I have decided to do a series of one shots about different squires' vigils before their Ordeals. I will do anyone, except for Kel and Alanna, because we know exactly what happened for them. I am open for suggestions. It will be in first person, because it will be easier to express feelings.

First one: Neal: Duty

-Grace of Masbolle

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Duty.

That is why I sit here tonight, kneeling on the floor of the Chapel of the Ordeal, waiting the night out, for my Ordeal at dawn. I feel very afraid, knowing that the Chamber has killed squires, driven others mad. I worry that the next one will be me. What will I see when I stand in the Chamber? What visions will it show me? Will I be strong enough to face my fears, keep myself from screaming, and survive?

These questions haunt me for many minuets. I force myself to remember why I left the University to be a knight. It was my duty to the Crown. There had always been a Queenscove knight. Father had not wanted me to be a knight. My two older brothers, Kaylen and Miron had died in the Immortals war, Father was afraid that I too would die. But I am the heir, and I must be a knight.

I remember the road that has led me to this place, the Chapel of the Ordeal. The day I began my page training, the Great Examinations, The day Lady Alanna asked me to be her squire, and all the things I have learned from her. I hope they are not wasted.

Two moments stand out the most in my mind. The day I meet Kel, and the day Yuki walked into my life. Yuki is so amazing, and she captured my heart the instant I saw her. But, it took me some time to realize that I love her, not just how beautiful she is.

Thoughts of Yuki keep me occupied until a few hours before dawn. It is then my thoughts turn toward the future. There will be war with Scanra by summer. And if I survive the Ordeal and knighted, I will be in the thick of it.

Less than an hour before dawn I have made up my mind. I will tell Yuki how I feel about her after the Ordeal, if I survive it. I feel ready now, come what may. Calmness sinks into me, and I spend the last few minuets thinking about my friends and family.

The Mirthran priests touch my shoulder and nod toward the Chamber as the sun rises. I get to my feet, and walk inside.

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Tell me what you think. I am open to suggestions, and criticism.

If you wish to offer a suggestion, please tell me which character you want and some things that they should be thinking about during their vigil.

I am also looking for a beta, please let me know if you are interested.

-Grace