Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters. Unfortunately.

Here we go, another chapter. I would just like to tell you all the next few chapters will be pretty pointless, because it will be showing the months it takes for Jon to earn Roger's trust again. Alanna will get to have some fun though, seeing the world of a Knight again.

Chapter Ten –The Plot Thickens

"Why are you inviting Jon to have dinner with you?" Alex asked Roger, accusingly.

"Because he is my cousin, and my friend." Roger replied, his tone safe enough.

"Well your friend was prepared to kill you after Alanna's death." Alex pointed out, emphasizing the word 'friend'. "What makes you so sure he won't want to again?"

"Even when he wanted to kill me, he never dared." Roger said, his tone angry. "The prince is weak. Besides, if I'm friends with him, I won't be an obvious suspect in his murder. Will I?"

Alex met Roger's gazer, then broke away. "I still don't trust him."

"Yes, I am well aware of that insignificant detail."

"Insignificant?" Alex growled. "I am a good soldier, my instincts are extremely good, and today, I saw..."

"Saw what?" Roger pursued.

"I could have sworn I saw Alanna in Jon's room." Alex said. "But she was only there for a minute, then she disappeared."

Roger laughed. "My point exactly. Alex, you are insane. Alanna is dead, you saw her die, I saw her die. The whole freaking kingdom saw her die. So why the hell are you saying she isn't dead?"

"I never said that." Alex yelled, then regained control over his temper. "All I'm saying is they have some sort of magic, or some plan. You shouldn't let your guard down when it comes to Jon."

"I am well aware of your opinion." Roger said. "But I know what I'm doing. So why don't you go and escort Delia to dinner or something?"

Alex's temper flared at the last remark, but he swallowed his pride and left the room.

Roger sighed as he watched Alex depart. He had too much hate and despite for Jon and his gang to be considered reasonable. Roger was also certain that Alex was angry at him for killing Alanna. Alex might not have been close friend's with Alanna, but he still wanted her to live. Or maybe he was jealous and had wanted to do the job himself. Roger didn't know, and at that particular moment didn't care. He would have to find a way to keep Alex occupied, and less suspicious of Jon.

Alanna sighed, feeling completely exhausted, bored and decided to walk around for a bit. She walked around the palace, but began to feel a bit depressed, as she was unable to touch anything or speak to anyone. It was a constant reminder of her disability. Alanna looked around, and decided to go to Thom's room, as it was the closest from here. She walked to Thom's room, and walked through the door, when she found Thom sitting at his desk, studying some notes, and Faithful lying on his bed. Alanna, having been bored all day decided to have some fun, and snuck up behind Faithful. She was just about to spook the cat, when Faithful sniggered, or what seemed like a snigger, though it was hard to tell.

"Hey Alanna." The cat said, a slight smile on his face.

Thom looked up from his notes. "Oh, Alanna's here. Hey sis."

Alanna frowned and made herself visible. "How did you know it was me?"

The cat just purred in reply, and Alanna pouted, annoyed.

"How's Jon going?" Alanna asked Thom.

"He's having dinner with Roger now." Thom replied absentmindedly.

"Uh...what are you doing?" Alanna asked, eager for something other than awkward silence.

"I'm reading up on spells," Thom replied. 'Hopefully I'll find something that can help you."

"Really?" Alanna said, trying not to let her hopes get too high, but found it rather difficult.

"Yes, we'll see." Thom said, a warning look in his eyes.

At that moment Jon stormed into the room, his face livid. "That son of a bitch."

"Why, what happened?" Alanna asked, as Gary and Raoul followed Jon into the room, shutting the door to make their conversation private.

"He's sorry!" Jon yelled. "He's Goddamn sorry." Jon then changed his voice to imitate Roger, "'I am dreadfully sorry for the loss of your friend, Alanna. Although God knows she brought it on herself.' Brought it on herself! The nerve of him."

"I'm. Going. To. Kill. Him." Alanna said through clenched teeth.

"Yes, you will." Thom said. "But for now, you need to keep your tempers cooled."

"You keep you're bloody temper cooled." Jon said.

"Jon, you need to remain friend's with Roger, until we're ready." Gary added reasonably.

"Let's go visit George." Raoul suggested.

Jon nodded, and left the room, leaving the others to follow him.

"Roger, if Jonathon is completely innocent, why is he leaving the palace in the middle of the night with his friends?" Alex asked, storming into Roger's room.

"Alex, you have no right to storm into my room, making accusations." Roger said, his eyes fiery.

"Roger, Jon is up to something, I know it." Alex said.

"Fine, we shall go see what they're up to." Roger said, and followed Alex out of the room.

'That bastard had better not betray me.' Roger thought angrily.

After a long talk and a few spiked drinks from George, Jon was calm enough to talk properly and everyone was fairly happy.

"Well, we should really go." Thom said.

Alanna nodded. Since she didn't get any of the liquor she was still a bit mad, but was glad they all got to talk.

"Okay, I'll walk you to the gates." George said, and the group left the Dancing Doves and went to the dark streets.

After having walked a bit Alanna felt a bit of a tingle up her spine and began to shiver uncontrollably, not knowing what it was.

"Hey, Alanna, where are you?" George said, and Alanna noticed that he wasn't at ease either.

"I'm next to you." Alanna whispered, daring not make herself visible in the streets.

"Well, what are you doing here?" a voice that made Alanna's skin crawl said, from an alleyway.

"Uh...Roger, why are you here?" Jon asked uneasily.

"I just asked you the same question." Roger said, his voice aggressive.

"That's none of your damn business." George growled.

"Are you all planning to kill me?" Roger asked unexpectedly, leaving them all speechless in surprise.

"Yeah, that's right." George said, and used a knife to stab Roger. It missed his chest and got him in the arm.

"You son of a bitch." Roger growled, and ripped the knife out of his hand and threw it at them. They all gasped.

"You don't possibly think you can beat me do you?" Roger asked with a grin and walked away.

Alanna gasped as Jon fell to the ground, with George's knife in his stomach.