Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, they belong to Tamora Pierce The only thing I own is a stuffed penguin named Waddles, and he was a Christmas gift.
A/N: I will be trying to post every weekend. That is the only time I have access to a computer without a babysitter program which blocks this site. That is the hope. If I miss a weekend I will try for two posting on the next one.I will not be post this weekend because I am moving. So here is this weekends chapter, I will be able to post next weekend, or just before.
Also I need a beta, but not for spelling and grammer. I need someone who can help me make sure that the characters "sound" like themselves. So something said by Sandry, is something she would say instead of what Tris, or Briar would say. If your interested let me know. Thanks!
Chapter 3
Rosethorn looked around the kitchen of Discipline and signed. She turns to Lark, the other mage in charge of Discipline Cottage.
"We need a bigger kitchen. You can't fit nine people in here, it is just too small.
"Maybe we should set some chairs out in the garden then we co…"
"WE ARE NOT HAVING NINE PEOPLE IN MY GARDEN!!"
"Ok, calm down. It was just a suggestion."
"Do not joke about my garden, please.
Just then Sandry Briar, Daja, Niko and Frostpine showed up at the door. Briar took one look at his former teacher's face and he turned to Lark.
"You made a joke about her garden, didn't you?"
"Yes, steam came out of her ears."
Rosethorn turned any from them both, grumbling about students with no respect and housemates who thought they were funny.
"IS everyone here?"
The group turned to the door and saw Tris standing in the door.
"NO we're waiting for His Grace. Does this mean that you're going home?
"That's not my home any more, if it ever was. My home is here. But yes I will be returning to Ninver."
"Good. Your parents need to know that they were wrong."
"It is good to see you Your Grace. You look well."
The Duke came walked into the kitchen and took a seat at the table. He was an older man, with little jewels to show his rank but he wore the authority of his station, as Emelan's ruler, like a cloak.
"It is good that you agree, because I was hoping to not go alone. I know that we've only been back for a few months"
She looked at Sandry, Briar and Daja. They looked at each other and smiled. Tris knew that look; it was not a good look.
"Of course we're coming. We always planned to come. We had been thinking of kidnapping you, but thankfully we don't have too. It would be painful. Too much lightning."
"Lightning would not have been your only problem."
Briar and Daja grinned.
"You can all go. Daja I can look after your forge. Rosethorn, Briar can bring the plants not coming with him here right?"
"Of course."
"And I'm sure that His Grace's household could take up Sandry's jobs for a while."
"They can, they did them for many years. It will keep them on there toes."
"No how long would you be gone?"
"It is a four to five month journey there, and the same coming back. Maybe a month or two there. So a year, maybe less."
"Great. When do we leave?"
"It will take some time to get everything in order. A month at the earliest."
A month-and-a-half. I can't leave until after Evy's birthday, I promised I would be there."
"Sandry, Daj' is that good for you?"
"Yes that will work."
"Yes, the Traders will have gone by then."
"Great, we leave in a month-and-a-half."