Nealen of Queenscove sat in his and Yuki's shared rooms in the palace. He watched her scowling as she sowed one of his tunics that had ripped.

She said without glancing up, "What it the matter Neal?! You've been like that for the last half an hour!"

"It's Kel and Dom!" he shouted, "they walk around each other, they talk about random conversation. They pretend to be just friends!"

Yuki smiled and said, "I thought they were just friends."

Neal gave her a long look and said, "Yuki, you know as well as I do about what I mean. I know that they both have extremely strong feelings for each other. Well, I man they haven't told me but it is obvious!"

Yuki laughed before replying, "Of course it is my love." She put her sowing aside, stood up and walked over to him. "We just need to figure out a way to get them to realise that they love the other one."

Neal groaned and said, "Yes, but how? There is no poss-" Neal stopped mid-sentence with a grin plastered on his face.

Yuki sighed and said, "So?"

Neal laughed and replied, "I have a plan. It is an ingenious plan that shows my geniousness. There is no way it could fail."

Yuki grinned and said, "That's great Neal! And guess what, I've got a better one."

Yuki began to tell her husband exactly what her plan was and as she did it Neal began to realise with a certain amount of pride just how cunning his wife was.

Keladry of Mindelan spun around doing her glaive pattern. Any observers watching would have simply said she was just a blur. However she was the sole person in the practise courts – or so she thought.

Domitan of Masbolle stood a while off watching Kel's every move. She was so beautiful, no matter what she was doing but especially so when she was fighting. With a certain resignation however he admitted to himself that she would never be his. Never belong in his arms. He would never feel her lips on his own. Never feel her hands running over his back. 'Stop it!' Dom thought. She would never feel that way so don't think about it.

Sadly he turned and dragged himself back to his rooms.

Kel stepped out of her bath and proceeded to get dressed. Her clothes were loose-fitting and casual. She turned around to brush her hair but froze when she saw a note stuck to her mirror.

Gently she pulled it off and read it. With a gasp she dropped the note and ran out of her rooms grabbing her glaive on the way out.

Meanwhile a certain blue-eyed sergeant of the King's Own was in his own rooms. He turned to find the same letter stuck to his wall. After reading it, Dom ran out of the room carrying his sword tightly in his right hand.

Ohhhh! What does the note say! I think I know but I'm not sure yet. Please review – compliments, suggestions, or criticism.