HI GUYS!! I'm proud of you, just for all of the reviews, especially anyone not named MACNASHI OR JEMELON. Hi Sammy-Pip! Nice to see you!! Ok messages:
To JR-From-FLC: SHUT UP JOSH!! STOP RUINING IT ALL!!!!! *growls in frustration*
To Hades Krazy Daughter: Sorry, Will's not dying YET. He dies in the sequel. Horace is the first to die. *evil maniacal laugh*
To MacNashi: .......... over protective weirdo! I DIDN'T UNDERSTAND A WORD YOU WERE SAYING ABOUT HEDWIG!! pfft. Rematches are tools of a DEMENTED ODDITY.
To Sammy-Pip: I agree about the rematch thing, no idea what exactly was going on with Hedwig, and yeah................
To !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!: I DON'T CARE IF THAT WAS THE WRONG AMOUNT OF EXCLAMATION MARKS. And 'col'? I'm assuming you mean 'cool'. Thanks, I think.
To Brandon-Smith: You sure you got the right story? No dying has happened just yet. (Has it? I can't quite remember.)
To Sanjaya if you reviewed but I can't tell: GO AWAY.
Anyway, this would be chapter 10, right? IT IS NOW. TWO CHAPTERS LEFT UNTIL HORACE'S DEATH!!!!!!!!! *evil maniacal psychotic laugh of chaos and doom*
Chapter 10: Unloved
Aaron was sulking outside the Great Hall, waiting for Alyss or Lady Pauline to come out so he could ask whether to wear his hair loose and (in his opinion) flirtatious, or wear a giant purple hat with a curled blue feather. A movement and the sound of rustling skirts caught his attention, and he looked to see Gabriella sweep gracefully around the corner. He waved, and she smiled, walked up to him, and kissed him, then walked out the door. Aaron simply could not understand why Lady Pauline or Alyss didn't like or fall for his charm. He was sohandsome, especially compared to the little runt Will or the ungroomed Halt. If he was a knight Alyss would adore him and marry him. Alyss as his bride seemed much better than Gabriella. Aaron imagined Alyss with her pale hair under a glittering veil, and a white silk dress and him, her knight in shining amour, right beside. It was the perfect image. But, since in his opinion he was so clever, he had a back up plan. Ailee. He'd seen her around the castle, watched her fade away into the forest, stared at her as she walked down the path leading to the castle, tried to follow her to Gilan's cabin, rode down the same path she had with hope that he might find her, and tried to sneak into her room to surprise her. He was a stalker.
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Gabriella entered her bathroom, spat and rinsed out her mouth. She had kissed him. Entering her bedchamber, she flung herself onto her bed and cried. 'Why him? Why? Why not Gilan? Him, of all people! I have to be engaged to him. Damn him to the deepest corner of hell!' Since she had first laid eyes on Gilan, she had found herself in the inescapable void of love. She hated Ailee and the cook, whatever her name was. Jenny, that was it. Gabriella cursed Aaron repeatedly, screaming and crying. The idiot still had not returned with Lady Pauline's advice on whether to wear a veil or a tiara. She elegantly gathered her skirts, washed away her tears, and stalked outside.
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'Wait, why are you going after Slagor II and Foldar again?' Will asked, confused out of his mind.
Casca'de sighed, her patience wearing thin. That was the fourteenth time he'd asked. 'Gilan convinced me that I wouldn't be wasting my time if I followed him.' Will gave her yet another confused look. She bit her lip and silently counted to four hundred, then continued. 'I needed a purpose when we first met.'
'Oh. I see.' Will said, then stayed silent for a while. 'What exactly do you mean again?'
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'Go forward you stupid old nag!' Erak shouted, his frustration beginning to take over. He hit the horse's rump to force the creature forward. 'NO!! NOT LEFT! FORWARD!!' The horse looked at him, then turned around and started walking back to where they had come from.
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Many falls and curses later, the Oberjarl and his 'little demon of an animal' reached Wolfwind.
'Gorlog's beard, you're here! Took you long enough!' Svengal greeted his leader with a yell.
'I am not taking this thing with us.' Erak said, gesturing to the horse. The horse seemed to take offense, and with a whinny brought up its left hind leg and kicked the Oberjarl in the knee. Svengal tried to stifle the laughter he felt, but he couldn't help himself. Erak glared at him.
'Oh go ahead and laugh while I set the little horsie on you then!' Svengal shut up in a hurry.
'Anyways, we need to reach the coast of Skorjihl and ambush Slagor II.' Svengal explained. 'Easy and simple. And we can say hello to Will and his friends.'
'Hmm... yes, I think so. But let's pay Halt and Will a visit first, see what exactly's going on.'
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George grumbled and squirmed in one of the cells located beneath the deck of Wolfdeath.
'Quit squirming and shut up already!' Foldar yelled.
'Your fault you want him alive.' Slagor II told Foldar, then turned to George. 'If you don't shut up and be good we'll through you into the sea!'
George stopped squirming.
Sorry it's a short chapter, but you've got to make way for the longer ones! REVIEW!! Please review!