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Okay peeps its show time...
"Queenscove wake up!" A familiar voice of her math instructor, Master Tyrone, shouted in her ear.
Jzet groaned as she felt the ruler being rapped, hard, on her fingers. She almost yelped in pain, but controlled herself.
"This is the second time this week, Queenscove that I have caught you napping in my class." Master Tyrone barked. "You shall see me after class for your proper punishment work."
The familiar snickers of Faris and Craig of Marti's Hill filled the room. Jzet quickly tried to hold down a blush that was rising in her cheeks, but failed miserably.
For comfort, the young page grabbed her chain that hung around her neck. It was given to her back in September, by her teacher Gosha to protect her from Zulch and his mages. It was now a month after mid winter and things had been going smoothly for Jzet, until she began having these dreams, a few days ago.
She hadn't had a good night sleep since these dreams had been starting. They had caused her to fall asleep in her math class two days ago and now again, today.
The bell soon rang signaling for them to go to the mess hall for lunch. Jzet reluctantly stood behind, watching her friends leave her sight, to enjoy their lunch.
"Queenscove," Master Tyrone said calmly. "Why have you been dozing in my class? Do I bore you?"
"No, no, Master Tyrone," Jzet said quickly, shaking her head. "I haven't been getting enough sleep lately." She explained.
"Why?" He asked. "Have you been behind your assignments in other classes, causing you to stay up late to complete them?"
"No sir," Jzet said.
"Than what has deprived you of sleep girl?" he asked, his brown eyes sharply looking upon her.
"Well sir," Jzet began. "I've been having these dreams."
"Dreams," Master Tyrone repeated. "Hogwash, dreams mean nothing to us as humans. They are just many images of things your conscious thinks up. Don't you pay attention to dreams girl. They mean nothing."
Jzet opened her mouth to argue, but knew better. "Of course sir," She said smirking to herself. If only he knew. She thought. "I was foolish to take these dreams to seriously. I am deeply sorry."
"That's more like it Queenscove." said Master Tyrone sternly. "I hope to see you in my class tomorrow, fully alert and awake."
Jzet bowed. "I wouldn't even dream of not being." She replied sarcastically.
This brought some chuckles out of her mathematics instructor.
"Now go to lunch, and I will see you tomorrow." said Master Tyrone. "Good day to you Queenscove,"
After Jzet closed the door behind her, she jumped for joy. She couldn't believe she just snaked her way out of punishment work from Master Tyrone.
"How much punishment work did you get this time, Jzet?" Cole asked as soon as she threw down her tray on the table.
Jzet smirked. "Nothing at all, cousin," She replied in an unnaturally sweet voice. "Thank you for taking concern about my punishment work, though."
Cole's jaw dropped.
"That's not fair," he cried. ", every time I fall asleep in Master Tyrone's class, he gives me at least a week of polishing in the armory. But no, when perfect, goody, goody two shoes Jzet falls asleep, she walks away a free man."
"You mean woman." Jzet said smirking.
"Whatever," Cole snapped bitterly.
"There, there Masbole," Jonathan said smiling wickedly as he patted Cole's back.
"Oh shut up Jonathan," Cole growled.
Jzet, Audrey, Kearney, Nolan, and Kate laughed at Cole as he mumbled something under his breath that sounded like, 'If we weren't the heir to the thrown, I would have sewn his big mouth shut.'
As the laughter died down, Jzet sighed.
She only had two months left with Cole, Jonathan, and Nolan, and frankly she was going to miss them terribly. They always added humor and strength to their group that made it flourish.
With this thought in mind Jzet got up and began walking towards the practice courts with Jonathan and Audrey in tow.
Jzet looked around and realized she was in her dream, which she had been having for the last week. Again, she was on a balcony facing the water.
Inside her dream she took a deep breath and smelt the salty ocean water. The sea breeze played with her clothes and a sense of calm washed over her. But, Jzet knew this wouldn't last long, because right on cue Zulch came out onto the balcony with Mahwah and another noble man with blonde hair following close behind him.
"My king," The man said bowing deeply. "I know what has been troubling you these last few weeks, and I have come to offer you my assistance."
Zulch's eyebrow rose slightly in surprise.
"Really, how do you know?" He asked looking at the noble diligently.
The man shifted his feet, knowing he had to come up with a good answer, or he would anger Zulch.
"It has been all over court, my king." the noble replied.
Zulch seemed satisfied with this answer and asked,
"How can you help me Nammir?" the Fitrakis asked. "For my patience has worn thin on these damn mages."
"Well I have an agent.." He began.
"Agents," Zulch barked. "We already have agents in Tortall."
"Ah yes, I know," said Nammir with a smirk. "But let me just say my agent can get closer to the girl than you can ever realize. And for a price…"
"I don't pay anyone." Zulch cut in angrily. "It's either do," He made a throat cutting sign with his finger. ", or die, your choice Nammir."
Nammir gulped, causing Jzet to smirk. She knew he wouldn't get Zulch to even cough up a copper.
Mahwah must have thought the same thing, because he too smirked.
"I was foolish, my king." Nammir quickly said, recovering. "Please accept my forgiveness."
"I will forgive you my loyal servant, but do not commit such a folly again." warned Zulch sternly.
"Never again, my master," said Nammir getting down on his knees and kissing Zulch's feet. This sickened Jzet. Our king, in Tortall would never stand for such foolishness. She thought bitterly.
"Now get up dear man and continue." Zulch ordered.
"As I was saying, King Zulch," Nammir continued after dusting himself off. "My agent can get closer to that Tortallan girl, than any of your agents." Mahwah snorted in disbelief, causing Nammir to throw him a dirty look. "It's true. That Tortallan girl wouldn't even notice my agent as an enemy or spy." Zulch nodded. "And my agent can even kill her if you wish, or make her life miserable."
"Well," the Fitrakis said, holding his chin in thought. "I myself, personally, want to do away with that wrench. But, anything to make her suffer will bring me pleasure, my dear Nammir." He laughed viciously, making Jzet scowl.
"It shall be done, my king." said Nammir, bowing low. "Your wish is my command." He added. This comment made Mahwah glare at the nobleman.
"So when will this agent of yours be deported to Tortall?" Zulch asked curiously.
Nammir was about to answer when a bright light shone in Jzet's eyes, blinding her.
Jzet frowned as she got up out of bed. That same mystery ending to her dream occurred, again.
As she threw open her shutters to the beautiful May morning, she began to wonder when this so called 'agent', would arrive in Tortall. That question had been on her mind for weeks. She did hope these dreams would end soon, they were beginning to bore her.
Well, obviously it's important, She thought, running a comb through her curly brown hair.
Jzet checked her clock that stood on the opposite end of the room for the time. It read 6:59 with ten seconds before seven o'clock.
She counted the seconds away. 3..2...1.. She thought.
And as the clock's hand, which was used to count seconds hit twelve, a knock was heard at her door.
"Jzet!" A voice shouted on the other side of the door.
Jzet opened the door, to see no other than Kearney.
"Ah Kearney," Jzet said, smirking. "Right on schedule,"
"I always am." He replied his grey-green eyes twinkling.
Jzet just laughed and joined her younger friend to the mess hall.
The days between the big tests seemed to go quicker for Jzet and the other pages than wanted. Soon, it was the day before those dreaded final examinations and tension was in the air.
"Well guess what Jzet," the prince said why they were walking in from the practice yards to the mess hall. "I shall be a squire by tomorrow."
"I know." Jzet said smiling at Jonathan. "And I shall finally be a third year page."
"I'm surprised you lasted this long, wench." a familiar icy voice sneered behind them. Jzet and Jonathan turned around to see, to their disgust, Luke of Grotten, Faris, and Craig of Marti's Hill.
"You just don't get it Luke," Jzet replied. "You can't stop us girls from becoming knights, especially me."
Luke pulled a dagger out of his back pocket. He held it up, letting the sunlight reflect off it.
"You see this wench?" Luke asked icily. "This is cold, hard metal, that will end up in your skin and the skin of many other girls that are stupid enough to become knights. You and your little friends Audrey and Kate will be the first to fall when thewar with Carthak comes. I guarantee it. Girls are too weak to be among us men in combat." He added spitting on her boots.
"Oh it seems you have changed your plans Luke." Jzet said boldly. "I thought you were going to prevent me from becoming a knight."
"I am." He shot back meeting her eyes steadily.
"Well the way you put it, it seems like you think we'll make it to battle with Carthak, as knights." Jzet said challengingly
"Well uh," he stammered.
"You know you can't stop us." Jzet said smirking.
Luke waved his dagger in front of her face.
"I would stop talking nonsense, before I cut your tongue out so you can't speak any of those god damn lies any more, Queenscove." snapped Luke.
"Don't you dare threaten her with that weapon." Jonathan warned, his blue eyes glinting dangerously. "Or you'll have to answer to me."
"Try me little princeling." Luke said mockingly.
Jonathan lunged for Luke, but Jzet stepped in between the two fourth years,
"Are you an idiot?" Jzet asked Luke coldly. "Are you trying to actually be on bad terms with your future king? Show some respect Grotten or I will be the one you have to fight."
Luke laughed viciously.
"I wouldn't serve that man even if you paid me all the gold in Tortall." Luke retorted. "Anyone who is for lady knights is not a friend or ruler to me."
Jonathan looked like he was about to jump on Luke, so Jzet intervened by punching the foolish fourth year herself.
"I guess your father and mother are pigs because that's what you're acting like right now." Jzet snapped. "A pig that turned out fat and lazy and stupid and.."
Before Jzet could finish her sentence Luke was already on top of her, with Faris and Craig not far behind.
"I'll teach you to speak that way about my family, bitch." Luke spat kicking her in the thigh before she could react.
Jzet cringed as she felt his boot slam into her thigh, numbing it. She was about to charge at Luke when another body was slammed into her, knocking her off balance. She looked down at the ground to see it was Faris.
Luke charged at her while she looked down at Faris, but she was able to just side step him, sending him into the wall.
Jzet used this opportunity to strike and grabbed the boy by the arm, throwing him over her shoulder and into the stone floor.
Jzet thought he wouldn't get up after his fall, but she was wrong.
Luke roared in fury, getting up, and swung his foot at her head. Jzet's Shang training saved her, making her naturally grab his foot in mid air and twist it. Luke twisted with his foot and landed on the floor, again.
She then went over to Jonathan and Craig who were locked in battle. Jonathan sported a bloody lip, while Craig had a bleeding gash down the side of his face.
As Jonathan punched Craig in the stomach, sending him backwards he shouted,
"Jzet look out behind you!"
Jzet turned around a second to late as a dagger slashed across her back. She almost screamed out in pain, but her Yamani training contained her.
"Jzet!" Jonathan cried, but soon was distracted by the charging Craig.
Jzet bit her lip in pain and turned around to meet Luke's dagger, grabbing his hand in the middle of his strike. She dug her finger nails into his skin, making him holler in pain, dropping the dagger. Jzet felt slightly relieved, as the weapon clanged against the stone floor, and bounced about 10 feet away from Luke.
Luke now desperate, and without a weapon punched Jzet across the face, sending her staggering back a few feet. But she soon recovered and rammed her shoulder into his chest sending him into the stone wall, knocking him out cold.
I should have just done that in the beginning. Jzet thought bitterly. It would have saved me some trouble.
She turned her attention back to Jonathan and Craig's bout, to see it was going in Jonathan's favor.
The prince finished off the second year page by kicking him in the groin, sending him gasping for breath and tumblingon to the ground.
Jzet was going to clap for the prince, but suddenly a sharp pain ran through her back.
She moaned slightly, praying that Jonathan didn't notice. But of course, he did.
"Jzet what happened to your back?" the prince asked, concerned.
"Just a minor cut, nothing big." She lied.
Jonathan laughed dryly.
"And that 'minor cut' you say, caused the back of your shirt to become red?" Jonathan asked. "When your shirt was just green ten minutes ago!"
"Okay, okay, you win." Jzet said feeling dizzy. "Luke slashed me with a dagger. I would heal it myself, but I am too dizzy."
"Jzet," the prince said seriously, as his fingers turned sapphire blue. ", an injury doesn't show that you are weak. Everyone gets them from time to time."
Jzet nearly nodded, tofrail to respond.
"I don't really want to heal you here, just in case someone might happen to walk by and end up asking questions." said the prince. "I'll just take you back to my rooms and I'll patch you up there."
Jzet opened her mouth to protest, wanting to say that was a really bad idea, but a wave of nausea hit her, silencing her quickly. Instead, Jonathan picked her up and carried her to his rooms, shutting the door quickly and quietly behind him.
He laid Jzet on his bed to her disgust. She hated to feel so weak, but the blood loss was getting to her.
"Okay, I'm just going to examine your cut." said Jonathan. As soon as his hands touched the slash, she felt unbelievable pain, making her cry out.
A few seconds later, black swallowed her up and she saw the light no more.
"Jzet, wake up." A familiar voice said softly.
Jzet's eye lashes fluttered open to see she was still in Jonathan's room and still resting on his bed. Jonathan was close by, looking at her intently.
"Holy crap," She cried. "What happened?"
"I was about to heal you, but you passed out." he replied calmly.
Her back no longer burned with pain. Instead, the pain was replaced with a dull ache.
Another thing, also alarmed her. She had a different shirt on, than she had on before she passed out.
"Jonathan, where is my shirt?" She asked, sitting up and staring at the fourth year page in alarm.
He blushed scarlet.
"Well, I had to take it off." He barely said. "To heal you of course, nothing else, I swear."
The fear of making her angry was evident enough in the prince's eyes to tell Jzet that he was telling the truth.
"I believe you Jonathan." said Jzet. "And I would like to say thank you for everything."
"Even carrying you?" he asked grinning.
Jzet laughed.
"Yes even that," she said grinning back.
"Believe me, you weren't as lightas I thought." Jonathan teased. "You're fortunate that I have such big muscles or you would have probably never gotten healed, well by me at least."
"You're asking for it Jonathan." Jzet growled.
"Sorry, sorry, I forgot you were sensitive to those things." said the prince.
"I am not sensitive-" She began, but the prince cut her off.
"Hush, hush," He said. "We need to leave for the mess hall right now or we'll be late."
"Okay," Jzet said getting up.
"C'mon Jzet the others will be wondering where we got to." said the prince already out the door.
"Coming," Jzet said, catching up to her friend.
"I wonder what happened to Luke and the others." Jonathan speculated.
"I don't know." Jzet replied. "We'll have to wait and see."
"Yeah, I guess." he said.
Silence came between the two pages as they walked closer and closer to the mess hall.
When the prince was about to open the doors, Jzet stopped him and said,
"Jonathan?"
"Yeah,"
"Thanks," she said smiling at him warmly.
"Anytime," he replied, returning the smile. "Now let's go get some grub."
The next day the pages had their final examination, which Jzet and her friend's passed easily.
That night at the mess hall, Cole, Jonathan, and Nolan moved to the other side of the hall to join their fellow squires. This earned them much applause from the other pages.
In the next few weeks Cole, Jonathan, and Nolan all got knight masters and went out with them on adventures.
The goodbyes were bitter sweet especially with Cole and Jonathan, but Jzet knew she would see them again.
After a few weeks of lazing in the palace, Jzet rode back along with her father to Queenscove, where she would be staying that summer.
There, the adventures would begin.
see guys a new threat.. plus a little bonding between our two dear characters.. and guess what as I promised.. I am writing a summer time chapter... just for you loyal reviewers.. to become one just press the submit review button on the bottom of your screen and I can see what I can do... okay? okay..
Have a super safe, fun, non alcholic beverage (for you minors) filled weekend... love yas
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Chuck norris jokes:
-Chuck Norris doesnt wear a watch, he decides what time it is.
-Chuck Norris doesnt go huntin, Chuck Norris goes killing.
-Chuck Norris was once in a knife fight, and the knife lost.
-Behind Chuck Norris's beard, there is only another fist
-Chuck Norris doesnt sleep, He waits.
-There is no theory of evelution, Just a list of creatures Chuck Norris allows to live.
-The quickest was to mans heart is with Chuck Norris's fist.
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-In an average living room there are 1,242 objects Chuck Norris could use to kill you, including the room itself.
-Chuck Norris will attain statehood in 2009. His state flower will be the Magnolia.
-When Chuck Norris gives you the middle finger, he is actualy showign u how many seconds u have left to live.
LoL gets me every time.. so review.. cuz I just gave you something to laugh at...
&Caiti&