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Yes, Daine and Numair were sleeping in the same bed.
For those who are waiting for 'Betrothed' Me and Lady Hazel were walking back from summer school (we just kinda walked in and got in the pool with the P.E. class) and I her about the story. So we went through how I would write it and what would happen. I just had to tell you.
Ok I know that Numair was born a commoner but you now what I don't care! That scene is funny and I'm going to keep it! So get used to it.
Chapter 2: Jon's Plan
Numair and Daine were back in Jonathan's study, waiting for the King to finish reading over a decree he was about to send out. Daine took hold of his hand and squeezed it. He looked up to see a smile light up her beautiful face. He brushed a hand through her hair and gave a smile of his own.
The past week had been a hard one for the couple. Daine had made sure she saw as little of him as possible. Numair had finally snuck up on her in the hall and pulled her into a small corner. Where he had made her talk to him.
The conversation rushed back to him. He had found out that she felt he had changed and that she didn't know what to think of it. She said she felt confused. They had worked it out and ended up making out when a servant passed and giggled. No doubt there were rumors around the castle about them doing it in the middle of the halls. He still had his hand in Daine's hair when he came to himself.
"Alright lovebirds, do that in private if you don't mind." Jonathan said with a smirk that gave a hint to a youth full of mischief of his own. The smirk was gone as soon as it came. "It has now been a week, and the assassin still has said nothing new. If we further torture him, he will die." He stopped to see if Numair would say something to that. Remembering the last meeting Numair lowered his eyes, blushing. When Numair didn't say any thing, Jon continued. "All we can go on is what he said to you. That 'Others will come' in his place. Tortall can not lose her best Mage to assassins, so I have decided to take some...precautions." He said the last word with a smile.
Suspiciously, Numair slowly asked, "What sort of precautions?" Daine squeezed his hand once more, this time as a warning to keep his temper. Jonathan once again smiled at him, but it didn't seem very warm.
"I am going to put you in the Top Secret Program of Secrecy." He said with a grin.
"Which is?" Numair asked.
Still grinning, Jonathan answered, "It's our new Witness Protection Program. For those who need protection like you.
"What exactly do I have to do in your Witness Protection Program, Jon? Do I have to walk around with the King's Own following me or something?"
"Of course not, old friend. What you are going to do is pretend to be a completely different person. It will be hard, since you are so well known, bit it can be done."
No longer suspicious, Numair said, "Sounds like fun. It will be like a vacation. So what manner will I be staying at? Or will it be out of the city?"
"No, you will not leave the city, and you will not be in a manner. You will be a commoner."
Numair's jaw dropped. "You want me to be a commoner?! I... I..don't know how though...I...I was a noble all my life, I can't!"
Sympathetically, Daine said, "It will be alright Numair, You'll see."
"Easy for you to say, you don't have to be a commoner." He knew right away that was the wrong thing to say. Daine glared at him. "I am a commoner Numair, and if you have a problem with commoners then you best reconsider that marriage proposal!"
Numair put his head in his hands, defeated. "What do I have to do?" He didn't have to look up to know that they were smiling.
I know it's short, but the next one is long. Soon I'm going to borrow a character from another story so review so you can find out who!
Yes, Daine and Numair were sleeping in the same bed.
For those who are waiting for 'Betrothed' Me and Lady Hazel were walking back from summer school (we just kinda walked in and got in the pool with the P.E. class) and I her about the story. So we went through how I would write it and what would happen. I just had to tell you.
Ok I know that Numair was born a commoner but you now what I don't care! That scene is funny and I'm going to keep it! So get used to it.
Chapter 2: Jon's Plan
Numair and Daine were back in Jonathan's study, waiting for the King to finish reading over a decree he was about to send out. Daine took hold of his hand and squeezed it. He looked up to see a smile light up her beautiful face. He brushed a hand through her hair and gave a smile of his own.
The past week had been a hard one for the couple. Daine had made sure she saw as little of him as possible. Numair had finally snuck up on her in the hall and pulled her into a small corner. Where he had made her talk to him.
The conversation rushed back to him. He had found out that she felt he had changed and that she didn't know what to think of it. She said she felt confused. They had worked it out and ended up making out when a servant passed and giggled. No doubt there were rumors around the castle about them doing it in the middle of the halls. He still had his hand in Daine's hair when he came to himself.
"Alright lovebirds, do that in private if you don't mind." Jonathan said with a smirk that gave a hint to a youth full of mischief of his own. The smirk was gone as soon as it came. "It has now been a week, and the assassin still has said nothing new. If we further torture him, he will die." He stopped to see if Numair would say something to that. Remembering the last meeting Numair lowered his eyes, blushing. When Numair didn't say any thing, Jon continued. "All we can go on is what he said to you. That 'Others will come' in his place. Tortall can not lose her best Mage to assassins, so I have decided to take some...precautions." He said the last word with a smile.
Suspiciously, Numair slowly asked, "What sort of precautions?" Daine squeezed his hand once more, this time as a warning to keep his temper. Jonathan once again smiled at him, but it didn't seem very warm.
"I am going to put you in the Top Secret Program of Secrecy." He said with a grin.
"Which is?" Numair asked.
Still grinning, Jonathan answered, "It's our new Witness Protection Program. For those who need protection like you.
"What exactly do I have to do in your Witness Protection Program, Jon? Do I have to walk around with the King's Own following me or something?"
"Of course not, old friend. What you are going to do is pretend to be a completely different person. It will be hard, since you are so well known, bit it can be done."
No longer suspicious, Numair said, "Sounds like fun. It will be like a vacation. So what manner will I be staying at? Or will it be out of the city?"
"No, you will not leave the city, and you will not be in a manner. You will be a commoner."
Numair's jaw dropped. "You want me to be a commoner?! I... I..don't know how though...I...I was a noble all my life, I can't!"
Sympathetically, Daine said, "It will be alright Numair, You'll see."
"Easy for you to say, you don't have to be a commoner." He knew right away that was the wrong thing to say. Daine glared at him. "I am a commoner Numair, and if you have a problem with commoners then you best reconsider that marriage proposal!"
Numair put his head in his hands, defeated. "What do I have to do?" He didn't have to look up to know that they were smiling.
I know it's short, but the next one is long. Soon I'm going to borrow a character from another story so review so you can find out who!