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What?! Ch 4
They arrived at the king's study and Alanna knocked loudly. When Jon answered the door with a frown, Alanna smiled at him. "Hello Jon. We need to see the prophecy." When Jon just looked at her, she added, "Please?" He sighed and let them into the study.
Jon silently handed the book to Alanna and pointed out the marked page. Alanna opened it and scanned over it. "What's this at the bottom?" she asked him pointing to a part that was written in a different language.
Jon looked at it and shrugged. "It looks like it's not translated into a language we know. Why?" he asked at Alanna's triumphant grin. Jon glanced at Kel and Joren who were standing by the door looking awkward.
Alanna looked up at him. "Kel is pregnant with twins," she replied absently. Jon glanced over at Kel, but she avoided his gaze. "Do you think Myles can translate the rest of the prophecy?" Alanna asked, not noticing how shocked her friend was.
Jon shook his head to clear it. "I think he went home." At Alanna's inquiring look, he quickly amended. "Not to Olau. You know, his home here in Corus with Eleni?" Alanna nodded and turned to George.
"Could you go get him? Or—"she turned to King Jonathan, "we could go there?" Jon shrugged and nodded. "Should we bring the twins? They're probably torturing Neal right now," Alanna said, grinning at that thought.
"No," George said with a wicked smile. Alanna raised her eyebrows. "I think we should give Neal the day off and let the parents to be watch the twins," George said with a wolfish grin.
Alanna and Jon laughed at that. Alanna, still chuckling, went over to where Kel and Joren were. "We're going to Myles's. By we, I mean George, Jon-King Jonathan to you-and I. You two are going to watch the twins no questions asked. They are probably still down in the mess. You are dismissed." Alanna left they two squires, leaving them no choice but to obey.
Joren waked out first with Kel not far behind. He let her fall in step beside him before saying something. "What do you think the rest of the prophecy is about?" he asked looking at her to see if he could guess her feelings. Her mask was firmly in place.
"M' not sure. I hope it isn't what Alanna suggested though," she replied carefully. Joren shot her a questioning look. Kel sighed. "She thought that maybe one of the babies would help us and the other would help the enemy." Joren stopped and stared at Kel, shocked.
He quickly shook himself out of it. His eyes were colder than ever. "Our babies will not be the end of all things. I don't care what some stupid words on a piece of paper say. They will save us not end us," he said with a pride that only a father could possess.
They arrived at the mess just as Aly and Alan ran out. Aly ran behind Joren as Alan ran behind Kel. Neal came running out of the mess with milk in his hair. Joren looking at him with cool amusement through his bruised face, said, "Who's making a fashion statement now, Queenscove?"
Aly, gaining confidence now that there was an ally there, stepped out from behind Joren. Alan followed his twin's lead. Aly looked at her fingernails. "I still maintain that you did it yourself," she said mildly.
Neal was turning a very interesting shade of red. Kel took pity on him. "We have come to take over watching Trouble One and Trouble Two. Go see Yuki or something," Kel said kindly.
"Good luck," Neal muttered darkly as he stalked away. Kel back around in time to see the twins tackle Joren. He was trying to stay on his feet, but he soon ended up on his butt.
Kel cleared her throat. "What do you wanna do?" she asked the twins. After seeing their wicked grins, she rushed to change her question. "I mean do you want to go outside?" Aly and Alan shook their head. She gave a weak smile and said, "How 'bout we go to my room?" Aly looked at Alan and shrugged. Alan looked back at Kel and nodded his consent.
Kel led the way to her room with the twins and Joren trailing behind. When they arrived, Cleon was standing in front of Kel's door. He looked like he was about to say something, but he stopped when he saw Aly, Alan, and Joren. Kel's mask slipped over her face. "Did you need something Cleon?" she asked emotionlessly.
Aly looked up at Kel, noticing the emotionless mask on her face. Aly looked back at Cleon, figuring that he was the reason that all emotion cleared from Kel's face. Aly looked over at Alan, mentally willing him to see what she saw—he did. They looked at each other and nodded. Aly walked out from behind Kel, Alan at her side.
"What's your name?" Aly asked, puppy eyes on full force. Cleon looked down at her, not noticing Alan slipping things out of his pockets.
"Uhh, I just wanted to talk to Kel," he said, starting to get uncomfortable by the twelve year old's adoring look. She blinked up at him innocently, and he relented. "My name is Cleon of Kennan," he said carefully, "What's your name?"
Aly grinned like a Cheshire cat. Alan made himself known by slipping back into place at rapid speed. "My name's Aly, and this is my twin, Alan," she said, her eye lashes fluttering flirtatiously. Cleon shuffled his feet uncomfortably, trying to get Kel's attention so she would save him.
Joren was turning red from laughing so hard. Kel was amused, but she took pity on him. "Children, maybe Joren should take you inside," she said, pulling out the key to her room. She opened the door and motioned for Joren to take the children inside.
Joren sent her a glare for ruining his fun. "I hope my children are as fun as you two," Joren told the twins as they went inside Kel's room. He said it just loud enough for Cleon to hear. Cleon turned red with anger. Kel shut the door before he could say anything back to Joren.
Kel put her mask back on before turning back to Cleon. "You said you needed to talk?" she asked. Cleon nodded and gave her a hurt but cold glare.
"I figured that I was jumping to conclusions this morning so I thought maybe you could explain why you were pregnant with Joren of Stone Mountain's baby. I was thinking that maybe he forced himself on you. Then I came here and you were playing the happy family with the Lioness's children. You were looking cozy so that option is out. The only other option is that it was a mutual thing," Cleon said, working himself into a fury.
Kel listened silently as Cleon insulted her virtue. She took each blow silently. When she was done, she didn't bother to correct her on anything. "It's my business Cleon, not yours. You are still betrothed, right?" At Cleon's nod, she nodded too. "I'm pregnant, and I don't think that our relationship would work out with me being pregnant and you being betrothed," she said, effectively keeping all emotion out of her voice.
Cleon shook his head angrily. "Why did you do it? That's all I want to know. Sleeping with your worst enemy? Never a good thing. Getting pregnant by your worst enemy? An all time low."
Kel pursed her lips and nodded. "Your right about everything except for one." Without explaining what she meant, she went into her room and shut the door in Cleon's face. She was met by a strange sight when she came in. Aly was playing with Joren's hair and Joren was talking to her. Alan was exploring Kel's room with a thoroughness that Kel wouldn't expect from a small boy.
"That was priceless!" Joren was saying. "The look on his face when you were giving him that adoring look—you don't really like him do you?" he asked nonchalantly.
Aly's nose wrinkled up. "Not really. It was funny though," she said, tying Joren's hair back once more. Joren spotted Kel and tried to put on his "cool" façade, but the was effent was ruined when Aly gave a firm tug on his pony tail.
Aly laughed as she was tickle attacked by Joren. Alan ran over to help his sister out. Kel walked over and sat at the edge of her bed. When she felt hands start to tickle her, she tensed and said in a low voice, "I'm not ticklish." The hands stopped and Kel muffled a sigh of relief.
The hands belonged to Joren and he decided to have some fun. He mouthed for the twins to stop and he gave her side an experimental poke. Kel turned around in time to see Aly tickle Alan and Joren tickle Aly. She turned back around and Joren reached over and tickled her a little bit. She squirmed a little, but refrained from making a sound.
Kel turned back around, but they were acting normal. She decided to get up and away from them. Joren noticed her getting up and motioned for the twins to stop. He mouthed his plan quickly because Kel was getting up—they were all going to tickle Kel.
Joren grabbed Kel's waist and tickled while Trouble One and Trouble Two started tickling her sides. Joren joined in on the tickling. Soon, they were in a huge tickle fight. They were so absorbed in the tickling that they didn't hear the knock on the door.
An unsuspecting Yuki walked into the room to see Kel straddling Joren, holding his hands above his head while two children attacked his sides with their fingers. Yuki cleared her throat, causing everyone to freeze. Kel scrambled off of Joren, and sighed with relief when she saw that it was only Yuki. Yuki smirked at her. Neal told me to tell you to hand over the twins to me and go to the conference room."
Kel nodded and straightened her clothes. Aly and Alan, the perfect picture of mischief, followed Yuki out the door. Kel and Joren looked at each other awkwardly. "This never leaves the room," they said simultaneously. They both sighed in relief.
They arrived at the conference room five minutes later. Everyone that was there the previous day was also there now. Kel and Joren silently sat down in the chairs indicated to them. They were nervous.
Myles stood up. "We have good news!" he said joyfully. 'I have translated the rest of the prophecy." He picked up the book and started reading.
Along with Survival comes Hope.
Hope will be necessary to stop the apocalypse.
If you don't have Hope, Survival will be lost.
Myles looked up from his book and closed it. Joren frowned. "Why is it so vague?" he asked.
King Jonathan raised his eyebrows. "Is this the only prophecy you have ever heard?" Joren nodded. King Jonathan looked at the ceiling. "I thought so. All prophecies are vague. The pieces will fall into place as the babies get older I suspect." Myles nodded his head in confirmation.
Everyone sat in silence until King Jonathan stood up. "I'm sure you have plenty to do today. You are dismissed." Kel and Joren stood up and bowed. They also left the room together.
Kel started to head to the practice courts. Joren's hand on her arm stopped her. "What are you doing?" Joren asked calmly.
Kel looked at him for a second. "I am going to the practice courts to practice," she said slowly, as if talking to a child. Joren shook his head.
"No you're not. You could hurt the babies or yourself," Joren said, concerned despite his inner protests.
"Are you worried about me?" Kel asked, surprised but not letting it show.
Joren scowled and looked at her with his piercing blue eyes. "No, but you are pregnant with my children. I prefer for the to actually be born," he said coldly.
Kel nodded, mask still in place. "Okay then. I'm going to my room to take a nap," she said pulling her arm out of his grasp.
Joren watched her go before going to his own room and taking his own nap. They slept peacefully, not knowing that their dreams—dreams of two girls—were exactly the same.
Tbc...Like? Hate? Plz R&R!!
Disclaimer-Characters owned by Tamora Pierce.
What?! Ch 4
They arrived at the king's study and Alanna knocked loudly. When Jon answered the door with a frown, Alanna smiled at him. "Hello Jon. We need to see the prophecy." When Jon just looked at her, she added, "Please?" He sighed and let them into the study.
Jon silently handed the book to Alanna and pointed out the marked page. Alanna opened it and scanned over it. "What's this at the bottom?" she asked him pointing to a part that was written in a different language.
Jon looked at it and shrugged. "It looks like it's not translated into a language we know. Why?" he asked at Alanna's triumphant grin. Jon glanced at Kel and Joren who were standing by the door looking awkward.
Alanna looked up at him. "Kel is pregnant with twins," she replied absently. Jon glanced over at Kel, but she avoided his gaze. "Do you think Myles can translate the rest of the prophecy?" Alanna asked, not noticing how shocked her friend was.
Jon shook his head to clear it. "I think he went home." At Alanna's inquiring look, he quickly amended. "Not to Olau. You know, his home here in Corus with Eleni?" Alanna nodded and turned to George.
"Could you go get him? Or—"she turned to King Jonathan, "we could go there?" Jon shrugged and nodded. "Should we bring the twins? They're probably torturing Neal right now," Alanna said, grinning at that thought.
"No," George said with a wicked smile. Alanna raised her eyebrows. "I think we should give Neal the day off and let the parents to be watch the twins," George said with a wolfish grin.
Alanna and Jon laughed at that. Alanna, still chuckling, went over to where Kel and Joren were. "We're going to Myles's. By we, I mean George, Jon-King Jonathan to you-and I. You two are going to watch the twins no questions asked. They are probably still down in the mess. You are dismissed." Alanna left they two squires, leaving them no choice but to obey.
Joren waked out first with Kel not far behind. He let her fall in step beside him before saying something. "What do you think the rest of the prophecy is about?" he asked looking at her to see if he could guess her feelings. Her mask was firmly in place.
"M' not sure. I hope it isn't what Alanna suggested though," she replied carefully. Joren shot her a questioning look. Kel sighed. "She thought that maybe one of the babies would help us and the other would help the enemy." Joren stopped and stared at Kel, shocked.
He quickly shook himself out of it. His eyes were colder than ever. "Our babies will not be the end of all things. I don't care what some stupid words on a piece of paper say. They will save us not end us," he said with a pride that only a father could possess.
They arrived at the mess just as Aly and Alan ran out. Aly ran behind Joren as Alan ran behind Kel. Neal came running out of the mess with milk in his hair. Joren looking at him with cool amusement through his bruised face, said, "Who's making a fashion statement now, Queenscove?"
Aly, gaining confidence now that there was an ally there, stepped out from behind Joren. Alan followed his twin's lead. Aly looked at her fingernails. "I still maintain that you did it yourself," she said mildly.
Neal was turning a very interesting shade of red. Kel took pity on him. "We have come to take over watching Trouble One and Trouble Two. Go see Yuki or something," Kel said kindly.
"Good luck," Neal muttered darkly as he stalked away. Kel back around in time to see the twins tackle Joren. He was trying to stay on his feet, but he soon ended up on his butt.
Kel cleared her throat. "What do you wanna do?" she asked the twins. After seeing their wicked grins, she rushed to change her question. "I mean do you want to go outside?" Aly and Alan shook their head. She gave a weak smile and said, "How 'bout we go to my room?" Aly looked at Alan and shrugged. Alan looked back at Kel and nodded his consent.
Kel led the way to her room with the twins and Joren trailing behind. When they arrived, Cleon was standing in front of Kel's door. He looked like he was about to say something, but he stopped when he saw Aly, Alan, and Joren. Kel's mask slipped over her face. "Did you need something Cleon?" she asked emotionlessly.
Aly looked up at Kel, noticing the emotionless mask on her face. Aly looked back at Cleon, figuring that he was the reason that all emotion cleared from Kel's face. Aly looked over at Alan, mentally willing him to see what she saw—he did. They looked at each other and nodded. Aly walked out from behind Kel, Alan at her side.
"What's your name?" Aly asked, puppy eyes on full force. Cleon looked down at her, not noticing Alan slipping things out of his pockets.
"Uhh, I just wanted to talk to Kel," he said, starting to get uncomfortable by the twelve year old's adoring look. She blinked up at him innocently, and he relented. "My name is Cleon of Kennan," he said carefully, "What's your name?"
Aly grinned like a Cheshire cat. Alan made himself known by slipping back into place at rapid speed. "My name's Aly, and this is my twin, Alan," she said, her eye lashes fluttering flirtatiously. Cleon shuffled his feet uncomfortably, trying to get Kel's attention so she would save him.
Joren was turning red from laughing so hard. Kel was amused, but she took pity on him. "Children, maybe Joren should take you inside," she said, pulling out the key to her room. She opened the door and motioned for Joren to take the children inside.
Joren sent her a glare for ruining his fun. "I hope my children are as fun as you two," Joren told the twins as they went inside Kel's room. He said it just loud enough for Cleon to hear. Cleon turned red with anger. Kel shut the door before he could say anything back to Joren.
Kel put her mask back on before turning back to Cleon. "You said you needed to talk?" she asked. Cleon nodded and gave her a hurt but cold glare.
"I figured that I was jumping to conclusions this morning so I thought maybe you could explain why you were pregnant with Joren of Stone Mountain's baby. I was thinking that maybe he forced himself on you. Then I came here and you were playing the happy family with the Lioness's children. You were looking cozy so that option is out. The only other option is that it was a mutual thing," Cleon said, working himself into a fury.
Kel listened silently as Cleon insulted her virtue. She took each blow silently. When she was done, she didn't bother to correct her on anything. "It's my business Cleon, not yours. You are still betrothed, right?" At Cleon's nod, she nodded too. "I'm pregnant, and I don't think that our relationship would work out with me being pregnant and you being betrothed," she said, effectively keeping all emotion out of her voice.
Cleon shook his head angrily. "Why did you do it? That's all I want to know. Sleeping with your worst enemy? Never a good thing. Getting pregnant by your worst enemy? An all time low."
Kel pursed her lips and nodded. "Your right about everything except for one." Without explaining what she meant, she went into her room and shut the door in Cleon's face. She was met by a strange sight when she came in. Aly was playing with Joren's hair and Joren was talking to her. Alan was exploring Kel's room with a thoroughness that Kel wouldn't expect from a small boy.
"That was priceless!" Joren was saying. "The look on his face when you were giving him that adoring look—you don't really like him do you?" he asked nonchalantly.
Aly's nose wrinkled up. "Not really. It was funny though," she said, tying Joren's hair back once more. Joren spotted Kel and tried to put on his "cool" façade, but the was effent was ruined when Aly gave a firm tug on his pony tail.
Aly laughed as she was tickle attacked by Joren. Alan ran over to help his sister out. Kel walked over and sat at the edge of her bed. When she felt hands start to tickle her, she tensed and said in a low voice, "I'm not ticklish." The hands stopped and Kel muffled a sigh of relief.
The hands belonged to Joren and he decided to have some fun. He mouthed for the twins to stop and he gave her side an experimental poke. Kel turned around in time to see Aly tickle Alan and Joren tickle Aly. She turned back around and Joren reached over and tickled her a little bit. She squirmed a little, but refrained from making a sound.
Kel turned back around, but they were acting normal. She decided to get up and away from them. Joren noticed her getting up and motioned for the twins to stop. He mouthed his plan quickly because Kel was getting up—they were all going to tickle Kel.
Joren grabbed Kel's waist and tickled while Trouble One and Trouble Two started tickling her sides. Joren joined in on the tickling. Soon, they were in a huge tickle fight. They were so absorbed in the tickling that they didn't hear the knock on the door.
An unsuspecting Yuki walked into the room to see Kel straddling Joren, holding his hands above his head while two children attacked his sides with their fingers. Yuki cleared her throat, causing everyone to freeze. Kel scrambled off of Joren, and sighed with relief when she saw that it was only Yuki. Yuki smirked at her. Neal told me to tell you to hand over the twins to me and go to the conference room."
Kel nodded and straightened her clothes. Aly and Alan, the perfect picture of mischief, followed Yuki out the door. Kel and Joren looked at each other awkwardly. "This never leaves the room," they said simultaneously. They both sighed in relief.
They arrived at the conference room five minutes later. Everyone that was there the previous day was also there now. Kel and Joren silently sat down in the chairs indicated to them. They were nervous.
Myles stood up. "We have good news!" he said joyfully. 'I have translated the rest of the prophecy." He picked up the book and started reading.
Along with Survival comes Hope.
Hope will be necessary to stop the apocalypse.
If you don't have Hope, Survival will be lost.
Myles looked up from his book and closed it. Joren frowned. "Why is it so vague?" he asked.
King Jonathan raised his eyebrows. "Is this the only prophecy you have ever heard?" Joren nodded. King Jonathan looked at the ceiling. "I thought so. All prophecies are vague. The pieces will fall into place as the babies get older I suspect." Myles nodded his head in confirmation.
Everyone sat in silence until King Jonathan stood up. "I'm sure you have plenty to do today. You are dismissed." Kel and Joren stood up and bowed. They also left the room together.
Kel started to head to the practice courts. Joren's hand on her arm stopped her. "What are you doing?" Joren asked calmly.
Kel looked at him for a second. "I am going to the practice courts to practice," she said slowly, as if talking to a child. Joren shook his head.
"No you're not. You could hurt the babies or yourself," Joren said, concerned despite his inner protests.
"Are you worried about me?" Kel asked, surprised but not letting it show.
Joren scowled and looked at her with his piercing blue eyes. "No, but you are pregnant with my children. I prefer for the to actually be born," he said coldly.
Kel nodded, mask still in place. "Okay then. I'm going to my room to take a nap," she said pulling her arm out of his grasp.
Joren watched her go before going to his own room and taking his own nap. They slept peacefully, not knowing that their dreams—dreams of two girls—were exactly the same.
Tbc...Like? Hate? Plz R&R!!