Just something I thought of randomly. Please keep an open mind to my first fanfic! :)
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Kel reclined against one of the palace walls facing the practice courts. Her fingers twitched slightly. She wasn't used to being still for very long any more.
Kel thought it would be nice to have a break away from New Hope for awhile, but it had only caused her to become very fidgety. But her cousin was being knighted and her mother was very hard to refuse.
But Kel was not completely idle; she was watching a certain newly-made squire practice his jousting skills. Kel watched as the boy pushed his mount forward, galloping toward the target. The boy hit the center of the target and galloped past, safe from the enormous sandbag.
Kel smiled. He had hit the target's center every time.
Kel went up to sit on the fence. The boy charged the quintain three more times before he noticed her.
"Very nice." Kel commented after the boy had bowed his head in her direction.
"Thank you, my lady." A look of confusion was evident on his face as he trotted up to where she was. Kel laughed internally, knowing the boy was trying to figure out who she was.
"Do you have a knight master?" Kel questioned, already knowing the answer.
She noticed the boy looked down at his horse's neck, unknowingly twisting the chestnut's mane between his fingers.
"No, not yet." The young squire said, somewhat embarrassed. Kel nodded. She admired how he had said "Not Yet.". Kel had dealt with too many pessimists that a little optimism went a long way with her.
She also understood his embarrassment. Most likely all his friends had found knight masters and he was left all alone to feel sorry for himself, or something along the lines of that. And to think, he probably had only been squired three months ago. Kel snorted, remembering when she was a newly-made squire and thinking about how much her life had changed since then.
"Well, I know that your talents do not end at jousting, do they?"
The boy shrugged. Kel laughed, thinking that modesty was another good characteristic.
"Well then, how would feel about being my squire?" Kel asked, inspecting the fence casually when secretly she was dreading his reaction.
She didn't expect the boy to gape and nearly fall out of the saddle.
"Why-when-how-what-who-you're a knight?" The young squire stammered out.
Kel could barely keep from laughing at his surprised expression.
"Yes I am, and have been for awhile. Lady Knight Keladry, and you are?" Kel asked, once again already knowing the answer.
"Gregory, Gregory of Kenan."
I know its super short but I really wanted to end the first chapter there. I was thinking of going on with a few more chapters about "adventures" the two will have, skipping parts in-between. Maybe next I'll write an awkward meeting between Kel and Cleon, hehe. Please comment! I really want to hear your thoughts! -ChaosIsBest