Complications
Aly leaned back in her chair, she sat reading a book that her father had just sent her. She didn't quite get how he thought that "page training might not be exciting enough for her."
"Aly," began Paul.
"Yeah, what do you want?" she asked, not looking up from her book.
"Would you be my squire?" he asked.
"What!" Aly cried, leaping out of her seat.
"Why not? Come on, you'd be great!"
"I'm sorry, I can't. Sir Myles has already asked me and I've said yes," she explained.
"I'm sure he'd understand if you explained to him."
"Paul, no," she said, a slight amount of strain showing in her voice.
"Why not?" he demanded.
"It's just, well. You know Nimi'll be presented at court in two years time, well I know she doesn't want to go but she won't tell anyone she's in knight training. And, well, I promised that I'd be there as a Lady with her for part of the time and I can't do that if I'm your squire, can I?"
"I suppose not," he agreed resignedly.
"I'm sorry Paul, but I don't think it work, and it would just be a bit to close to what happened to my Ma. I want to be me, not her," she explained.
"He asked me to be his squire today," Aly murmured.
"Who, Paul?" asked Nimi.
"Yes, I told him Myles had already asked me but he said Myles wouldn't mind."
"You did say no, didn't you?" Abby asked, after a few weeks Aly and Nimi had got used to calling her by her proper name. The fact that she didn't act like a god probably helped though.
"Yes, I said no. I told him that I'd promised that I'd attend some balls with Nimi. Which is true, just not the whole truth. I just missed out the part about you and magic and a certain god"
"Thanks, I know this whole knighthood thing means a lot to you," smiled Abby.
"And you think the fate of the world doesn't?"
A/N: Not much I feel like saying except please review!