Coke
Duke Baird and Neal looked at each other. From the way Neal shrugged, it was obvious they were having a mind-to-mind conversation. " My father can ease the pain but he can't stop it from getting to others. " Kel opened her door and dropped onto her bed. She grabbed her soft blanked and clutched it to her throat. Duke Baird's warm hand held her throat. His magic flowed to her stomach and neck. Calming them down just enough to make Kel yawn. " Drink alot of juice and don't talk too much. I'll send someone to give you the vile-tasting soup. " He laughed and left Neal to Kel. He reached for her hand and grasped it, tenderly. After a long while, " I want to give you something. " he said. Mysteries. Intrigruing, except when I can never find the answer. She turned over and to find a bracelet in her palm. It was amethyst-colored. The diamond-shaped amethyst, she meant. The string was invisible but she could feel it, there. It was expensive. Very. She wondered where Neal got it. " This is for me, " she breathed. " I can't. I mean - I'm not supposed to take something that seems to have such sentimental value. " He nodded gravely and turned away. " Before Grandfather Emry died, he gave this to me. His best friend was going to give it to his Lady but... he died in a war. Grandfather said that there was so much love in it, that the Lady should have felt it. Except the Lady died... Waiting. Grandfather also said that if I find the right girl. That I must give it to her. " " I did feel the love in it, " she coughed. Also, feeling stupid. In the midst of such a moment she had a flu. The pain in her stomach, still hurting. " I I'm going to sleep now. Sorry, honey. " He rubbed her warm hand and left. Sure that he loved her. And she loved him. NEALLL!! " she screamed. It was a horrible nightmare. Neal was thrown off a cliff and she couldn't help him, all because of her stupid fear of heights. " Duke Baird's right, " a familiar all knowing voice was acknowledged. " You've got all the symptons. Deliriousness, stomach groaning * Okay, I sorta had a cold when I wrote this. So I included it. If they symptoms are wrong, you can always blame me. * Kel turned to fine a disgustingly, cheerful, Lalasa. She was holding a cup with some weird colored water. * " Drink it my lady, " she insisted. Thrusting it into her hands. " It'll help. " The sweet water - Ohmygosh it's not vile - went down her throat. " Are they still here? Is Neal still here? " " No. Sorry, my lady. " The moment Lalasa turned around, Kel raced out the door. She was going to kill Vinson. And no one was going to stop her. Note: The sweet water is called Coke. See, people. Now you know why Duke Baird couldn't cure her. If you have one e-mail me. Thanks, guys.
And another note *hehehe* I need some ideas for the next chapter of outcry. I know what's going to happen but any catchy opening sentences?