Leaving the Eastern Lands
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Summary: A Thief. A Knight. A Joke. A Kiss.
Author's note: I know I said it would be a one shot but I changed my mind. Instead I will provide four short fluffy chapters for you to read, two of which are already here.
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So this is what it had come too.
After all the secrets, all the lies. Never knowing who your friends were and who wasn't. After all the rumors of enemies and traitors, this is what it had come down too.
War.
Just the sound of the word, made Alanna shiver. It was true that while she was younger, Alanna had dreamed of traveling on adventures and doing good deeds, for the good of Tortall.
But now that she was older and had seen the effect a battle could have on a person, war didn't sound all it was made up to be.
At lunch Alanna ate lightly, her thoughts on the upcoming war. Something elsewas nagging at her mind, but she couldn't quitetell what it was.
She needed to do something to clear her mind. After a morning of fencing, she was sore and tired, and had no intentions of picking up another sword for the remainder of the afternoon.
Alanna decided that a trip to the markets would be just what she needed. Before leaving, she knocked on Jon's door to tell him that she would be at the Corus markets, but there was no answer.
It wasn't surprising. Jon had spent the most part of the last two days in the war chamber with His Majesty and those who were to plan the war.
Walking out the palace gates, and smelling the city are made Alanna feel free. She wasn't Squire Alan, she was Alanna and there was still much to be learnt about Alanna.
As she was walking down the winding pebbled path which led to the markets, Alanna realized what had been nagging at her mind.
George.
If she died, she would never see George again. She would never be able to tell him that, underneath all the fear inside, she really did love him. Not that Alanna would ever admit it, but deep down, she knew she did.
Without even realizing it, she was at the door step of The Dancing Dove. Her mind had sub-consciously led her there.
Even though Alanna had frightened the wits out of herself, she opened the door to the dove. She was dismayed to discover George had left on rogue business and wouldn't be back until after she had left for war.
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