Disclaimer: I am tiered of doing these. Anyways these characters don't belong to me they belong to Tamara Pierce.
Alanna's p.o.v.
I woke up four days later in my bed. My people were used to me collapsing after using my gift to much.
I walked down the stairs to the normal run of things, to my great pleasure. The next day, I was back to practicing my fighting skills and ruling the thieves.
A week from my recuperation my Tortall spy sent a letter to me saying the Queen had survived her illness and is now in full health. I was extremely happy, it wasn't all a waste. But in the letter it told me as well that treaties with other countries were forming alliances against Tortall. The only way to stop it is if Tortall could show a huge amount of power. I thought on this before retiring to my library. I searched through a thousand books and legends before I came up with a brilliant solution. I will give Tortall the dominant jewel. I found a map and growled, it was in the roof of the world, it's cold there, I mean really cold, I hate the cold!
I teleported myself there 2 days hence finding out about the jewel. A storm was brewing and if I didn't make it to the cave I would be caught in the killing frost. Even thinking the last I mumbled other complaints to myself all the way up the mountain.
I reached the top and drew my sword, something lurked in the corner. Then a voice thundered through my carefully guarded mind. IT MAY BE THE JEWEL YOU WANT BUT YOU MUS GO THROUGH ME TO GET THE FRUIT OF YOUR WISHES.
"Well show yourself so we can fight." I called back in my thoughts. His presence filled my mind but no words this time.
A figure detached itself from the shadows and walked forth into the dim lighting for the enormous cave. It was the voice in my head turned into a physical form. I rushed him hopping to surprise him but he dodged my attack. The battle went on. I slowly losing more and more ground. Finally I called a stop to the fight and said to his questioning gaze. "You have won I cannot take it." I turned, defeated, to leave when he spoke "Take my prize, you did not lose you did the noble thing and stepped down when it could have gone either way." He placed the jewel in my tiered hands and left with the whispered words in my mind, WHAT USE HAVE I FOR A PRETTY, SPARKELY JEWEL?
Instead of transporting to the compound I went to Corus, to the Kings Royal chambers. I left in oh his desk and under it I left the jewels uses and all the legends I had found. Then I pulled another dagger identical to the first and laid it on the desk then disappeared.
I went home then and had a nice two days nap. Waking and going down I recode another letter from my spy. Tortall had the jewel and the other countries were trying desperately to obtain a peace treaty with them.
A moon passed before I knew it and it's been three moons since my crowning of the Rogue. I was in mid-Celebration when I felt something pulling on my mind, a soft presence. I tried to cut it off before it got too far, but it was too late the presence had a hold on me. Apparently it had gotten the information it required because it left my mind and I went back to trying to get drunk, not terribly hard.
Authors note: review and I'll rite more. And how is this soft presence?? Read and find out.