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SUMMARY: "A mistake" is what he called it, "Never should have happened" what happened between keladry of mindelan and Domitan of Masbolle that they are unwilling to talk about? Why did he run and where is there to hide? Gotta face the truth sometime, no matter how unwilling you are to admit your feelings, sometimes there are people to do it for you..K/D!!!
**Ok guys this is my first Tamora pierce fic ever so be nice and tell me what you think! Is it ok or should I pile it on the scrap heap with my old orange balloon? Hehe I value your opinions so..please read and review!!!! Enjoy..**
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Carpe Dium.
By Strawberry_miow (Jen)
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Gentle morning sun brushed through the windows, dawn awakening with the lustrous golden rods hooking onto everything and making it shine like the purity of heaven itself. Silent songs not yet categorised swimming lovingly from the beaks of life as the birds twittered happily amongst themselves, a body stirred slightly next to kel`s and her eyes slowly flickered open, smile breaking out on her face.
Dark hair dishevelled over that springtime complexion, porcelain over mocha wound with golden silk, blue eyes as deep as the ocean covered gently as sleep echoed around the commander in thick black waves, dark ink in an ocean of dreams. She laid and watched him for a while, usually she would have got up and practised some of her glaive moves, really wanting to perfect "the stalking tiger" for the next time she duelled with anyone, but she was comfortable right where she was, curled up beside Domitan of Masbolle with memories of the night before to occupy her thoughts, she was more than comfortable - besides, what would a few more minutes hurt? She grinned to herself as she snuggled against him, mind adrift in the wonderful ocean of him as last night played over and over in her mind..
Do I love him? She asked herself, I shouldn't, I know that, I mean we are both part of the king's own it would be unprofessional..yet what happened last night already crossed that line.. I thought I loved Cleon, even after what happened..and what about Neal.I can't love him, I just can't - so then what was last night?
She closed her eyes and the evening came back to her, one minute they had been talking, Dom doing the gentlemanly duty and walking her back to her room after training.she sighed, it had kind of all spiralled off from there..mouths.hands..forbidden fruit.she blushed slightly in remembrance, confusion fitting her like a cloak as she battled with her feelings over the duty she held and so far, much to her startling concern, her feelings were winning out..
Early day murmurings from the body next to her brought her away from her own mind, she turned her eyes onto the dark haired commander and was slightly taken aback when she found those enchanting azure eyes staring coldly into her own.she smiled. He didn't.
"Kel." Dom whispered, face steeled, engaged in a battle with himself he was determined to win, "I'm sorry."
She gulped slightly at those words, almost foreseeing what was coming.
"It was a mistake." yep, those where the words.she felt a deep numbing knawing in her stomach, eyes threatening to fill with tears she told herself she didn't want to cry, she slipped her yamani mask firmly in place, hoping that all the years of practice would pay off and he wouldn't see what he was doing to her.
He sat up abruptly and looked straight into her eyes, "What we did..I did..you're only a lass Kel" he shook his head with a self-mocking smirk before getting up and getting dressed, she sat on the bed watching him, covering her modesty with the quilts as she struggled to keep a grip on her control, the yamani mask around her emotions slipping with each movement he made, the words playing over in her mind striking her again and again.
"I.I'm sorry Kel." her head snapped up just in time to see him walking out of the door, slamming it behind him as she burst into tears.
SUMMARY: "A mistake" is what he called it, "Never should have happened" what happened between keladry of mindelan and Domitan of Masbolle that they are unwilling to talk about? Why did he run and where is there to hide? Gotta face the truth sometime, no matter how unwilling you are to admit your feelings, sometimes there are people to do it for you..K/D!!!
**Ok guys this is my first Tamora pierce fic ever so be nice and tell me what you think! Is it ok or should I pile it on the scrap heap with my old orange balloon? Hehe I value your opinions so..please read and review!!!! Enjoy..**
~*~
Carpe Dium.
By Strawberry_miow (Jen)
~*~
Gentle morning sun brushed through the windows, dawn awakening with the lustrous golden rods hooking onto everything and making it shine like the purity of heaven itself. Silent songs not yet categorised swimming lovingly from the beaks of life as the birds twittered happily amongst themselves, a body stirred slightly next to kel`s and her eyes slowly flickered open, smile breaking out on her face.
Dark hair dishevelled over that springtime complexion, porcelain over mocha wound with golden silk, blue eyes as deep as the ocean covered gently as sleep echoed around the commander in thick black waves, dark ink in an ocean of dreams. She laid and watched him for a while, usually she would have got up and practised some of her glaive moves, really wanting to perfect "the stalking tiger" for the next time she duelled with anyone, but she was comfortable right where she was, curled up beside Domitan of Masbolle with memories of the night before to occupy her thoughts, she was more than comfortable - besides, what would a few more minutes hurt? She grinned to herself as she snuggled against him, mind adrift in the wonderful ocean of him as last night played over and over in her mind..
Do I love him? She asked herself, I shouldn't, I know that, I mean we are both part of the king's own it would be unprofessional..yet what happened last night already crossed that line.. I thought I loved Cleon, even after what happened..and what about Neal.I can't love him, I just can't - so then what was last night?
She closed her eyes and the evening came back to her, one minute they had been talking, Dom doing the gentlemanly duty and walking her back to her room after training.she sighed, it had kind of all spiralled off from there..mouths.hands..forbidden fruit.she blushed slightly in remembrance, confusion fitting her like a cloak as she battled with her feelings over the duty she held and so far, much to her startling concern, her feelings were winning out..
Early day murmurings from the body next to her brought her away from her own mind, she turned her eyes onto the dark haired commander and was slightly taken aback when she found those enchanting azure eyes staring coldly into her own.she smiled. He didn't.
"Kel." Dom whispered, face steeled, engaged in a battle with himself he was determined to win, "I'm sorry."
She gulped slightly at those words, almost foreseeing what was coming.
"It was a mistake." yep, those where the words.she felt a deep numbing knawing in her stomach, eyes threatening to fill with tears she told herself she didn't want to cry, she slipped her yamani mask firmly in place, hoping that all the years of practice would pay off and he wouldn't see what he was doing to her.
He sat up abruptly and looked straight into her eyes, "What we did..I did..you're only a lass Kel" he shook his head with a self-mocking smirk before getting up and getting dressed, she sat on the bed watching him, covering her modesty with the quilts as she struggled to keep a grip on her control, the yamani mask around her emotions slipping with each movement he made, the words playing over in her mind striking her again and again.
"I.I'm sorry Kel." her head snapped up just in time to see him walking out of the door, slamming it behind him as she burst into tears.