Sorry about the wait on this chapter!! I'm very very sorry. I was suffering from writer's block. Well kinda. But thanks for reviewing, to those people who did who are........................................
Wait! But first my disclaimer: I don't own anything except a few characters and the plot.
And now, back to my thank-you's!!!!
-seamusismyprince- well, here's what happens next!!
-angrypickle- thanks very much and well, I'm over it. though I'm not very sure it was considered "fast". ;)
-Narm's Briton 44- guess what! I took your hint and updated. Lol. Good luck with Spanish this year. I hope second year is easy. Like the first one, crosses fingers and yes. I know that can delete accounts and stories for author notes as chapters. That's what happened the first time I posted this story. I accidentally posted an a/n as the second chapter, which therefore got my story deleted, along with your first review. Do you get it now why you thought you had reviewed but you couldn't find it? hehehe....
-Wild Magelet- that's ok..i just got worried when only one person reviewed. But thanks for reviewing!
-Insomniac-Reader- I hope you get back online soon, or get your comp fixed. And thanks!!
- Protectress of the Small- well, I hope you won't die of the suspense thing before school starts. Or else I guess I won't be seeing you in classes (NO skool!!!), but in, um...somewhere else! That's wat it is. Lol lizzie!! And thanks to you too for reviewing.... C ya soon at skool!! Oh and I figured out that r/r means read and review!!! Yay! Go Eunae!! Hehehee...
Well enough of those, neva mind. There could neva be enough thank-you's to those who review for my story...but go on and read my story. And review!!
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Maura paced her room in impatient steps.
Around the woven rug clockwise...
Then, the other way around, counter-clockwise.
She glanced at the clock on her mantel.
Only seven-ten, I still have twenty minutes to wait, she thought with irritation.
Maura was really anticipating the visit from "Francine" if not for more than the obvious reason of getting to know her.
She resumed the pacing of her room until she got too dizzy.
Goddess bless! It's only been five minutes. If all time passes like this, I think I might pass into the Black God's realm faster than I think! she thought.
I guess I should just sit down and relax, maybe the time will pass faster.
Maura sat in one of her chairs and tried to stay there for as long as she could.
One itch there, a fidget next, settling to get comfortable, shift her head from the uncomfortable back, and another movement caused her to jump out of that chair.
A solid knock brought her out of her thoughts of what to do with that chair the next day.
"Come in!" she cried.
"Milady, I was sent up here with a cup of tea for you," said the shy servant girl.
Maura thanked her shortly and dismissed her.
She took another peek at the clock, unable to resist.
The clock showed the time as sometime between seven-twenty and twenty-five.
The lady of Dunlath sighed in exasperation.
Maura tried sitting in a different chair and embroidering on a piece of cloth she had been working on.
Perhaps we will become the best of friends. I think I would like that. I mean, there is no one my age around the castle, thought Maura.
She took another glance at the clock and nearly screamed when she realized only a few minutes had passed by and still there was five minutes to go 'til "Francine" arrived.
Maura slipped back into her daydreams about how different the life at Dunlath might be if the Swobet's daughter became her very good friend.
"Ow!" exclaimed Maura when she pricked her finger with the needle.
She looked at her embroidery when she realized a few of her stitches had gone awry when she had been musing.
"Mithros curse it!" cried Maura.
It was then that her eye fell upon the clock which Maura now loathed and hated.
The second hand turned to the twelve and the minute hand moved.
It was now, exactly, seven-thirty.
"Thank the gods!" said Maura excitedly.
Maura knew that Lord Swobet was usually quite precise concerning time, so she expected him to come very soon.
Just then, another knock sounded on the door.
"Come in!" she said for the second time in ten minutes.
Whoever had knocked, opened the door which revealed Lord Swobet and his daughter.
Maura jumped out of her chair, again, but not out of exasperation. Quite the opposite, actually, she jumped out of joy.
"Francine! Come, sit with me. A servant has already brought some tea," said Maura eagerly.
"Now, my dear daughter, remember my warning," whispered Aeejah / Lord Swobet into Attillia / Francine.
Maura watched her guardian whisper in front of her to his daughter.
I wonder what that was about. He's probably just telling her to behave. And whispering so as not to embarrass her in front of her. Yes, that's got to be right, thought Maura furiously brushing away all bad thoughts that occurred to her.
She just smiled sweetly and patted the spot next to her on the couch.
"Francine" came over and sat down, not seeming quite at ease.
Yet, thought Maura who noticed her discomfort.
"Francine, just come back to your quarters anytime after you have finished with Lady Maura," said Lord Swobet and closed the door quietly leaving the two girls on their own.
Thoughts were rushing through Attillia's / Francine's mind.
I could tell her my family's true identity. I don't know how much this spell can do on me, but it's worth a try, she thought furiously while trying to place a expression of calmness on her face, at which she was failing miserably.
"Would you like some tea, Francine?" asked Maura.
"Oh yes please, thank you very much," replied "Francine".
Perhaps the tea will calm my nerves, thought Attillia / Francine.
Unknown to "Francine", Maura was thinking nearly on the same lines as she.
"So how do you find Dunlath, Francine?" questioned Maura for she truly wanted to know the opinion of someone from outside of Dunlath on her fief.
"I find it quite beautiful, milady," replied Attillia / Francine. (a/n: this is getting really annoying to type. Lol!)
"Please, just call me Maura. I really don't like formalities that much," insisted Maura.
"Of course, Maura," said Attillia / Francine hesitantly.
Soon the two were engaged in a lively discussion about the history of Dunlath and Maura found herself telling "Francine" the story of how she became the lady of Dunlath at so young an age. (a/n: you should know the whole story, so I'm not going to even bother telling the whole thing)
Attillia / Francine listened intently when Maura was telling her about those events and was very interested in the parts about Daine and Numair.
I wonder why father hates Numair so much, mused Attillia / Francine.
Suddenly, the clock struck nine o'clock and "Francine" rose.
"It was a pleasure talking to you, Maura. I hope we can do it again soon," said she honestly.
"Oh yes. I do too. In fact, let's try tomorrow, shall we?" asked Maura.
"Francine" just smiled, nodded, and made her way toward the door.
"Goodnight, Maura," she said.
"Good night, Francine," Maura answered.
As "Francine" slipped out of the room, Maura thought that the night had gone fairly well.
And she even relented to another chat tomorrow, she thought with glee.
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Okeydokey people. Another chapter done. YAY! Lol. Well, I'm gonna post another chapter soon, within um, three days, so be looking forward to it. at least I hope you people will. and sorry if you thought the chapter was short. I really don't want it to be. But i tried my best!
Soooo...you know the routine. Just click that grey box button over there that says "go" next to "submit review" and tell me what you think!!! it's a good idea so then I will post my chapter maybe in 2 days!!! And another good reason is, well, everyone else is doing it, so you should too! (lol lizzie!!!) well, I'm not sure everybody, but you get my point!! (
Wait! But first my disclaimer: I don't own anything except a few characters and the plot.
And now, back to my thank-you's!!!!
-seamusismyprince- well, here's what happens next!!
-angrypickle- thanks very much and well, I'm over it. though I'm not very sure it was considered "fast". ;)
-Narm's Briton 44- guess what! I took your hint and updated. Lol. Good luck with Spanish this year. I hope second year is easy. Like the first one, crosses fingers and yes. I know that can delete accounts and stories for author notes as chapters. That's what happened the first time I posted this story. I accidentally posted an a/n as the second chapter, which therefore got my story deleted, along with your first review. Do you get it now why you thought you had reviewed but you couldn't find it? hehehe....
-Wild Magelet- that's ok..i just got worried when only one person reviewed. But thanks for reviewing!
-Insomniac-Reader- I hope you get back online soon, or get your comp fixed. And thanks!!
- Protectress of the Small- well, I hope you won't die of the suspense thing before school starts. Or else I guess I won't be seeing you in classes (NO skool!!!), but in, um...somewhere else! That's wat it is. Lol lizzie!! And thanks to you too for reviewing.... C ya soon at skool!! Oh and I figured out that r/r means read and review!!! Yay! Go Eunae!! Hehehee...
Well enough of those, neva mind. There could neva be enough thank-you's to those who review for my story...but go on and read my story. And review!!
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Maura paced her room in impatient steps.
Around the woven rug clockwise...
Then, the other way around, counter-clockwise.
She glanced at the clock on her mantel.
Only seven-ten, I still have twenty minutes to wait, she thought with irritation.
Maura was really anticipating the visit from "Francine" if not for more than the obvious reason of getting to know her.
She resumed the pacing of her room until she got too dizzy.
Goddess bless! It's only been five minutes. If all time passes like this, I think I might pass into the Black God's realm faster than I think! she thought.
I guess I should just sit down and relax, maybe the time will pass faster.
Maura sat in one of her chairs and tried to stay there for as long as she could.
One itch there, a fidget next, settling to get comfortable, shift her head from the uncomfortable back, and another movement caused her to jump out of that chair.
A solid knock brought her out of her thoughts of what to do with that chair the next day.
"Come in!" she cried.
"Milady, I was sent up here with a cup of tea for you," said the shy servant girl.
Maura thanked her shortly and dismissed her.
She took another peek at the clock, unable to resist.
The clock showed the time as sometime between seven-twenty and twenty-five.
The lady of Dunlath sighed in exasperation.
Maura tried sitting in a different chair and embroidering on a piece of cloth she had been working on.
Perhaps we will become the best of friends. I think I would like that. I mean, there is no one my age around the castle, thought Maura.
She took another glance at the clock and nearly screamed when she realized only a few minutes had passed by and still there was five minutes to go 'til "Francine" arrived.
Maura slipped back into her daydreams about how different the life at Dunlath might be if the Swobet's daughter became her very good friend.
"Ow!" exclaimed Maura when she pricked her finger with the needle.
She looked at her embroidery when she realized a few of her stitches had gone awry when she had been musing.
"Mithros curse it!" cried Maura.
It was then that her eye fell upon the clock which Maura now loathed and hated.
The second hand turned to the twelve and the minute hand moved.
It was now, exactly, seven-thirty.
"Thank the gods!" said Maura excitedly.
Maura knew that Lord Swobet was usually quite precise concerning time, so she expected him to come very soon.
Just then, another knock sounded on the door.
"Come in!" she said for the second time in ten minutes.
Whoever had knocked, opened the door which revealed Lord Swobet and his daughter.
Maura jumped out of her chair, again, but not out of exasperation. Quite the opposite, actually, she jumped out of joy.
"Francine! Come, sit with me. A servant has already brought some tea," said Maura eagerly.
"Now, my dear daughter, remember my warning," whispered Aeejah / Lord Swobet into Attillia / Francine.
Maura watched her guardian whisper in front of her to his daughter.
I wonder what that was about. He's probably just telling her to behave. And whispering so as not to embarrass her in front of her. Yes, that's got to be right, thought Maura furiously brushing away all bad thoughts that occurred to her.
She just smiled sweetly and patted the spot next to her on the couch.
"Francine" came over and sat down, not seeming quite at ease.
Yet, thought Maura who noticed her discomfort.
"Francine, just come back to your quarters anytime after you have finished with Lady Maura," said Lord Swobet and closed the door quietly leaving the two girls on their own.
Thoughts were rushing through Attillia's / Francine's mind.
I could tell her my family's true identity. I don't know how much this spell can do on me, but it's worth a try, she thought furiously while trying to place a expression of calmness on her face, at which she was failing miserably.
"Would you like some tea, Francine?" asked Maura.
"Oh yes please, thank you very much," replied "Francine".
Perhaps the tea will calm my nerves, thought Attillia / Francine.
Unknown to "Francine", Maura was thinking nearly on the same lines as she.
"So how do you find Dunlath, Francine?" questioned Maura for she truly wanted to know the opinion of someone from outside of Dunlath on her fief.
"I find it quite beautiful, milady," replied Attillia / Francine. (a/n: this is getting really annoying to type. Lol!)
"Please, just call me Maura. I really don't like formalities that much," insisted Maura.
"Of course, Maura," said Attillia / Francine hesitantly.
Soon the two were engaged in a lively discussion about the history of Dunlath and Maura found herself telling "Francine" the story of how she became the lady of Dunlath at so young an age. (a/n: you should know the whole story, so I'm not going to even bother telling the whole thing)
Attillia / Francine listened intently when Maura was telling her about those events and was very interested in the parts about Daine and Numair.
I wonder why father hates Numair so much, mused Attillia / Francine.
Suddenly, the clock struck nine o'clock and "Francine" rose.
"It was a pleasure talking to you, Maura. I hope we can do it again soon," said she honestly.
"Oh yes. I do too. In fact, let's try tomorrow, shall we?" asked Maura.
"Francine" just smiled, nodded, and made her way toward the door.
"Goodnight, Maura," she said.
"Good night, Francine," Maura answered.
As "Francine" slipped out of the room, Maura thought that the night had gone fairly well.
And she even relented to another chat tomorrow, she thought with glee.
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Okeydokey people. Another chapter done. YAY! Lol. Well, I'm gonna post another chapter soon, within um, three days, so be looking forward to it. at least I hope you people will. and sorry if you thought the chapter was short. I really don't want it to be. But i tried my best!
Soooo...you know the routine. Just click that grey box button over there that says "go" next to "submit review" and tell me what you think!!! it's a good idea so then I will post my chapter maybe in 2 days!!! And another good reason is, well, everyone else is doing it, so you should too! (lol lizzie!!!) well, I'm not sure everybody, but you get my point!! (