A/N: One more chapter after this. Maybe two more. I'm working on the presequel to Victim of Rape and He's back. It will explain how Alanna comes to live at the palace. Roger will stalk her. No, Roger will not come into this. I made it so he's still in Carthak. Buttons7, if this chapter is different from the one in the email, then send me the right one and I'll change it. Cause I didn't get it back.
Chapter Seven
After the practice courts, they all separated. Raoul and Gary went to the library. Alanna and Jon to the prince's room. Alanna sighed and sat down on his bed.
"Tired?" the prince asked, smiling.
"Not more than you are," Alanna joked. Jon laughed. They kissed.
"Where are you going?"
"Change into something more...me," the noble girl said, smiling, and walked out.
Laughter sounded. Jon paled and stood. Roald leaned against the wall, whip in hand. The prince slowly shrank back. He was grinning.
Damn, the prince thought, he's drunk,
The whip came down, hard. Jon yelped in pain and staggered backwards, surprised by the unexpected lash.
"Your mother was a weakling like you," the king snarled, now cracking the whip on his back, "the bitch is dead,"
The prince froze. Roald had abused his wife and killed her afterwards. Jon was filled with sudden anger. He wanted to kill him for killing his mother. Roald grabbed him and pulled him roughly to his feet. He slapped his son and threw Jon against the wall. The prince gasped in pain as his ribs cracked at the impact.
"Jon!"
Both father and son looked up. Alanna stood there in the doorway, frozen with horror.
"Ana, get help!" Jon shouted, using his nickname for her. Alanna shivered. It was like this when Lord Alan had killed Thom.
"Don't move!" the king spat at her. He lashed his whip across her face. She stumbled and fell. As the king advanced on her, Jon grabbed his sword and stabbed it in Roald's back.
A/N: I hate to leave it here, but I must. Buttons7, if you want me to change the chapter then just say yes, or no if you don't want me to.