Inheritance

Chapter 2

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Sorry if this took a while to update but I only got one review and so I was considering discontinuing it until I decided to give you another chance. The deal is ten reviews or this is the last chapter, I want this story to be told but if no one wants to here it than there isn't much point. So here is possibly the last chapter, hope everyone likes it.

Lady Aeril of Whitehorse and Hollygrove woke up with a muffled curse. She had just had a dream that she had been forced to go to the convent and their people had found her sword and bow and burned them. The tormenters names still went around in her head, Caitlin, Catherine, Delia and Roxana. Aeril shook her head trying to clear away the image, to say that it would never happen, but she failed miserably, if she went to the convent, like she probably would, no dought that kind of thing would happen. Sighing, Aeril put on a dress, hoping it would sweeten her Aunt Annelie's and her Uncle Gauis's moods.

Aeril had dreamed all her life that she could be a knight but she was a girl and related to the throne in some way and was a member a very rich family. Still, she could dream. Aeril knew only one other girl who didn't wish to be the pride of the court or the prince's husband, Alanna. Alanna lived near Aeril's summer residence, in a place called Trebond; Alanna was the freest spirited girl that she knew with the most extreme temper, besides herself of course. Both had taught each other what little of the fighting arts they knew and both were not planning on going to the convent. The thought of Alanna made Aeril smile a little, maybe Alanna would think up a plan to get them to Corus as soon-to-be-pages.

Lady Annelie sighed as she saw Aeril climb down the stairs. She was surprised that she had put on a dress without prompting but decided that it meant that Aeril must be finally loosing her childhood ideas and wanting to become a lady. Annelie was so happy that she agreed to let Aeril go with Alanna. Aeril smiled daintily and curtsied while Annelie smiled in satisfaction.

Aeril grinned, Annelie had fallen for her plan exactly as she thought she would and know all Alanna had to do was find a way to go train as a page. Aeril quickly changed into breeches and died her hair mahogany and her eyes green, running up to the stables, she saddled up her horse and rode quickly to Trebond where Thom and Alanna had just been told of their destinations; it was not what they had hoped either.

Alanna smiled when she saw Aeril and immediately ran to greet her. Talking to her, the two conversed and decided to go to palace in disguise to train as boys. All they needed to do know was to convince Coram, Thom and Maude of their plan.

"Come on Thom, you want to be a sorcerer, this is the perfect chance."

"No," retorted her brother, "It's too dangerous."

"Typical Thom, always afraid of doing things that aren't even dangerous for him, I mean isn't that just like a boy." Alanna knew she was being mean but she needed to do this, needed to become a knight.

"By Mithros and Ganiel, I'll do it."

"Thanks Thom, you won't regret this one day I promise."

"Maude, me and Alanna want to go to Corus to become pages. There isn't anything you can do about it, but we want your blessing."

Sighing, Maude gave the two her blessing. Suddenly her voice changed to that of the Great Mother Goddess, "My daughters take this chance, and ride this wind. Both of you are on a quest of understanding, you Alanna, of sliver sword and fiery tongue, you Aeril, of purple gift and sapphire fire as the vessel of two chosen lines, the royal and warrior, the lord and his vessel. Go now my daughters, to face your fate and find your inheritance."

Coram didn't want them to go, but was forced to give way under their powers of persuasion and their warrior spirits. Tomorrow they were going to Corus. Clamping their hand together, Aeril and Alanna swore that they'd be loyal for always and as close as sisters. Together they cut each others arm and pressed the two cuts together, asking the Great Mother Goddess to bind their souls together. Suddenly both felt burning pain on their hands as the device that was emblazoned on Aeril's hand was transferred to Alanna and as the device sprouted an elegant sword, with a crystal on its hilt. Above the Great Mother Goddess smiled, glad that they had bound themselves together on their own rather than force her to.

And so I updated and hopefully this has more fire than my previous one. Thank you to my beta-reader English eyes. Thank you to Captain Cheese for reviewing. Zoë's beginning starts in the next chapter, how should she meet George and Mistress Cooper. I'm thinking about something among the lines of Mistress Cooper finds her as an abandoned baby, but I'm not sure. So press that little button to the left of the screen, just under this text and REVIEW :)

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Brown-Eyed Fencer of Conté (flyery)