~*~*~*~*Everything's Okay in the End*~*~*~*~
By Eve Gryffindor
Disclaimer: all characters belong to She-Whom-We-Worship, a.k.a. Tamora Pierce, except for Kathryn the heiress, Fae, and Kathryn's mother Danelle, they're mine.
A/N: this story is going to change POVs. At the moment, it's in Cleon's POV, but is will jump to Kel's, Kathryn's, even Neal's. So, bare with me! Also, I LOVE Cleon! And although he's got to marry the heiress I'm not gonna make her a bitch like most fics. You'll find out why later. ;) oh, and YES I have read LK and I know this doesn't happen, but this is what SHOULD have happened!!!!!!!!!
Prologue: Kel and co. are at the Palace for Midwinter and Cleon has recently received note from his mother that he is to be at Kennan in two months for his wedding. Our story starts when Cleon is telling Kel the bad news.
Cleon read the letter for the twelfth time. It was too soon! Wasn't it? Kathryn was barely seventeen years old, not even done with her schooling; surly the wedding couldn't be in /two/ months! Cleon sighed. He had to tell Kel. . .she deserved to know, as much as it was going to hurt them both. /Damnit!/ Cleon thought furiously. He had not seen this Kathryn-the heiress- since he was a young boy. How old had he been? Ten? Eleven at the most? He barely remembered her name, let alone what she was like. Then again, surely a decade would change a person.
Cleon sighed again and left the room in search of Kel. He found her on the practice courts, swinging her glaive elegantly; not missing a beat of the elaborate pattern dance. /She's magnificent. . / Cleon thought sadly. Then suddenly he was angry. /It's all his fault!/ Cleon thought grimly back to the untimely death of his father. Had his father not gotten drunk that night and tried to ride home on a wild horse, Cleon wouldn't have been standing here now, about to tell the woman he loved with all his heart that he had to marry someone else. Had his father not made bad decisions, he would be alive, Kennan would not be in tremendous debt, and Cleon would be free to marry Kel. When she was ready of course. Who was he kidding-when /he/ was ready! Cleon had only been a knight for barely three years. He'd been up north, battling with Scanrans and teaching local boys how to defend themselves. He was hardly ready to settle down and have a family.
He watched Kel for a few moments longer until he realized she was waving to him. "Cleon!" she called smiling. She ran up to him and hugged him fiercely. He hugged her back, never wanting to let go, never it to end. He kissed her warmly, one that she returned just as warmly. (The practice courts had emptied out quite some time ago.) Finally they came up for air. Kel was smiling beautifully, and panting a little. Cleon cupped her cheek in one of his wonderfully large hands. There was something in his eyes that told her this was important. "Something on your mind?" she asked him.
Cleon nodded gravely. He cleared his suddenly dry throat. "I got a letter from Mother today," he said.
"Oh?" Kel breathed.
Cleon continued, "I'm expected at Kennan in no more than two months. For my. . ." he trailed off, not able to say it. He didn't have to. Kel nodded, understanding. Her vision blurred. Was she crying? She wasn't sure until Cleon kissed away a tear that silently streamed down her face. Kel bit her lips together, for she knew there was nothing to say. What could be done? Cleon's family needed the money that this marriage would produce- desperately. She didn't realize until later that night that Cleon hugged her tightly to his chest and she cried steadily. Nor did she notice, that he too, was crying.
A/N: yes, okay I know.not very Kel-ish or Cleon-ish, but it's MY story! :P anyway, that's the first chapter. I appreciate ratings! Plus I want at LEAST 5-10 before I put up the next chapter. And I know that chapter is pretty short but. . .meh. . .oh well. Get over it! Hehe. Oh, and if you feel the need to flame me go ahead, but all it's gonna do is make me laugh..and you'd be wasting your time.
Disclaimer: all characters belong to She-Whom-We-Worship, a.k.a. Tamora Pierce, except for Kathryn the heiress, Fae, and Kathryn's mother Danelle, they're mine.
A/N: this story is going to change POVs. At the moment, it's in Cleon's POV, but is will jump to Kel's, Kathryn's, even Neal's. So, bare with me! Also, I LOVE Cleon! And although he's got to marry the heiress I'm not gonna make her a bitch like most fics. You'll find out why later. ;) oh, and YES I have read LK and I know this doesn't happen, but this is what SHOULD have happened!!!!!!!!!
Prologue: Kel and co. are at the Palace for Midwinter and Cleon has recently received note from his mother that he is to be at Kennan in two months for his wedding. Our story starts when Cleon is telling Kel the bad news.
Cleon read the letter for the twelfth time. It was too soon! Wasn't it? Kathryn was barely seventeen years old, not even done with her schooling; surly the wedding couldn't be in /two/ months! Cleon sighed. He had to tell Kel. . .she deserved to know, as much as it was going to hurt them both. /Damnit!/ Cleon thought furiously. He had not seen this Kathryn-the heiress- since he was a young boy. How old had he been? Ten? Eleven at the most? He barely remembered her name, let alone what she was like. Then again, surely a decade would change a person.
Cleon sighed again and left the room in search of Kel. He found her on the practice courts, swinging her glaive elegantly; not missing a beat of the elaborate pattern dance. /She's magnificent. . / Cleon thought sadly. Then suddenly he was angry. /It's all his fault!/ Cleon thought grimly back to the untimely death of his father. Had his father not gotten drunk that night and tried to ride home on a wild horse, Cleon wouldn't have been standing here now, about to tell the woman he loved with all his heart that he had to marry someone else. Had his father not made bad decisions, he would be alive, Kennan would not be in tremendous debt, and Cleon would be free to marry Kel. When she was ready of course. Who was he kidding-when /he/ was ready! Cleon had only been a knight for barely three years. He'd been up north, battling with Scanrans and teaching local boys how to defend themselves. He was hardly ready to settle down and have a family.
He watched Kel for a few moments longer until he realized she was waving to him. "Cleon!" she called smiling. She ran up to him and hugged him fiercely. He hugged her back, never wanting to let go, never it to end. He kissed her warmly, one that she returned just as warmly. (The practice courts had emptied out quite some time ago.) Finally they came up for air. Kel was smiling beautifully, and panting a little. Cleon cupped her cheek in one of his wonderfully large hands. There was something in his eyes that told her this was important. "Something on your mind?" she asked him.
Cleon nodded gravely. He cleared his suddenly dry throat. "I got a letter from Mother today," he said.
"Oh?" Kel breathed.
Cleon continued, "I'm expected at Kennan in no more than two months. For my. . ." he trailed off, not able to say it. He didn't have to. Kel nodded, understanding. Her vision blurred. Was she crying? She wasn't sure until Cleon kissed away a tear that silently streamed down her face. Kel bit her lips together, for she knew there was nothing to say. What could be done? Cleon's family needed the money that this marriage would produce- desperately. She didn't realize until later that night that Cleon hugged her tightly to his chest and she cried steadily. Nor did she notice, that he too, was crying.
A/N: yes, okay I know.not very Kel-ish or Cleon-ish, but it's MY story! :P anyway, that's the first chapter. I appreciate ratings! Plus I want at LEAST 5-10 before I put up the next chapter. And I know that chapter is pretty short but. . .meh. . .oh well. Get over it! Hehe. Oh, and if you feel the need to flame me go ahead, but all it's gonna do is make me laugh..and you'd be wasting your time.