Yellow green and blue there! (don't ask!) I've decided that, while I'm in
the flow of things, I might as well write this chapter too. So here you
are, the story continues in Lyra's Oxford.
Thanx kaiserdragon52. Well do I know the effects of caffeine ...and Eanna. Prepare to meet your dear Johnny
Oh yeah I forgot to mention this earlier. Kairi- Mary's hair is BLACK. Got that? It isn't red. If you think it is, I suggest you read the books again and find out.
Lyra's Oxford
She walked down the hallway, head held high, daemon by her side, the regal expression on her face betraying nothing of her feelings. She wore a long golden gown, simply cut, with a sweeping neckline that showed off her developing body. (A/N: between you and me, Lyra wishes it'd be a bit more developed). Around her neck she wore a pendant- a miniature version of an alethiometer, a special gift from the Master. Nothing of the way she looked, the manner in which she walked, the way in which she greeted the Scholars-none of it gave away what she was feeling inside.
After the earlier episode of nausea, she had returned to her room and collapsed weakly onto her bed. When she woke again, something, a door in her mind seemed to have opened, and all of a sudden she knew what to do. She had taken up the alethiometer again, and this time she knew which questions she had to ask. The answers had, once again, flashed clearly into her mind. She knew now, for sure. And now that she did, she found herself wishing otherwise. She made her way to the Blue Dining Room. It was a curiosity of Jordan, that many of its rooms were named in this way, using colours or precious stones. She walked in, made small talk with the scholars, who had slowly come to accept the fact that they could not change the Master's mind as far as Lyra was concerned. She ate her dinner, which was, of course, delicious. But all the while, she could not stop feeling that there were butterflies in her stomach, and she couldn't stop thinking of it.
What would they think if they knew, she mused. If they knew that their dear, beloved, DARLING Lyra was pregnant. And that the father of her child had deserted and betrayed her.
Because, of course, that is what the alethiometer had showed her.
End of chapter
yup, yup. I know. I'm evil.
Remember to review
Thanx kaiserdragon52. Well do I know the effects of caffeine ...and Eanna. Prepare to meet your dear Johnny
Oh yeah I forgot to mention this earlier. Kairi- Mary's hair is BLACK. Got that? It isn't red. If you think it is, I suggest you read the books again and find out.
Lyra's Oxford
She walked down the hallway, head held high, daemon by her side, the regal expression on her face betraying nothing of her feelings. She wore a long golden gown, simply cut, with a sweeping neckline that showed off her developing body. (A/N: between you and me, Lyra wishes it'd be a bit more developed). Around her neck she wore a pendant- a miniature version of an alethiometer, a special gift from the Master. Nothing of the way she looked, the manner in which she walked, the way in which she greeted the Scholars-none of it gave away what she was feeling inside.
After the earlier episode of nausea, she had returned to her room and collapsed weakly onto her bed. When she woke again, something, a door in her mind seemed to have opened, and all of a sudden she knew what to do. She had taken up the alethiometer again, and this time she knew which questions she had to ask. The answers had, once again, flashed clearly into her mind. She knew now, for sure. And now that she did, she found herself wishing otherwise. She made her way to the Blue Dining Room. It was a curiosity of Jordan, that many of its rooms were named in this way, using colours or precious stones. She walked in, made small talk with the scholars, who had slowly come to accept the fact that they could not change the Master's mind as far as Lyra was concerned. She ate her dinner, which was, of course, delicious. But all the while, she could not stop feeling that there were butterflies in her stomach, and she couldn't stop thinking of it.
What would they think if they knew, she mused. If they knew that their dear, beloved, DARLING Lyra was pregnant. And that the father of her child had deserted and betrayed her.
Because, of course, that is what the alethiometer had showed her.
End of chapter
yup, yup. I know. I'm evil.
Remember to review