Chapter Six:

A/N: I know that this chapter is supposed to be written by Tortallanrider, but she wasn't sure on what to write, so she wanted me to do it. It won't be as good as her chapters are, but hey, if I give it my all, then it is good enough. Remember to review. Thanks for all of you that did, I'm too lazy to look right now, but, thanks. –Megmae

"Jonathan?" Alanna called softly as she rolled over in bed. "Jonathan."

"Mm?" He replied sheepishly. He reached to run his fingers along her jaw line.

"What happened to George, after we left?" She said to him, grabbing his hand.

"Actually, I'm not sure; I didn't see him when he left. Maybe, he just felt that you didn't need him." She looked at him with astonishment.

"What do you mean I didn't need him? I needed both of you more then ever." She said dropping his hand, and getting out of bed. Jonathan got out of bed and held her hands.

"You know that I love you right?" Alanna looked away, and her eyes caught onto the antique hair brush on the dresser. "Don't you?" He asked again sternly. She silently picked up her hair brush and looked at it uncomfortably. She looked in the mirror, and saw Jonathan, his head hanging low. 'She doesn't love me anymore?' He asked to himself.

"Don't try to change the subject," She snapped, after a moment. "I just don't think that I can go through with the wedding if it means losing George," She walked over to where Jonathan was standing. "You have to understand that."

"I do understand. I just don't want to see you in another man's arms," He looked up and Alanna saw tears in his eyes. "I don't know if I could bare it."

"I love you Jonathan." She kissed him passionately. He returned her kiss, and pulled her close. There was a knock on the door. Alanna pulled away. "Hello?" She managed to say hoarsely, forgetting that she was in his quarters.

"Prince Jonathan." The voice said. "The King and Queen would like to see you." He sighed.

"They want to know if I have found some one to become Queen," He kissed her softly. "I think I know who," He paused. "That is, if you still want to be my wife," He looked at her patiently. "Well?" She kissed him passionately.

"Of course, my future king." He picked her up spinning in circles just happy to see her smile. He set her down, and kissed her again.

"We must go. My parents are waiting." He took her hand and led her to the door.

The throne room

As the huge doors of the thrown room swung open, Jonathan walked in with a happy feeling with each step that he took.

"Father, mother. You wanted to see me." He said, although he knew what they wanted.

"My son Jon," His father began. "Your mother and I have decided that it is about time that you found a young girl to marry. Maybe a princess?" He smiled.

"How about a lioness?" The king and Queen were stunned.

"Jonathan. Alanna is a knight. Not a lady." The queen said with a bit of bitterness in her voice. "She is not fit to be Queen." 'I'm standing right here you know!' Alanna said to herself.

"Mother, Alanna would make a perfect Queen for Tortall. She would be able to help me with war, and yet still act like a lady during a ball. Mother, I love Alanna with all my heart," He looked at her with a smile. She smiled back. "That should be good enough." The King turned towards Alanna. She looked at him.

"Will you do well to our good country?" He asked, a brow showing seriousness. "Most importantly, will you look after my son?" He leaned forward in his chair. She looked at Jonathan and smiled.

"Of course," Jon smiled at her. The Queen looked pale. "Is there something wrong your highness?" Alanna asked kindly.

"Ooh, of course Alanna, I am just a little, winded, that's all." Her head spun in a circle, and then she simply fainted.

"Mithros! Someone fetch a healer!" yelled the King. Alanna ran up to the Queen.

"She is going to be alright," said Alanna after a minuet of finding her pulse. "She seemed a little pale. Jonathan and the King gave a sigh of relief at the same time. The palace healers ran into the room.

"Father, Alanna and I should do. Mother is in good hands." He smiled and clapped him on the back. He took Alanna's hand, and led her out of the room.

Alanna's Quarters

Alanna was sitting in her room with her new friends, Lady Cythera of
Eden and Lady Fiona of Millsbrook. She had met them recently, and the
three had become fast friends.

"Alanna, you know that you are incredibly luck to have Jonathan," said Fiona, as she was brushing Alanna's hair.

"Of course I know," She smiled at the image behind her through the mirror. "You two are lucky two, I mean, with your curves!" she followed Fiona's curves with her fingers in the mirror.

"Stop moving so much," Said Fiona.

"Are you ready for your dress Alanna?" she spun around and gazed at the dark violet velvet dress that was in Cythera's hands. Alanna got up from her chair and gently moved her fingers up and down the dress, enjoying the soft feel of the velvet. In a matter of minuets Alanna was looking at herself, wearing the beautiful dress. The neck had golden trim, as well as the bottom, witch barley skimmed the floor. Cythera did Alanna's hair in a messy bun but kept her bangs in front and gently wetted them over to her right side of her face. Cythera herself was dressed in a rose red dress with her hair in a high ponytail. Fiona was wearing a moss green dress with a "v" neck and her hair was let down to frame her face. There was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Alanna called sitting on the bed. Raoul, Gary walked in, and each of them swiftly walked over to the lady that they were courting. Jonathan came in last. He was wearing his normal royal blue shirt with a golden crown on the front, and his pants were made of golden fabric. He walked slowly over to her, and took her hand.

"You look lovely," he said and kissed her hand. She blushed. Fiona and Cythera giggled.

"Come on Alanna. Let's see a kiss." Said Fiona. She shifted her head, and glared at them. Despite the glare, Jonathan swooped in and kissed her passionately.

"Shall we go?" Asked Gary impatiently. Jonathan broke the kiss and turned.

"Of course." He smiled at Alanna. "Ready?"

"Of course." Was her reply. He took her hand and again, led her out of the room.

A/N: WOW, I'm real proud of myself. That was a long chapter. And you have no idea, who much time that took me. Actually, two days? Yeah. Well, I have to do some HM so REVIEW!