[Tortall] The Chosen, 35/35 [Alex/Alanna, AU]
The Chosen [35/35]
[Tortall AU] Alex/Alanna, Thom/OC
It was with the fading light of the summer evening that the bustling village greeted its newest arrivals. The four horses picked their way through the crowd, somehow managing not to step on anybody as they delivered their riders safely to the gates of the Feif. ‘We’ll stay here for the night,’ the group’s leader said, turning in the saddle to face her companions, ‘and continue on to Corus in the morning, if that’s alright with you, Thayet?’
Thayet nodded, dismounting gracefully. Her eyes danced as she said, ‘And of course, this stop is only out of necessity, and you have no ulterior motives.’
‘Of course,’ Alanna replied, slipping out of her saddle and gesturing for Buri and Artos to do the same. She turned away from them to ring the bell that would call the gatekeeper, and didn’t see the amused look that her friends shared at her answer.
After two rings, the gatekeeper appeared, and started at the sight of her. ‘My lady,’ he said with no small amount of surprise as he gave her a once-over and frowned at the dirt from the road that covered her clothes and face. ‘Why did you not send a messenger ahead? A servant would have prepared baths for you, and for your... guests.’
She grinned. ‘Is Sir Alexander here?’ she asked. ‘And Lord Arthur? We wanted to surprise them.’
‘... You wanted to surprise them,’ Buri corrected quietly, and Thayet raised a hand to cover her laugh.
‘My lord and Sir Alexander are both at home,’ he told her, and called a servant to take their horses as they slipped inside through the barely-open gate.
And Alanna looked up at the building and smiled, because for the first time in all her eighteen years, returning to Tirragen - where Alex and Lord Arthur and her future were all waiting for her - felt a lot like coming home.
THE END.
[Tortall AU] Alex/Alanna, Thom/OC
It was with the fading light of the summer evening that the bustling village greeted its newest arrivals. The four horses picked their way through the crowd, somehow managing not to step on anybody as they delivered their riders safely to the gates of the Feif. ‘We’ll stay here for the night,’ the group’s leader said, turning in the saddle to face her companions, ‘and continue on to Corus in the morning, if that’s alright with you, Thayet?’
Thayet nodded, dismounting gracefully. Her eyes danced as she said, ‘And of course, this stop is only out of necessity, and you have no ulterior motives.’
‘Of course,’ Alanna replied, slipping out of her saddle and gesturing for Buri and Artos to do the same. She turned away from them to ring the bell that would call the gatekeeper, and didn’t see the amused look that her friends shared at her answer.
After two rings, the gatekeeper appeared, and started at the sight of her. ‘My lady,’ he said with no small amount of surprise as he gave her a once-over and frowned at the dirt from the road that covered her clothes and face. ‘Why did you not send a messenger ahead? A servant would have prepared baths for you, and for your... guests.’
She grinned. ‘Is Sir Alexander here?’ she asked. ‘And Lord Arthur? We wanted to surprise them.’
‘... You wanted to surprise them,’ Buri corrected quietly, and Thayet raised a hand to cover her laugh.
‘My lord and Sir Alexander are both at home,’ he told her, and called a servant to take their horses as they slipped inside through the barely-open gate.
And Alanna looked up at the building and smiled, because for the first time in all her eighteen years, returning to Tirragen - where Alex and Lord Arthur and her future were all waiting for her - felt a lot like coming home.
THE END.