Hey everyone, sorry for the long wait on chapter three I just have not been
thinking of what to do next. I think I will make them go out to fight a
group of the same clan that they caught that guy from. Well here it is.
CHAPTER THREE: A GROWING ROMANCE
Alanna swung open the door to her room and shut it with a bang. Her room was large. Her bed was in the far corner and there were two doors. One led to the washroom, the other one to her closet, and on the other side of the room was a fireplace with a couch and two chairs in front of it. Then just beside that was an archway that led to a small dining room table with chairs. But her favorite part was the balcony along the east wall in her room, which was all French doors that could be opened to let air into her room. On the balcony were chairs and a table. That was her favorite part.
Alanna went over to the doors and opened all of them and walked outside for a few minutes. Then as the sun was setting she went inside her room to change and wash, for unlike her riders she had to go to the ball.
She sank in to the bath of hot water and sighed heavily. She knew everything about being a lady. She had leveled with the sisters and asked if she could learn fighting or she would make a bad name for the convent. They allowed her to train with weapons, but in return they wanted her to study extra dancing and go to the temple after every meal. Alanna of course approved and when she left they said she would be truly missed.
Alanna left her bath and dressed in her bathroom. As she was fixing her hair she heard the main door to her room creep open. "I'm going to kill the maid who forgot to knock," she thought. She was about to yell her head off at who came into her room. Then she opened the bathroom door.
"I don't think she is here, Thom," said Gary. Just then one of the two doors swung open. The figure was in a fitted dress. It was fire red that went from red at the bottom to yellow at the top. Her neckline was low but not too low and her hair was up. She had on little face paint and she was beautiful even more then Delia.
"Thom, it's you!" she cried.
CHAPTER THREE: A GROWING ROMANCE
Alanna swung open the door to her room and shut it with a bang. Her room was large. Her bed was in the far corner and there were two doors. One led to the washroom, the other one to her closet, and on the other side of the room was a fireplace with a couch and two chairs in front of it. Then just beside that was an archway that led to a small dining room table with chairs. But her favorite part was the balcony along the east wall in her room, which was all French doors that could be opened to let air into her room. On the balcony were chairs and a table. That was her favorite part.
Alanna went over to the doors and opened all of them and walked outside for a few minutes. Then as the sun was setting she went inside her room to change and wash, for unlike her riders she had to go to the ball.
She sank in to the bath of hot water and sighed heavily. She knew everything about being a lady. She had leveled with the sisters and asked if she could learn fighting or she would make a bad name for the convent. They allowed her to train with weapons, but in return they wanted her to study extra dancing and go to the temple after every meal. Alanna of course approved and when she left they said she would be truly missed.
Alanna left her bath and dressed in her bathroom. As she was fixing her hair she heard the main door to her room creep open. "I'm going to kill the maid who forgot to knock," she thought. She was about to yell her head off at who came into her room. Then she opened the bathroom door.
"I don't think she is here, Thom," said Gary. Just then one of the two doors swung open. The figure was in a fitted dress. It was fire red that went from red at the bottom to yellow at the top. Her neckline was low but not too low and her hair was up. She had on little face paint and she was beautiful even more then Delia.
"Thom, it's you!" she cried.
