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This is thinking
This is Flashback
This is both
Keladry of Mindlan walked towards the conference room wondering why the king wanted to see her. Did I do something wrong? She hoped not.
Kel knocked on the solid oak door. "Come in," boomed a voice. She opened the door.
The King looked up, "Ah, Keladry, good you're here. Sit, sit." He gestured to a chair, Kel took it. It was next to a young Bazhir. "I presume you remember Zahir?"
"Yes, I remember, Sire." Kel said.
"Good. Zahir, Keladry. Now, to why I called you here. There is a problem at the Black City. We send people in, and they don't come back. We find some, but when we do, they're all skin and bones, the insides gone. I know what you're thinking, why send two Green Knights? Well, you are our best. You are both young, but have more experience than even our Lioness could hope for. You could die, but please, will you do it?" The King asked.
Both, Zahir and Kel could see the pleading in his eyes. They both nodded. "Good. You will leave in two days."
"Kel, look, I'm sorry, you know, about bullying you." Zahir said when they were outside the room "It's fine," Kel assured him. "See you tomorrow." He said. Then he leaned down and gently kissed her. "Bye." Kel said softly, with a smile.
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Kel's mind was buzzing, Zahir likes me? Zahir had confessed that he had had a crush on her since she was a Page—it was why he stopped fighting her.
Flashback
"Kel, I don't know if you feel the same way, but, well, I love you."
"But, Zahir, that's the strange thing, I do feel the same way."
"Do want to try it—see if it's real?"
"I—I don't know..."
Zahir cut her off. "Fine, meet me in the gardens tomorrow after Noon Bell."
End Flashback
This was going to be interesting.