This is a random idea I had last night. Bear with me.
I don't own anything!
Kel has been a knight for three years.
She is not married but is the commander of a squad of all of old year mates and friends.
Neal is not married either
Dear Keladry,
I am sorry to inform you but Mindelen is in desperate need of you.
I warn you you will not be pleased with the news I bear.
Please return soon for your home fief which is now emerged in poverty.
Your loving brother,
Anders of Mindelian
Kel sat on her bed thinking.
What did Anders mean?
One thing was certian though, she had to return immediantly back home.
Thank goodness she was on a break for two months.
Kel went about to start packing, her armor, glaive, knives, swords, and a million other things.
She went to her door. Opening it she gave a piercing whistle.
Immediately Owen, Seaver, Cleon, Merric, Faleron, Esmond, Dom, and finally Neal who came out yawning.
"What is is it now Kel?" Asked Neal.
"I've got packing to do. My father believes I am still a child and has ordered me to look at a new lady to court. " Neal rolled his eyes.
"Well I'm returning home on a emergency as well so... Dom your in charge." Kel said thoughtfully.
"Kel what's wrong?" asked Cleon.
"I don't know but I have to go."
With that she rounded out of her rooms with her bags and walked down the hall.
As she walked to the palace stables she thought, since when has Mindelian on poverty.
Shaking her head she arrived at the royal stables.
There she sadeled and mounted peachblossem.
With everything ready she said goodbye to Stefan and rode to mindelian.
Three days later
Kel arrived and went straight to her parents study.
Both her mother and father were there waiting for her.
"Kel sit down. I will tell you plain and staright."
Taking a deep breath her father said.
"You will have to have an o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o."
Then Kel fainted.
A week later
Kel walked into the ballroom in a long, white, plain, and beautiful gown.
Her family had been forced into poverty and Kel had no choice but to marry into a rich family.
So there she stood when someone put a hand on her shoulder.
Without thinking she grabbed the hand and bent the little finger up.
The hand was snatched away. "Geez, since when did court ladies injure positively hate me?" said a familiar voice.
Kel whirled around to see Neal clutching his injured finger.
"I am sorry to of frightened you, fair lady. I only wished to dance with a such a lady as yourself. Breathtakingly beautiful" said Neal oblivious to who Kel was.
Kel smiled. "Oh I'm dreadfully sorry! If you stick your head in the freezer for a while it will help take down the swelling, Meathead."
Neal stared in confusion until it hit him in the face.
Literately, Neal had still been looking at Kel in a lustful way when Kel slapped him for it.
Read and Reviw!