"For me?" Kel looked shocked, eyes wide as her friend shoved the small parcel into her hands. "I told you that I didn't need a Midwinter's gift this year." Needless to say, she looked pleased. She opened the door wider, to allow him into her quarters, passing him a small, brightly wrapped gift.
"Go on then." He urged her, following her into the room and shutting the door behind him. "Open it." She didn't notice his voice crack on the last word, she was busy taking the wrappings off carefully, trying not to rip the paper. He sighed impatiently, grinning sheepishly when she looked up, eyebrows raised. "Usually I'm the one that takes forever, but you ," he sighed dramatically. "You take forever and a bell." She shook her head and pulled the lid off the box.
She didn't understand. There was nothing but the words Can, I, Kiss and You. Then it dawned on her. She looked up questioningly at a blushing and bashful knight. "Are you teasing?" she asked weakly, glancing at the box on her lap. She looked up in time to see him shake his head.
"Can I?" he was leaning closer now, she could smell the cider her had drank at the feast, see every line of his face, hear his heart thumping in time to hers.
Kel swallowed and nodded, leaning in to meet his lips halfway. 'Great Mother.' She thought to herself as she let her eyes close. 'Maybe I'll tell Neal I don't want anything for Midwinter every year.'
((I got a fill in my nails, so typing is tough. Hoped you liked my cute and fluffy piece about everyone's favorite knights. I need your input people- Alanna/Jon Vs. Alanna/George, Beka/Rosto, Briar/Sandry, Roul&Gary ( NOT slash. A dare piece, maybe?) or Roald/Shinko? Gimme some plots, guys. I'll credit your ideas! Happy Hols, everyone. Lady G))
