Chapter 1

Kel sighed as she lay in bed listening to the sparrows wake, thinking about Neal. How she wished he would come back from fighting the war. Kel had been sent back from the war, being to injured to fight. She hoped Neal was all right. Kel couldn't bear the thought of him lying dead and cold in the middle of nowhere. She slowly got out of bed using the walking stick the palace healers had given her. Her ankle creaked and groaned. "Stupid ankle." She muttered under her breath. Kel hobbled down the stairs to the palace healers.

"Good news." The palace healer said, "You don't have to use the walking stick anymore." "Really???" Kel gasped "Your not saying this to get my hopes up?" "Your ankles as good as new." Said the cheerful healer. The day was finally getting better for Kel. Kel tried walking without the stick. She could walk in a perfectly straight line. She almost leapt down the stairs. Waiting at the bottom was the one she wanted most.

"Neal!!!!!!"