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"Hullo, Kel," Sir Faleron of King's Reach said in a low tone as to not attract undue attention. He rubbed his nose in discomfort. How could his father ever have thought this was a good idea? It was Kel. Kel! He wanted to vaporize where he sat, but had to settle for rubbing the back of his neck instead.
"Hello." Sir Keladry of Mindelan, or Kel (to her friends), sat opposite to him; her face, an exemplary Yamani calm despite the absurdity of the situation.
"I understand that Sir Keladry does not have a dower due the investment into her knighthood. We of King's Reach count this as no loss. King's Reach is a prosperous fief and does not require a dowery. However, due to her training as a Knight, Sir Keladry knows or will acquire knowledge of management, logistics and supply, command: all things that should be of upmost value to an heir and future Lord. Further her title of the Protector of the Small will add to the King's Reach name. Thus, I am most interested in this match." The current Lord of King's Reach, Faleron's father, was a most practical man, cutting straight to business. "We of King's Reach wish to formally open discussions with the Mindelan family for the betrothal of Sir Faleron of King's Reach, heir apparent, and Lady Knight Keladry of Mindelan."
Noting the slight flush in her son's cheeks, the Lady of King's Reach observed the room as the meeting continued, congratulating herself on her absolute and total success. From the start of her eldest son's third year as a page, his letters were peppered with stories of that remarkable Mindelan girl.
Mama, you wouldn't believe it, the rumors were true. A girl entered page training. Oh, and I am cousin Merric's sponsor, he's well…
Mama, my studies are well enough, but without Kel's help, I'd never survive mathematics class...
Mama, Kel taught me something today. I know I always said that I'd do you proud when I inherited, but I was wrong to think in such manner, Mama. Even now as a page, and when I am a squire and a knight and Lord of King's Reach, I will always act with integrity and honor as according to the most ancient laws of chivalry. I will do my duty. I will make you and papa proud.
Mama! You wouldn't believe it! My Lord Wyldon permitted Kel to stay!
Mama, I was so angry today! A certain page of little honor implied certain things upon Kel's virtue…
Mama, Kel saved my life today…
Mama, Kel's
Mama, I broke my vows to the crown. I went against orders, but I'd do it again, for the people, for Kel…
Perhaps her son's letters were not peppered with news of Keladry, so much as filled to the brim with news of her, she mused as the meeting came to a close. Either way, this Kel, her dear son's Kel, was good for him, made him mature.
"—You are most generous, my Lord." Baron Piers replied in an even diplomatic tone.
"Do not reply right away. As a father of married daughters, I understand that such proposals require time and consideration. Please take your time." The Lord smiled concluding the meeting. His wife glowed, exuding smugness of a mother ensuring her firstborn's happiness. Yes, her son mentioned nothing of love nor implied nothing beyond friendship with the girl. But the Lady knew. A mother always knew.
