he looked over his shoulders there was only a bush.
Only the night before had she fallen asleep in his arms and she had loved him, no matter the trick he had played on her. What would he do now, he couldn't abdicate the thrown and neither could he marry again.
"Tell me what happened," Jon asked between his tears.
"I told you, we were practicing—"
"Not that I want to know everything from the beginning."
With an odd look on his face Gary obeyed, "She had wanted to duel, but I knew I would be bested and suggested that a practice session would be to both of our benefits. Of course the weapon had been a sword and we had gone through many patterns, starting with the easy and progressively getting harder. We were to the point where I was sweating heavily and she had completed around half her knowledge. Before I could call it quits she said sorry, I tried to reason with her and ask her what was going on but I found her falling back onto the ground eyes wide and going very pale."
Jon was finished with this subject all he wanted to do was retire to his rooms where he would find sorrow by himself. Finally he said, "Where shall I lay her?"
"I think in the study would be fine don't you? That is where your parents were also put."
At the mention of his parents Baird saw a flash of pain go through the Prince's emotionless sapphire eyes, but it was gone as soon as it had come. Slowly he lifted Alanna and walked into the palace taking routes where they were less likely to be interrupted.
As he walked through the doors of the study leaving them open behind him he turned to see Thom shutting them behind him. They walked silently and reaching a wooden platform intricately decorated with carved roses he placed her down. An awkward silence swept over them each wanting to bring up something different.
Jon wondered how he could tell Thom what had happened, although it seemed that he already had some idea. In particular Jon had disliked Thom since he had arrived thinking him arrogant and too in love with himself, but Alanna had loved her twin dearly and other than himself she was the only thing Thom had ever loved.
Thom stood waiting for the King-to-be to break the silence wishing he could tell him what he needed to say and leave, he really should be looking after Roger he had been acting strangely lately.
Giving in Thom finally broke the silence saying, "She's not dead you know."
Jon gave a pitying look at him clearly Thom was in denial. Finally he had chosen the right words and responded, "Listen she died with a sword in her hands, I am sure that she would have liked it that way."
"No you don't understand, look at this."
Jonathon took the stone from Thom's cold outstretched hand, it was the token the Goddess had given Alanna. Never once had she taken it off and it always told if magic was going on around her and also the color of the gift that had been used.
"Where did you get this, and what does it have to do with her?"
"Hold it over her body and you will see."
He saw the purple gift that Alanna was so famous for, but it didn't just surround her like it did on normal people it was her. Confused he raised an eyebrow much like Raoul had taught him and waited for the young Master to explain.
"Ahh yes so you see this is just an illusion, and a very detailed one at that. Did you never notice that she had not sweat on her no matter that she had just been practicing?"
Jon frowned, once again Thom was right he had not thought about anything but that she was dead. Immediately other questions popped into his head, "How did you figure out this was going on anyways? And if this isn't her than where is she?"
With a small grin he beckoned for His Highness to follow him as he walked excitedly towards the doors. After a long walk across what seemed to be the entire castle they came to Thom's rooms where he knocked on the door.
It was defiantly odd for someone to knock on his or her own door, but this man was certainly not known for being normal. To his surprise someone answered, it appeared to be a lady with a dark hood covering her face quickly she said, "Brother it is you, I'm glad you came."
With a laugh he pulled back the hood only to reveal a fire haired copy of the sorcerer standing next to him. Quickly the shock wore off and he pulled her into a passionate embracing whispering her name.
Finally they were calm enough to look around Jon found that Thom had apparently left them alone for a quick moment and he seized the opportunity to say, "Please do explain, this is one I would love to hear."
"Does the idea of revenge spark any memories my dear? You needed to know how scary that was, plus I wanted to see just how much you loved me."
"I hope you will never doubt my love because it is far more than I could ever say." Still shaking he gently kissed her lips and she kissed him back, it was good not to be sneaking around again.
"Never again, Never again."
"It would be best that we assure the others that I'm not really dead, although I'm sure Thom could handle it would be best if they saw me."
Alanna stood with Jon's arm wrapped around her waist as they walked to find the Duke and Gary. It proved quite a task to convince Duke Baird that it was in fact Alanna and not another illusion. He was hardly ever wrong about someone being dead and having been proved wrong made him a bit skeptical. However Gary just laughed at the joke, it was something that squire Alan would have done and with that he rubbed her head affectionately.
"What am I your dog? Patting my head and praising me for everything good I did," Alanna said with her voice layered with a curt attitude.
"You are hard to please aren't you? Jon take her away I'm sure she could be fitted for some type of gown or even attending a tea with every other court gossip," Gary replied with a laugh.
Jon chuckled at the alarm showing through Alanna's face, "O yes I shall see what I can find for this pretty little lady to do."
"That's not fair! What did I do to you?"
"Really Alanna is that a good question," Gary drawled.
"But really I don't want to be stuck having tea."
With a smile Jon looked at his love and said, "Of course not love, but Gary here really should be out practicing his sword fighting. He shouldn't be out of practice for next time you to have a match."
As a final parting Jon pulled Alanna away before either of them could say anything that would start a different conversation. He swept her into a swift kiss and took her to the lunch hall, it was far past noon and he was dying to eat.
"My sweet, you do remember that the coronation and our wedding is tomorrow right?"
"Of course, but Jon it seems I must have missed some of the meetings because what am I to do over the security? And what am I to wear?"
"Since when has one of the first questions out of your mouth been what shall I wear? But we had your measurements so I instructed a proper lady to pick out your dress for you, I have confidence that it will look gorgeous. No you did not miss those meetings, they were purposefully planned so you would not be there."
"What?!"
"Yes all you need to do is check in with Raoul and see what his plans are, I'm sure you could find him anytime and ask."
LIAM
"Excuse me! Sir Alexander of Tirragan!" The Shang shouted at the top of his lungs, but apparently the knight had no notion to turn around and talk to the man.
Finally tired of waiting Liam's temper took over and he quickly drew his sword and disarmed Alex. Obviously this was a mistake because the man jumped on the Dragon attacking him. It was only moments before Liam had him pinned down.
"Great, I'm glad I have your attention," Liam said in a gruff voice.
"Tell My lord, Duke Roger, that I am finished. I want nothing to do with it any longer."
"Now there is a brave statement, you realize this could easily mean death? But today is your lucky day, I am not here on the Duke's orders but more by my own concerns."
"And what does that have to do with me?"
"Are you sure you sure you are through with all those plans?"
"Yes I am"
"Okay then I shall tell you that I am a King's spy, I have been working as a double agent. And until now no one knew, not even the King. I want you to put your warriors into place tomorrow but not have them fight when the command comes."
"Why do I trust you?"
"Because I would never hurt Alanna, I love her. Also because I hate those who use their Gifts to take advantage, like the Duke."
"And if I do this all what difference will it make? Many people will still dye."
"Yes, but the plan will be ruined and chaos will happen giving us an easier win. Plus your men counted for a very large portion. Will you join me?"
"I have no other apparent choice. Thank you Dragon, I can understand what Alanna saw in you, she really does love strategies and fighting."
Alex noticed that even though the Shang man let out a small chuckle his eyes changed to a blue-green color, the color that people said he reserved for her and only her. The subject was closed and he knew that now would be a good time to stop, maybe even apologize for it was defiantly owed to quite a few people.
Alex walked off in the direction of the King's chambers where he was sure to find his bride-to-be, Alanna. He hated to lose with a passion and Alex was truly jealous of Alanna's talents with a sword, but he knew that he had been too cold and distant for it to be thought of as a friendly competition.
SOOO???? What do you think?? Sorry I couldn't think anything to put in 4 goerge and Thayet and all them so maybe next chapter? Well please review ! 2,360 words, I think that's one of my longer chapters so yes even though it wasn't quite the best at least it was an update