Pierce, Tamora - The Song Of The Lioness Quartet 03 - Alanna by Pierce Tamora

Author:Pierce, Tamora [Pierce, Tamora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-08-15T16:19:47+00:00

"I do!" she whispered fiercely. "I do! But-" What he had said-the resentment in his voice-worried her. And how could she explain that it was wonderful not to have to trouble herself over Court plots and plotters? Not to have to watch how she acted or what she said, apart from not offending her new tribe? For the first time she could be fully and completely Alanna; she was still learning just who "Alanna" was.

"Marry me, sweet one," he whispered. "I love you. I want you for my wife."

It was too much, all at once. "Let me think about it," she begged. "I do love you, Jon. I just need time."

"All right." His voice sounded amused. As they went to sleep, Alanna wondered, Just what is so As usual, she rose with the dawn. Jon continued to sleep. She dressed quietly and went into the temple portion of her tent.

Myles was already there, looking as fresh as he ever did in the morning. Alanna hugged her old friend tightly, and together they walked out into the sunlight. She showed him the village, even taking him up to the hill where she had faced the hillmen with her apprentices, and where Ishak had met his doom. She said nothing about Jonathan's proposal, half-hoping that if no one mentioned it, Jon might reconsider.

"Why did you come?" she asked as they climbed down the hill.

"I thought it might be better for Jonathan if someone bore him company."

"You're always so sensible." Alanna grinned. She waved to Mari, who was opening the sides of her tent to the morning air. "Mari Fahrar," she explained to Myles. "She's the best weaver in the tribe. She's teaching me."

Myles chuckled, his green-brown eyes dancing with amusement. "Women's work, Sir Knight?"

Alanna blushed deeply. "I don't want to be ignorant."

Myles hugged her around the shoulders.

"You're brave, to admit you don't know everything and then do something about it."

"That's all very well, but I'm a terrible weaver."

"I am told practice helps," he said, his eyes still amused. "Alanna, I actually came here for two reasons."

"Oh? You're keeping Jon company-what's the second one?"

Myles tugged his beard thoughtfully. "I've been thinking about your situation, now that Thorn is at Court and you are roaming." He put his hand on her shoulders. "I believe you know I have always been very fond of you."

She smiled. "You're the only one I know who's forgiven me for lying about what I really am."

"I knew long before you told me, remember. Listen to me now. Thorn lives well at Court-"

"He's entitled," Alanna pointed out, bristling in her brother's defense. "He is the Lord of Trebond. He lived like a priest for years."

"I don't question his right to do so. I am concerned about you. If you continue to travel, you will need funds, to stay at inns, to give bribes-don't frown. Some nations use the bribe to support the national treasury. Now, consider my problem: I'm not getting any younger; I'm unwed and unsociable. It's not likely that I shall marry and have children.

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