Kel goes to the Convent
Disclaimer: I own nothing. If I did, I wouldn't be broke like I am now. Well, actually, I guess I own the priestess.
Author's Note: This is my first story on fanfiction.net, so please be nice when you review. And I know the title sucks. If you have any suggestions, either put them in your reviews or e-mail me. My address is in my profile, just be sure to label your e-mail with something about the story so I don't delete it as junk mail.
Chapter One
Keladry of Mindelan sat looking at her embroidery with thoughts of disgust running through her mind.
Why did they make me come here? I could have been a knight.
She remembered back to the day that her parents, Ilane and Piers of Mindelan, told her she would be going to the City of the Gods to the Convent instead of going to the palace to be a knight.
"Kel, dear, we need to speak to you," her mother called.
Walking into her mother's sitting room, she bowed in Yamani style to her parents before taking the seat her mother offered her.
"Kel, we have decided that you will go to the City of the Gods to the Convent. We know it is not what you want, but it is what must happen. Our fief is in need of money and all we can hope is that you will become a fine, cultured young lady and marry into a wealthy family. You will leave tomorrow morning.", Her mother said as her father sat, looking silently at his folded hands.
Kel took all of this in without showing any of her raging emotions. Even though they had been back from the Yamani Islands for several months, her training still held true.
She looked at her parents and said calmly,
"That is not what I want. You are correct in that. But I understand the problems of our family and I will help if I can."
She stood and turned to leave.
"Kel," her father said, calling her back, "It won't be as bad as you think. You'll have plenty of opportunities to do knightly works after you leave the Convent. If you do not marry, you can always join the Queen's Riders or become one of the Queen's Ladies."
"Thank you, Papa. I'll remember that."
She smiles faintly and then left to pack.
That was five years ago. Now, at the age of fifteen, she was still at the Convent, waiting for her turn to go to Court.
Mithros, by the time I get to Court all of the decent men will be taken. Then I'll have to marry some stuffy, old baron with a fief in the middle of nowhere, she thought.
She stitched absentmindedly at her embroidery, not noticing her thread tangling.
I could always join the Queen's Riders. They get to do all sorts of knightly things and have great adventures.
Then she remembered that she probably would marry because she had grown into quite a beauty.
She had a sweet, but stubborn face with a dreamer's hazel eyes and full, red lips. Her honey-brown hair, which she had always kept short as a child, had now grown to hang wispily at her waist. She liked to wear it down, so it swished when she walked, or pulled back into a horsetail when she didn't want to take the time to brush it out and arrange it.
She had come to favor emerald, sapphire, and amethyst gowns, but only dressed up in silk and jewels when the occasion called for formal dress. She much preferred her simple wool or linen gowns in her three favorite colors.
As she realized the knot in her thread, the head priestess walked into the classroom where Kel sat.
"Lady Keladry of Mindelan, please come with me."
Kel stood and curtsied gracefully before following the priestess out of the room.
When they reached the priestess's study, she bade Kel to sit.
Kel did so, grateful to be away from her embroidery.
"Keladry, it has come time for you to be presented at Court. I feel that your continued presence here would be useless, for you have learned all we can teach you. Though some of it seems top be lost to you."
Kel smiled in spite of herself. She knew that she was horrible at embroidery and painting, and her poetry was utterly atrocious.
"So," the priestess continued, "you will be sent to Court tomorrow. May the Gods watch over you and bless you."
She waved her hand in dismissal. Kel rose and curtsied before leaving to go to her rooms.
She was finally leaving for Court.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. If I did, I wouldn't be broke like I am now. Well, actually, I guess I own the priestess.
Author's Note: This is my first story on fanfiction.net, so please be nice when you review. And I know the title sucks. If you have any suggestions, either put them in your reviews or e-mail me. My address is in my profile, just be sure to label your e-mail with something about the story so I don't delete it as junk mail.
Chapter One
Keladry of Mindelan sat looking at her embroidery with thoughts of disgust running through her mind.
Why did they make me come here? I could have been a knight.
She remembered back to the day that her parents, Ilane and Piers of Mindelan, told her she would be going to the City of the Gods to the Convent instead of going to the palace to be a knight.
"Kel, dear, we need to speak to you," her mother called.
Walking into her mother's sitting room, she bowed in Yamani style to her parents before taking the seat her mother offered her.
"Kel, we have decided that you will go to the City of the Gods to the Convent. We know it is not what you want, but it is what must happen. Our fief is in need of money and all we can hope is that you will become a fine, cultured young lady and marry into a wealthy family. You will leave tomorrow morning.", Her mother said as her father sat, looking silently at his folded hands.
Kel took all of this in without showing any of her raging emotions. Even though they had been back from the Yamani Islands for several months, her training still held true.
She looked at her parents and said calmly,
"That is not what I want. You are correct in that. But I understand the problems of our family and I will help if I can."
She stood and turned to leave.
"Kel," her father said, calling her back, "It won't be as bad as you think. You'll have plenty of opportunities to do knightly works after you leave the Convent. If you do not marry, you can always join the Queen's Riders or become one of the Queen's Ladies."
"Thank you, Papa. I'll remember that."
She smiles faintly and then left to pack.
That was five years ago. Now, at the age of fifteen, she was still at the Convent, waiting for her turn to go to Court.
Mithros, by the time I get to Court all of the decent men will be taken. Then I'll have to marry some stuffy, old baron with a fief in the middle of nowhere, she thought.
She stitched absentmindedly at her embroidery, not noticing her thread tangling.
I could always join the Queen's Riders. They get to do all sorts of knightly things and have great adventures.
Then she remembered that she probably would marry because she had grown into quite a beauty.
She had a sweet, but stubborn face with a dreamer's hazel eyes and full, red lips. Her honey-brown hair, which she had always kept short as a child, had now grown to hang wispily at her waist. She liked to wear it down, so it swished when she walked, or pulled back into a horsetail when she didn't want to take the time to brush it out and arrange it.
She had come to favor emerald, sapphire, and amethyst gowns, but only dressed up in silk and jewels when the occasion called for formal dress. She much preferred her simple wool or linen gowns in her three favorite colors.
As she realized the knot in her thread, the head priestess walked into the classroom where Kel sat.
"Lady Keladry of Mindelan, please come with me."
Kel stood and curtsied gracefully before following the priestess out of the room.
When they reached the priestess's study, she bade Kel to sit.
Kel did so, grateful to be away from her embroidery.
"Keladry, it has come time for you to be presented at Court. I feel that your continued presence here would be useless, for you have learned all we can teach you. Though some of it seems top be lost to you."
Kel smiled in spite of herself. She knew that she was horrible at embroidery and painting, and her poetry was utterly atrocious.
"So," the priestess continued, "you will be sent to Court tomorrow. May the Gods watch over you and bless you."
She waved her hand in dismissal. Kel rose and curtsied before leaving to go to her rooms.
She was finally leaving for Court.