Disclaimer: Any characters that your recognize, obviously don't belong to
me because my name is not TAMORA PIERCE. So please don't sue, 'cause all I
have is an untrained weiner dog and a really cool pair of bright red shoes,
and I don't think they'd fit you!
Author's Note: Woo! First Tamora Pierce story, here I go! I wrote it late at night, so don't mind little inconsistencies and dumb little mistakes, I was avoiding sleep because Lady Katharine is after me for holding her copy of Squire hostage.
"Lady Knight," the King began, Kel standing uncomfortably in front of him, the usual scribes and heralds absent from the room and the door pulled tightly shut behind her.
"Your highness," she bowed hesitantly, worried of what cause he'd had to bring her here alone.
"You aware, I'm sure of the threat posed by the Ethandrians to our west," Kel nodded, pouring over maps in her years as a page, she vaguely recalled their foreign neighors. As of late, the Ethandrians had become an increasingly popular topic of conversation at court. Since the Scanrans' defeat the previous autumn, the threat of invasion had fallen to Ethandria. "To eliminate the possibility of another brutal attack, as with the Scanrans, certain knights loyal to Tortall are being called upon to serve in the most dangerous aspect of war." Keladry swallowed hard, suddenly understanding the locked door and the need for secrecy. "Lady Knight," King Jonathon began, drawing closer to her,"You are to be my spy."
Author's Note: Woo! First Tamora Pierce story, here I go! I wrote it late at night, so don't mind little inconsistencies and dumb little mistakes, I was avoiding sleep because Lady Katharine is after me for holding her copy of Squire hostage.
"Lady Knight," the King began, Kel standing uncomfortably in front of him, the usual scribes and heralds absent from the room and the door pulled tightly shut behind her.
"Your highness," she bowed hesitantly, worried of what cause he'd had to bring her here alone.
"You aware, I'm sure of the threat posed by the Ethandrians to our west," Kel nodded, pouring over maps in her years as a page, she vaguely recalled their foreign neighors. As of late, the Ethandrians had become an increasingly popular topic of conversation at court. Since the Scanrans' defeat the previous autumn, the threat of invasion had fallen to Ethandria. "To eliminate the possibility of another brutal attack, as with the Scanrans, certain knights loyal to Tortall are being called upon to serve in the most dangerous aspect of war." Keladry swallowed hard, suddenly understanding the locked door and the need for secrecy. "Lady Knight," King Jonathon began, drawing closer to her,"You are to be my spy."