Chapter 7 The Aftermath
A/N: sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been busy doing other things… and I have had the worse case of writers block… anyway enjoy the next chapter.
Alanna stormed back into the Ballroom, still fuming. She quickly found Adela and told her that she was going to bed and not to disturb her. With that settled Alanna turned on her heel and marched out of the Ballroom, turning peoples head's in the process, bur she didn't care. Once she had reached the safety of her room she ripped off her dress, threw it into a chest at the end of her bed and slashed water over her face to wash off the cosmetics she was wearing, before collapsing on her bed in tears. He didn't care about her. He saw her as Alan and always would. It wasn't fair, the one time she had decided that she would become the lady that she was, she was told she looked nice. All Alanna had wanted to hear was that Jonathan thought that she was beautiful. Or at least see that she was a woman not one of the boys. That had been the whole plan, to get Jonathan's attention by dressing up as a girl and it had failed horribly. Alanna shoved her face into her pillow and cried harder.
Jon entered the ballroom to find that the ball was now in full swing. Everyone was dancing, talking and having fun. Jon looked around hoping to find Alanna somewhere in the crowd, however she was nowhere to be seen. Instead Jon found Gary and pulled him aside.
"Gary, have you seen Lady Alanna?" Jon asked desperately hoping he had.
"Uh…the red head girl you were with earlier?" Gary asked as Jon nodded. "Yeah she came in all upset and stormed off probably up to her rooms. Why do you want to know? What did you do?"
"Thanks Gary!" Jon called as he walked across the ballroom. He was ten paces from the door when Adela stepped out in front of him, stopping him in his tracks.
"What did you do to Alanna?" she demanded.
"I didn't do anything! I told her she looked nice and she went off at me. Now if you will excuse me I am off to sort things out with my Sq- with Alanna." Jon snapped before walking around her and walking out the door.
Few minutes later Jon found himself pacing outside Alanna's connecting door, unsure whether or not to enter. He didn't want to piss her off anymore than he had already had today. He knocked lightly on the door.
"Who is it?" Alanna called.
"It's Jonathan. Please let me in I want to talk." He pleaded.
"Go away, I don't want to see you." Alanna shouted. Jonathan sighed he was afraid that she would say that. He stood there for a few moments thinking.
"You're going to have to talk to me some day, why not now? Alanna please just talk to me, I'm sorry." He pleaded, desperate to get her to talk to him. After a few minutes silence, the door opened slightly and Jon caught a glimpse of a tear stained face.
"For the last time go away and leave me alone, I don't want to talk to you. I don't have to talk to you ever again. Now leave me alone!" she shouted before slamming the door again and locking it. Jon threw himself onto his bed, tears burning his eyes. Alanna was obviously mad at him, but he couldn't fully understand why. All he had said was that she looked nice. There was nothing wrong with looking nice. Jon didn't understand why Alanna had acted the way she did, in fact, he still had no idea as to why she had even come to the ball dressed up as a lady. He had always thought that Alanna had detested being a female. Alanna of Trebond was a puzzle to him. She was a puzzle that he could not work out no matter how hard he tried. He closed his eyes and slowly let himself fall into an uneasy sleep.
Meanwhile in the room next door, Alanna had changed into her breeches and had put on the tunic that Jon had given to her, made especially for the ball that night, Alanna did not particularly want to go back into the ball, but she needed to talk to Adela and there was no way she would go back in there dressed up as Alanna. Alanna quietly slipped out of her room, praying that Jonathan was still in his rooms. She had no desire to talk to him now or ever again. As she approached the ballroom she took a deep breath and entered through the door. However before she even had the chance to look around for Adela, Gary was standing in front of her, puzzled look on his face and his arms crossed.
"Alan where have you been? I have not seen you all night." Gary said as Alanna struggled to think up an excuse.
"I was…umm out running an errand." She told Gary hopping that he would believe her.
"Oh okay. Have you seen Jonathan anywhere? I need to talk to him." Gary asked. Alanna shook her head and excused herself as she had just spotted Adela. Alanna quickly walked over to her and pulled her aside.
"What's wrong?" Adela asked upon seeing Alanna's face.
"I won't tell you here, can we go back to your rooms?" Alanna asked while Adela nodded.
Once they were in the safety of Adela's rooms Alanna dived into the whole story of what had occurred between herself and the Prince. She told Adela how Jon had called her nice, how she didn't believe that Jonathan was ever going to look at her as a girl and how she planned to never speak to him again because of it. Adela sat quietly and let the girl rant and rave, untill Alanna gave her time to voice her opinions.
"Personally I think that you are over reacting. It really isn't that bad. He did notice that you were a girl, or he wouldn't have bothered coming over to you and take you outside." Adela stated reasonably.
"Yeah but he went off at me telling me that I shouldn't have gone as Alanna because it was suspicious that Alanna was there but squire Alan was missing. He obviously likes me better as a boy than he ever will as a girl." Alanna said.
"And you are choosing to ignore him because of that?" Adela asked slightly annoyed as Alanna nodded.
"From now on I am Alan, I am a boy and I am the Prince's squire. There is no Alanna and there will never be!" Alanna said. "I'm going to bed." And with that she turned on her heel and headed back to her rooms.
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