Keladry of Mindelan raised an eyebrow as her new friends continued to
chitchat about the goings on at the palace. Boys boys boys, was that all
they ever talked about?
"I heard that Baron Stuart is having an affair with the serving wench at the local tavern!"
"Well the news is that Cleon of Kennan is some kind of sorcerer and cast a spell on some pretty lady."
That caught Kel's attention. Cleon, a sorcerer bewitching pretty girls? For what? This did not make sense. But no matter, Kel decided to sit and listen anyway. Picking her way over to a pillow cushion on the other side of the room, she sat. She cocked her head to the side and listened intently, but kept silent.
The topic soon changed to some other boy, and left Kel dazed and confused. Her eyelids began to droop as the girls rant and raved about new fashions, the latest gossip, and of course, boys. Suddenly a blonde haired girl named Kiari jumped up and started singing.
"Is it in his eyes? Oh no, that's not the place, and your not listening to all I say! If ya wanna know if he loves ya so, it's in his kiss!" she cried. The others soon joined her.
"That's where it is!"
That all sang a few more chords then moved on to another song, and began dancing around the room. They started lifting fabric and cloths of the bed and from the closets and whirling them around, still singing.
"STOP! In the name of love, before you break my heart!"
"Stop in the name of love, before you break her heart, think it o-whoa- ver!" they echoed. All this left Kel still sitting on her cushion stupefied. What on Earth were they doing? She leaped up and opened her mouth to tell them off and was suddenly swept off her feet and turned loose in the fray of flying cloths and singing girls.
~*~*~*~
Neal rubbed his sore neck with both hands as he walked up the hill towards the tents. He had just come from the training yard and hard practice. His whole body ached and all he could think about was a nice soft mattress. As he walked past one of the tents he thought he heard someone scream. It had not been very loud, and if he hadn't heard it, he didn't want to just walk in and disturb someone. Then another sound came again. Sounds like someone moaning in pain. The noise had come from the tent nearest him. Quickly he dashed up to it and drew the flap back.
Neal just stood there, his mouth open, eyes wide. The scene before him took away his breath. Suddenly he blushed and turned away. Three bare breasted girls pulled him into the tent by his shirt and threw him on a cushioned mattress.
"Welcome to the party," Kel said beside him. Her shirt had also gone missing, and Neal desperately searched the ceiling in hopes of finding it there. Before he knew what was happening he was swept into the dramatic scene of drunken girls singing at the top of their lungs. His shirt was soon discarded and he found himself having a joyous time. His muscles no longer ached, and he wished he could live like this forever.
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AN: Hehe, I was just gonna have this be a short stupid lil thing with girls singing about love but I dunno.. it might just become a story with a few reviews…
"I heard that Baron Stuart is having an affair with the serving wench at the local tavern!"
"Well the news is that Cleon of Kennan is some kind of sorcerer and cast a spell on some pretty lady."
That caught Kel's attention. Cleon, a sorcerer bewitching pretty girls? For what? This did not make sense. But no matter, Kel decided to sit and listen anyway. Picking her way over to a pillow cushion on the other side of the room, she sat. She cocked her head to the side and listened intently, but kept silent.
The topic soon changed to some other boy, and left Kel dazed and confused. Her eyelids began to droop as the girls rant and raved about new fashions, the latest gossip, and of course, boys. Suddenly a blonde haired girl named Kiari jumped up and started singing.
"Is it in his eyes? Oh no, that's not the place, and your not listening to all I say! If ya wanna know if he loves ya so, it's in his kiss!" she cried. The others soon joined her.
"That's where it is!"
That all sang a few more chords then moved on to another song, and began dancing around the room. They started lifting fabric and cloths of the bed and from the closets and whirling them around, still singing.
"STOP! In the name of love, before you break my heart!"
"Stop in the name of love, before you break her heart, think it o-whoa- ver!" they echoed. All this left Kel still sitting on her cushion stupefied. What on Earth were they doing? She leaped up and opened her mouth to tell them off and was suddenly swept off her feet and turned loose in the fray of flying cloths and singing girls.
~*~*~*~
Neal rubbed his sore neck with both hands as he walked up the hill towards the tents. He had just come from the training yard and hard practice. His whole body ached and all he could think about was a nice soft mattress. As he walked past one of the tents he thought he heard someone scream. It had not been very loud, and if he hadn't heard it, he didn't want to just walk in and disturb someone. Then another sound came again. Sounds like someone moaning in pain. The noise had come from the tent nearest him. Quickly he dashed up to it and drew the flap back.
Neal just stood there, his mouth open, eyes wide. The scene before him took away his breath. Suddenly he blushed and turned away. Three bare breasted girls pulled him into the tent by his shirt and threw him on a cushioned mattress.
"Welcome to the party," Kel said beside him. Her shirt had also gone missing, and Neal desperately searched the ceiling in hopes of finding it there. Before he knew what was happening he was swept into the dramatic scene of drunken girls singing at the top of their lungs. His shirt was soon discarded and he found himself having a joyous time. His muscles no longer ached, and he wished he could live like this forever.
~*~*~*~
AN: Hehe, I was just gonna have this be a short stupid lil thing with girls singing about love but I dunno.. it might just become a story with a few reviews…