Post by wordy on May 29, 2013 15:19:44 GMT 10
Title: Magic
Rating: G
Word Count: 235
Pairing: Alanna/Jonathan
Round/Fight: 3A
Summary: Enter the duke.
A/N: AU. Part of my Duplicity series: Alanna goes to the convent…until Thom begs her to swap places with him. Pretending to be a boy is difficult enough, but pretending to be her brother? A whole ‘nother story.
“I thought you’d be pleased,” said Jonathan.
They were in Thom’s room, just before lights-out. His entire afternoon had been taken up with showing his uncle around the palace; every time he had made to leave, another question had popped into his head, and Roger had been happy to tell him stories of the lands he had visited and the magics he had discovered there.
Thom looked like he was trying very hard not to cross his arms or pout. “I am,” he said, sounding anything but.
“Roger has so much that he can teach us,” Jon said, hesitant at Thom’s sudden mood. “I thought the Gift was more important to you than anything—you were always looking up odd things in the library, and remember I caught you using it in the stables that time.”
Thom looked stricken for a moment, but only shook his head.
The silence between them stretched on, and finally Jon turned to leave, closing the door a little too firmly behind him. He had hoped that learning more about their Gifts would give them something to bond over, but now he wondered if it had all been in his mind. He was pressing Thom too hard; a forced friendship was no good to either of them.
Sighing, Jon began the lonely walk back to his room. Whatever this was, it would have to wait until morning to be fixed.
Rating: G
Word Count: 235
Pairing: Alanna/Jonathan
Round/Fight: 3A
Summary: Enter the duke.
A/N: AU. Part of my Duplicity series: Alanna goes to the convent…until Thom begs her to swap places with him. Pretending to be a boy is difficult enough, but pretending to be her brother? A whole ‘nother story.
“I thought you’d be pleased,” said Jonathan.
They were in Thom’s room, just before lights-out. His entire afternoon had been taken up with showing his uncle around the palace; every time he had made to leave, another question had popped into his head, and Roger had been happy to tell him stories of the lands he had visited and the magics he had discovered there.
Thom looked like he was trying very hard not to cross his arms or pout. “I am,” he said, sounding anything but.
“Roger has so much that he can teach us,” Jon said, hesitant at Thom’s sudden mood. “I thought the Gift was more important to you than anything—you were always looking up odd things in the library, and remember I caught you using it in the stables that time.”
Thom looked stricken for a moment, but only shook his head.
The silence between them stretched on, and finally Jon turned to leave, closing the door a little too firmly behind him. He had hoped that learning more about their Gifts would give them something to bond over, but now he wondered if it had all been in his mind. He was pressing Thom too hard; a forced friendship was no good to either of them.
Sighing, Jon began the lonely walk back to his room. Whatever this was, it would have to wait until morning to be fixed.