Chapter 5: In which we meet a not so nice teacher
After lunch Alexeika had one hour of physics and 2 hours of history, according the crumpled paper she drew from her brown bag. She originally walked down the hall with her friends who left her as they climbed the stairs to the library for their free lesson.
Alexeika was the first into the laboratory she slid into the first seat and looked around nervously. The room was a soft grey, with innumerable jars and bottles along with a chalkboard on the wall behind the teacher's dark wooden desk. Windows ran along one wall with burnished taps and a neat hearth below them, at the back were numerous gadgets and charts.
Two dark students walked in and did a double take as Alexeika offered a small smile. One of the two step forward running a hand through his raven hair and looking rather uncertain, "Err...Are you sure you're in the right class?" His companion still stood mute.
"Umm...well my timetable says I have physics here with Master Broshnovic now." Alex replied a little uncertain and drawing out the parchment.
The duo's eyes widened, "Well you're in the right class." The second said playing with the collar of his shirt, "Let's sit down Hannas." And with aught else he dropped into the seat behind Alexeika, his friend close behind.
A little put off by the lack of conversation from the two men who were acting as though they had never seen a female before. Alex pulled her courage and turned to face them, "Am I sitting in anyone's seat? Are there many people in this class and what is Master Broshnovic like?"
The guys became even more flustered, if that was possible, that she had initiated conversation before the first could stutter out, "No, you're not in any one's seat and Master Broshnovic is very...selective of his students."
Alexeika was about to ask for clarification when the males' faces lit in relief as a crowd of males entered the room behind a tall bronzed man in purple robes. The man's nose was hooked rather dramatically and his eyes were set deep in his chiseled face. He looked like the type of person who dissected his teddy bears as a small child and stabbed slow waiters with the butter knife 'or maybe she was being over-dramatic.' The master scanned the class contemptuously before zoning his dark gaze on Alexeika 'was it just her or did his lip just curl?'
"Are you in the right class Miss?" he drawled causing the class to snigger falsely, except for a certain table at the back containing a blonde prince who did so most full heartedly.
"According to my timetable, sir, you are Master Broshnovic?" she replied turning back to the front, parchment in hand.
The master stalked down and snatched up the parchment looking at her disbelievingly before scanning the document and throwing it on the desk with barely concealed disgust. "This class is for those with highly intelligent minds, perseverance and logic, Princess Volvn." He spat out princess as though it was poison, "I suggest you change before you are overcome by the complicities of this course, physics is not a suitable course for young women; you should take etiquette or needlework." More sniggering erupted.
Alexeika kept control on her anger, 'why that mother...' and spoke up eloquently. "Most would believe me incapable of self defence sir yet my teacher has seen my ability, I would prefer to stay and attempt the course for this semester before deciding if it is too complicated. If that is acceptable to you of course?"
The teacher's teeth could be heard crunching on the other side of the academy, "Since you are so keen on remaining in this course Miss Volvn I will give you one month until the first test, if you do not meet expectations you will leave." Alexeika smiled and nodded in response, "But your pertness is unacceptable, write out a thousand lines of 'I shall control my tongue' for Wednesday morning, be thankful I was this lenient, you will not get another opportunity for rudeness." He stalked back up to the desk and began the lecture leaving Alexeika to grit her teeth and copy down notes.
The class was not a success, fifteen minutes in Alexeika was chastised for her pen scratching too loudly, another fifteen her books rustled too much; all this despite Gavril's table's non-stop chatter. 'Chauvinistic bastard.' Things looked up in the last half of the lesson with Alexeika being able to copy her notes on inertia in relative quiet.
Five minutes before the end of the lesson Broshnovic caught the note of encouragement that Hannas had slipped onto her book and she had slid in her bag. She had no idea how he did it, she now had another thousand lines of 'I shall not write notes in class'; she realized that it probably wouldn't be a good idea to point out she hadn't actually written any notes and trudged out of the classroom more dejected than when she had entered. She swore however that she would gain perfect marks in physics to show the twat.
Waving off Hannas' sincere eyed apologies she started up the nearby stairs praying to Thod, Riva, anyone, that her next teacher was not so bad. Reaching the second storey she met up with all of her friends and her step brightened; at least if the teacher was mean she would have her friends with her.
Alexeika's fears proved unfounded, well unfounded on this teacher at least, as the fabulous five entered their history room. The room though originally a soft orange stone, was covered with maps, charts, artifacts, replicas and a long and extensively added upon timeline that ran along the left wall. The windows let in the warm light from the gardens outside that light up the entire room.
The teacher herself was a petit, grey haired woman with sparkling hazel eyes and a grandmothering demeanor. Her curls were pulled loosely back in a bun by a sky blue cloth that matched her robes and she grinned as her students entered and introduced herself to Alex as Madame Pullian.
"How have your classes been today my dear, I do hope you have settled in well?" the mistress asked in her soft voice, "You seemed a little on edge when you came in." Alex blushed scarlet as her friends looked at her questioningly, "Oh. It's nothing much, I just had physics you see and..."
"And Broshnovic asked you to leave?" the lady chuckled and Alex's stunned expression, "He, I am afraid, does not seem to value women highly; it is nothing personal. He didn't like Madame Healan and I being appointed as house leaders to rival him; he accepted it once he realized how more than capable we are, I'm sure they same will happen in your class." The two shared wry smiles as Alexeika followed her friends to a table in the front.
"Now class we will be beginning a group project on the ancient alliance between the first kings of Nether and the eld. Each table will give a written report on the alliance in exactly 2 weeks, the best one will be perfected and archived for future study. These will be ranked towards our annual competition, which I'm sure those who have been here longer will explain to our new students once I have finished talking. If you are unsure on anything feel free to see me, otherwise happy researching."
Alex smirked at her friends and raised an eyebrow, causing Thum to giggle; yes giggle. "Each year we are ranked, the top ten get to compete in a knock out quiz at then end of the year until there is a winner, they are put in the hall of records. All subjects are similar, with assignments towards our rank only S.D hold only 1 tournament and P.A has a performance night that gets voted on."
"Ok then, let's start. How shall we do it?" Alexeika asked.
"If we each take notes over this week and put them together this time next week we should be fine." Sandrina said carrying over 5 large tomes.
"Still we'd cover the same areas. We should focus on a section each; one can do the lead up on the Netheran side, one on the eld side, one for the terms given by the eld, one for the Netheran terms and one for the impact." Thia suggested, "Of course anything relevant should be shown to the one doing that section."
"Sounds good." Faldain nodded at his sister, "I'll do Netheran terms, Thia do you want eld lead up." The princess nodded sagely opening one of Sandrina's books.
"I'll take Netheran lead up." Thum said pulling his own book with a crooked grin.
"Sandrina do you mind doing eld terms, I'd really like to do the impact?" Alex raised a pair of puppy eyes to her straw haired friend. Alas Sandrina was no match for the sad-eyed look and gave in; but not without lobbing a large book at Alex's head. And so the five spent the rest of the lesson reading, taking notes and playing a silent war of the feet under the table for the rest of the lesson.
They borrowed several of the teacher's books and raided the library immediately after so as to beat the other groups to the research material; having two competitive fire signs will do that to a group. When they returned to the library to begin their study, and Alexeika's two thousand lines and essay on the evidence of inertia in everyday life. They were met by several whining females from their history class. Grinning smugly they worked silently until Alexeika had finished her physics work with a final huff.
"I need some fresh air. San, Faldain do you want to go see Mistress Vete about our performance costumes?"
"I just found a really good chapter, but it'll take a while!" Sandrina whispered, quill moving fervently across the parchment.
"Faldain?"
"Yes I'll come, I need to stretch my legs." The prince lifted his head and stood up, eyes gleaming teasingly "And would you please call me Dain!"
Alexeika stuck out her tongue and the group attempted to hide their chuckles as the two exchanged mock glares. Alex slung her bag over her shoulder, groaning at the excess books, whispering they'd see them at dinner Alex and Dain slid out of the library and back downstairs. The two mad it out of the library fast enough not to hear Thum's whispered comment and the following giggles, "Is it just me or were those two flirting?"
Upon reaching the first storey the two, having gained a synchronous hyper moment, began to skip gaily towards the seamstress. Laughing like mad they didn't realize as they turned into the main hallway that they were being watched; rather stared at. At this point lady irony took her nastiest turn.
Simple irony would be that only Gavril would be around the corner, but alas 'twas not so. Only slightly higher would be that Gavril AND Master Broshnovic would be there; alas still not embarrassing enough. No, awaiting them were Gavril, Broshnovic, Si Yama, Mcana and the headmistress. Once the two realized they froze, arms linked, mid-skip with looks of horror etched upon their faces. There audience stared at them in shock before everyone, minus Gavril and Broshnovic, began to chuckle; albeit the two skippers were rather red.
Continuing on in a suddenly poised and snobbish manner, they nodded in respect to the adults and walked until they turned the corner to the seamstress and collapsed against each other in a fit of mirth. After several long minutes they collected themselves and headed into the seamstress' offices.
"Madame Vete? We need a long skirt for Faldain to borrow as part of an acting scene, can you help us?" Alexeika asked sweetly.
"Of course dear, I have just the thing, I'll be but a minute." The lady disappeared and materialized from behind a screen just as fast as she had originally appeared; it was quite disconcerting. "Here you go dear, have a good performance."
Faldain and Alex let off two identical 'Thank you Mistress', before being hustled quickly out of the seamstress'.
"That was strangely fast." Faldain commented, as he held up dubiously the wad of material. Suddenly his demeanor shifted from chagrin to joy as a figure moved across the corridor ahead. "Alexeika, can you take these for me?" he asked holding out the skirt and his study books distractedly. Alex took them and was shocked as he dashed after the figure.
Curiosity piqued she followed quietly in time to see him carry the belongings of a beautiful maiden. She was hit by a sudden inexplicable hatred for the golden red head as Faldain kissed her cheek and gazed at her affectionately. Not wishing to be some kind of voyeur she stormed back to her rooms to let off some steam before dinner, after which she would go pound something in the training yard 'oh yes indeed.'
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Alexeika pulled her hair from its braid before leaving to dinner. Her arms ached from having to still lug Faldain belongings since he had yet to return for them. She clenched her teeth and entered the hall, intending to dump the offending objects on the floor if neither Thum nor Faldain were present. 'Damned hormone driven prince; bloody blonde; argh!'
Luckily enough she was able met out her anger at the annoying royal in person. He, 'thank the gods' was sitting with his back to the entrance, leaning above him she dropped the heavy pack in his lap, a little peeved she had missed his food. "Your belongings, your highness." She gritted out before moving beside Thia, opposite Thum and as far as possible from Faldain.
She smirked at Dain's gasp of pain, 'oh did I hit a tender area?' before she began eating her meal, pointedly ignoring the stares and drawing Thum into a conversation about his sisters.
Finishing her dinner quickly she excused herself and bid goodnight to Thum, Thia and San having stood up with her, and left the hall. Her attempts to flee her friends' questions failed; as she reached her rooms they cornered her.
"What was that about?" Sandrina exclaimed, shocked by Alexeika's audacity to physically injure, albeit not grievously, the crown prince.
"Girls I need to get changed to train-"
"You are going nowhere until you tell us. Anyway you can't train after you've just eaten dinner." Thia soothed, steering Alexeika to a heavily cushioned chair and picking up the brush from where Alex had thrown it onto the desk earlier.
Soothed by the smooth motions from Thia brushing her hair Alex sighed, resigned to the inevitable. "We had just left Madame Vete's, she was acting weird. We were joking when suddenly he spotted someone ahead and basically dumped all his things on me. He hasn't even offered and explanation or come to collect his things or even apologized for the inconvenience!"
"So you may have caused damaged to my brother's manhood and definite damage to his pride because he left his things on you with no explanation?" Thia asked, a little shocked, "There's more to this." Sandrina nodded in agreement.
"Why did I choose observant friends?" Alex grimaced, "I was curious and I wanted to see where he going so I followed around the corner. He left me to carry his things so he could carry around this lady's belongings and make lovey-dovey faces at her! I don't know, I think I felt a bit used but I felt so angry; I stalked straight here."
Realization and a grimace formed on Sandrina's face in front of Alexeika, she assumed it was mirrored on Thia's, "Lady Phereasa. She's king Verence's niece, all the males here have been smitten with her since she arrived a month ago. She is supposed to end up married to Gavril eventually but that doesn't stop the men from trying."
"And none more so than Dain, mind I don't believe his heart is in it rather his conflict with Gavril, if that is what truly worries you." Thia replied, barely holding onto the brush as Alex's head snapped up.
"What! What are you suggesting? That I fancy your brother!" Alex gaped at her friend, whom she had previously thought sane.
"Hey, you two have hit it off rather well." Sandrina defended her friend with a wink that went unnoticed by Alexeika.
"No, nah uh, nup, no way. I. Do. Not. Like. Our. Future. Sovereign." Alex shook her head.
"Changing topic, do you still want to go train, shall I braid your hair?" Thia asked, softly.
"Oddly no, do you two want to stay and work on the history report?" Alex replied, picking up the books from her desk that she had carried from the library and bringing them, and numerous candles, to the table in front of the seat.
"Sure we'll bring our work over." Sandrina replied as she moved to the door, "Be back before you can say 'Master Broshnovic is a stubborn, chauvinistic pig with a big nose' ten times." Alex laughed and settled down to work.
AN/ Hey we got another reviewer, yay 5 people! Anyway I realized the last chapter was rather short and shoddy but hopefully this 1 is better. A little trouble brewing but the main complication will hopefully be here if not in the next chapter but the one after- if I lie you may shoot me! Please tell me if the characters are moving to far off character, I'm trying to keep them true as I can but these have had different upbringings and influences so they wont be exactly like Chester's characters- I will back flash and explain sometime, anyway love you all Annuna
After lunch Alexeika had one hour of physics and 2 hours of history, according the crumpled paper she drew from her brown bag. She originally walked down the hall with her friends who left her as they climbed the stairs to the library for their free lesson.
Alexeika was the first into the laboratory she slid into the first seat and looked around nervously. The room was a soft grey, with innumerable jars and bottles along with a chalkboard on the wall behind the teacher's dark wooden desk. Windows ran along one wall with burnished taps and a neat hearth below them, at the back were numerous gadgets and charts.
Two dark students walked in and did a double take as Alexeika offered a small smile. One of the two step forward running a hand through his raven hair and looking rather uncertain, "Err...Are you sure you're in the right class?" His companion still stood mute.
"Umm...well my timetable says I have physics here with Master Broshnovic now." Alex replied a little uncertain and drawing out the parchment.
The duo's eyes widened, "Well you're in the right class." The second said playing with the collar of his shirt, "Let's sit down Hannas." And with aught else he dropped into the seat behind Alexeika, his friend close behind.
A little put off by the lack of conversation from the two men who were acting as though they had never seen a female before. Alex pulled her courage and turned to face them, "Am I sitting in anyone's seat? Are there many people in this class and what is Master Broshnovic like?"
The guys became even more flustered, if that was possible, that she had initiated conversation before the first could stutter out, "No, you're not in any one's seat and Master Broshnovic is very...selective of his students."
Alexeika was about to ask for clarification when the males' faces lit in relief as a crowd of males entered the room behind a tall bronzed man in purple robes. The man's nose was hooked rather dramatically and his eyes were set deep in his chiseled face. He looked like the type of person who dissected his teddy bears as a small child and stabbed slow waiters with the butter knife 'or maybe she was being over-dramatic.' The master scanned the class contemptuously before zoning his dark gaze on Alexeika 'was it just her or did his lip just curl?'
"Are you in the right class Miss?" he drawled causing the class to snigger falsely, except for a certain table at the back containing a blonde prince who did so most full heartedly.
"According to my timetable, sir, you are Master Broshnovic?" she replied turning back to the front, parchment in hand.
The master stalked down and snatched up the parchment looking at her disbelievingly before scanning the document and throwing it on the desk with barely concealed disgust. "This class is for those with highly intelligent minds, perseverance and logic, Princess Volvn." He spat out princess as though it was poison, "I suggest you change before you are overcome by the complicities of this course, physics is not a suitable course for young women; you should take etiquette or needlework." More sniggering erupted.
Alexeika kept control on her anger, 'why that mother...' and spoke up eloquently. "Most would believe me incapable of self defence sir yet my teacher has seen my ability, I would prefer to stay and attempt the course for this semester before deciding if it is too complicated. If that is acceptable to you of course?"
The teacher's teeth could be heard crunching on the other side of the academy, "Since you are so keen on remaining in this course Miss Volvn I will give you one month until the first test, if you do not meet expectations you will leave." Alexeika smiled and nodded in response, "But your pertness is unacceptable, write out a thousand lines of 'I shall control my tongue' for Wednesday morning, be thankful I was this lenient, you will not get another opportunity for rudeness." He stalked back up to the desk and began the lecture leaving Alexeika to grit her teeth and copy down notes.
The class was not a success, fifteen minutes in Alexeika was chastised for her pen scratching too loudly, another fifteen her books rustled too much; all this despite Gavril's table's non-stop chatter. 'Chauvinistic bastard.' Things looked up in the last half of the lesson with Alexeika being able to copy her notes on inertia in relative quiet.
Five minutes before the end of the lesson Broshnovic caught the note of encouragement that Hannas had slipped onto her book and she had slid in her bag. She had no idea how he did it, she now had another thousand lines of 'I shall not write notes in class'; she realized that it probably wouldn't be a good idea to point out she hadn't actually written any notes and trudged out of the classroom more dejected than when she had entered. She swore however that she would gain perfect marks in physics to show the twat.
Waving off Hannas' sincere eyed apologies she started up the nearby stairs praying to Thod, Riva, anyone, that her next teacher was not so bad. Reaching the second storey she met up with all of her friends and her step brightened; at least if the teacher was mean she would have her friends with her.
Alexeika's fears proved unfounded, well unfounded on this teacher at least, as the fabulous five entered their history room. The room though originally a soft orange stone, was covered with maps, charts, artifacts, replicas and a long and extensively added upon timeline that ran along the left wall. The windows let in the warm light from the gardens outside that light up the entire room.
The teacher herself was a petit, grey haired woman with sparkling hazel eyes and a grandmothering demeanor. Her curls were pulled loosely back in a bun by a sky blue cloth that matched her robes and she grinned as her students entered and introduced herself to Alex as Madame Pullian.
"How have your classes been today my dear, I do hope you have settled in well?" the mistress asked in her soft voice, "You seemed a little on edge when you came in." Alex blushed scarlet as her friends looked at her questioningly, "Oh. It's nothing much, I just had physics you see and..."
"And Broshnovic asked you to leave?" the lady chuckled and Alex's stunned expression, "He, I am afraid, does not seem to value women highly; it is nothing personal. He didn't like Madame Healan and I being appointed as house leaders to rival him; he accepted it once he realized how more than capable we are, I'm sure they same will happen in your class." The two shared wry smiles as Alexeika followed her friends to a table in the front.
"Now class we will be beginning a group project on the ancient alliance between the first kings of Nether and the eld. Each table will give a written report on the alliance in exactly 2 weeks, the best one will be perfected and archived for future study. These will be ranked towards our annual competition, which I'm sure those who have been here longer will explain to our new students once I have finished talking. If you are unsure on anything feel free to see me, otherwise happy researching."
Alex smirked at her friends and raised an eyebrow, causing Thum to giggle; yes giggle. "Each year we are ranked, the top ten get to compete in a knock out quiz at then end of the year until there is a winner, they are put in the hall of records. All subjects are similar, with assignments towards our rank only S.D hold only 1 tournament and P.A has a performance night that gets voted on."
"Ok then, let's start. How shall we do it?" Alexeika asked.
"If we each take notes over this week and put them together this time next week we should be fine." Sandrina said carrying over 5 large tomes.
"Still we'd cover the same areas. We should focus on a section each; one can do the lead up on the Netheran side, one on the eld side, one for the terms given by the eld, one for the Netheran terms and one for the impact." Thia suggested, "Of course anything relevant should be shown to the one doing that section."
"Sounds good." Faldain nodded at his sister, "I'll do Netheran terms, Thia do you want eld lead up." The princess nodded sagely opening one of Sandrina's books.
"I'll take Netheran lead up." Thum said pulling his own book with a crooked grin.
"Sandrina do you mind doing eld terms, I'd really like to do the impact?" Alex raised a pair of puppy eyes to her straw haired friend. Alas Sandrina was no match for the sad-eyed look and gave in; but not without lobbing a large book at Alex's head. And so the five spent the rest of the lesson reading, taking notes and playing a silent war of the feet under the table for the rest of the lesson.
They borrowed several of the teacher's books and raided the library immediately after so as to beat the other groups to the research material; having two competitive fire signs will do that to a group. When they returned to the library to begin their study, and Alexeika's two thousand lines and essay on the evidence of inertia in everyday life. They were met by several whining females from their history class. Grinning smugly they worked silently until Alexeika had finished her physics work with a final huff.
"I need some fresh air. San, Faldain do you want to go see Mistress Vete about our performance costumes?"
"I just found a really good chapter, but it'll take a while!" Sandrina whispered, quill moving fervently across the parchment.
"Faldain?"
"Yes I'll come, I need to stretch my legs." The prince lifted his head and stood up, eyes gleaming teasingly "And would you please call me Dain!"
Alexeika stuck out her tongue and the group attempted to hide their chuckles as the two exchanged mock glares. Alex slung her bag over her shoulder, groaning at the excess books, whispering they'd see them at dinner Alex and Dain slid out of the library and back downstairs. The two mad it out of the library fast enough not to hear Thum's whispered comment and the following giggles, "Is it just me or were those two flirting?"
Upon reaching the first storey the two, having gained a synchronous hyper moment, began to skip gaily towards the seamstress. Laughing like mad they didn't realize as they turned into the main hallway that they were being watched; rather stared at. At this point lady irony took her nastiest turn.
Simple irony would be that only Gavril would be around the corner, but alas 'twas not so. Only slightly higher would be that Gavril AND Master Broshnovic would be there; alas still not embarrassing enough. No, awaiting them were Gavril, Broshnovic, Si Yama, Mcana and the headmistress. Once the two realized they froze, arms linked, mid-skip with looks of horror etched upon their faces. There audience stared at them in shock before everyone, minus Gavril and Broshnovic, began to chuckle; albeit the two skippers were rather red.
Continuing on in a suddenly poised and snobbish manner, they nodded in respect to the adults and walked until they turned the corner to the seamstress and collapsed against each other in a fit of mirth. After several long minutes they collected themselves and headed into the seamstress' offices.
"Madame Vete? We need a long skirt for Faldain to borrow as part of an acting scene, can you help us?" Alexeika asked sweetly.
"Of course dear, I have just the thing, I'll be but a minute." The lady disappeared and materialized from behind a screen just as fast as she had originally appeared; it was quite disconcerting. "Here you go dear, have a good performance."
Faldain and Alex let off two identical 'Thank you Mistress', before being hustled quickly out of the seamstress'.
"That was strangely fast." Faldain commented, as he held up dubiously the wad of material. Suddenly his demeanor shifted from chagrin to joy as a figure moved across the corridor ahead. "Alexeika, can you take these for me?" he asked holding out the skirt and his study books distractedly. Alex took them and was shocked as he dashed after the figure.
Curiosity piqued she followed quietly in time to see him carry the belongings of a beautiful maiden. She was hit by a sudden inexplicable hatred for the golden red head as Faldain kissed her cheek and gazed at her affectionately. Not wishing to be some kind of voyeur she stormed back to her rooms to let off some steam before dinner, after which she would go pound something in the training yard 'oh yes indeed.'
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Alexeika pulled her hair from its braid before leaving to dinner. Her arms ached from having to still lug Faldain belongings since he had yet to return for them. She clenched her teeth and entered the hall, intending to dump the offending objects on the floor if neither Thum nor Faldain were present. 'Damned hormone driven prince; bloody blonde; argh!'
Luckily enough she was able met out her anger at the annoying royal in person. He, 'thank the gods' was sitting with his back to the entrance, leaning above him she dropped the heavy pack in his lap, a little peeved she had missed his food. "Your belongings, your highness." She gritted out before moving beside Thia, opposite Thum and as far as possible from Faldain.
She smirked at Dain's gasp of pain, 'oh did I hit a tender area?' before she began eating her meal, pointedly ignoring the stares and drawing Thum into a conversation about his sisters.
Finishing her dinner quickly she excused herself and bid goodnight to Thum, Thia and San having stood up with her, and left the hall. Her attempts to flee her friends' questions failed; as she reached her rooms they cornered her.
"What was that about?" Sandrina exclaimed, shocked by Alexeika's audacity to physically injure, albeit not grievously, the crown prince.
"Girls I need to get changed to train-"
"You are going nowhere until you tell us. Anyway you can't train after you've just eaten dinner." Thia soothed, steering Alexeika to a heavily cushioned chair and picking up the brush from where Alex had thrown it onto the desk earlier.
Soothed by the smooth motions from Thia brushing her hair Alex sighed, resigned to the inevitable. "We had just left Madame Vete's, she was acting weird. We were joking when suddenly he spotted someone ahead and basically dumped all his things on me. He hasn't even offered and explanation or come to collect his things or even apologized for the inconvenience!"
"So you may have caused damaged to my brother's manhood and definite damage to his pride because he left his things on you with no explanation?" Thia asked, a little shocked, "There's more to this." Sandrina nodded in agreement.
"Why did I choose observant friends?" Alex grimaced, "I was curious and I wanted to see where he going so I followed around the corner. He left me to carry his things so he could carry around this lady's belongings and make lovey-dovey faces at her! I don't know, I think I felt a bit used but I felt so angry; I stalked straight here."
Realization and a grimace formed on Sandrina's face in front of Alexeika, she assumed it was mirrored on Thia's, "Lady Phereasa. She's king Verence's niece, all the males here have been smitten with her since she arrived a month ago. She is supposed to end up married to Gavril eventually but that doesn't stop the men from trying."
"And none more so than Dain, mind I don't believe his heart is in it rather his conflict with Gavril, if that is what truly worries you." Thia replied, barely holding onto the brush as Alex's head snapped up.
"What! What are you suggesting? That I fancy your brother!" Alex gaped at her friend, whom she had previously thought sane.
"Hey, you two have hit it off rather well." Sandrina defended her friend with a wink that went unnoticed by Alexeika.
"No, nah uh, nup, no way. I. Do. Not. Like. Our. Future. Sovereign." Alex shook her head.
"Changing topic, do you still want to go train, shall I braid your hair?" Thia asked, softly.
"Oddly no, do you two want to stay and work on the history report?" Alex replied, picking up the books from her desk that she had carried from the library and bringing them, and numerous candles, to the table in front of the seat.
"Sure we'll bring our work over." Sandrina replied as she moved to the door, "Be back before you can say 'Master Broshnovic is a stubborn, chauvinistic pig with a big nose' ten times." Alex laughed and settled down to work.
AN/ Hey we got another reviewer, yay 5 people! Anyway I realized the last chapter was rather short and shoddy but hopefully this 1 is better. A little trouble brewing but the main complication will hopefully be here if not in the next chapter but the one after- if I lie you may shoot me! Please tell me if the characters are moving to far off character, I'm trying to keep them true as I can but these have had different upbringings and influences so they wont be exactly like Chester's characters- I will back flash and explain sometime, anyway love you all Annuna