Wars of the Heart

by GameKage

Blayce the Gallan is dead but the war against Scanra continues. Kel must protect her refugees from enemy armies and battle against the feelings inside her heart. Can she win two wars at once? K/D, rated T for later chapters. R&R

3. Lady Knight In Court

I'll warn you now this is a long one.

This chapter is definitely dedicated to my wonderful reviewers. To pixette who sweetly offered to beta for me (yes I Know I haven't sent one to you yet, I'm just too impatient to get the chapters published) and elf-of-sunlight who has reviewed for both chapters so far, you rock.

Also special thanks to Trisana sarrasri and Fire Daughter for their awesome tips on what happens during the trickster series, thanks so much it really helped me with my plot-lines.

To my anonymous reviewers, thank you so much, you've all had nothing but nice things to say, and to everyone else I really hope I managed to get back to you all, that's what I try to do and I apologize if anyone was missed.

Holy bejeebers this is over 15,000 words. I need a break...

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LADY KNIGHT IN COURT

"You look wonderful Lady"

Kel smiled down at her young servant where he stood holding her sheathed sword. "Thank you Tobe" she said as she took the sword from him and belted it around her waist. She couldn't help but admire the way the sheath looked against the colors of her dress. She had been right, it had fitted her sword perfectly. Self consciously she reached up to touch her hair, twisted into a Yamani style knot and held together with two long metal spikes known as kuazuki. Much like her shukusen they were designed for both decoration and protection. In her left boot she had slipped a long thin dagger and once her sword was in place she placed the shukusen in her belt. She had also put on a very light smattering of rice paper on her face and kohl at the edges of her eyes. She wasn't very much for rouge and the like and figured that only a light brushing of makeup suited her dress best.

She had just finished adjusting her left sleeve so that the wings of it hung properly when there was a rapping at the door. Tobe answered it as Kel shooed Jump away from her gift for Buri and Raoul. She had to take it down with her to the banquet where pages would place the gifts on the matrimonial table. The hand fasting had occurred earlier in the day, seen over by a patron of the mother goddess, after which Buri and Raoul had taken the traditional jump over the fire. It had been a brief but moving ceremony witnessed by the close friends of the pair. Tonights banquet was another matter. As Dom had pointed out the day before it was being used mainly as an excuse for the single noble ladies to flirt with the single knights and army officers that had been stuck on the border fighting in the war.

If it had of been up to Buri and Raoul most likely there would not have been anything more than a small gathering like they used to hold at the palace during midwinter. Unfortunately as Kel had heard it they hadn't been given much of a choice. The king it seemed had set Raoul very strict instructions on the proper protocol when a Lord and Commander married, instructions which came in the form of his Royal Master of Ceremonies. Having served under the master several times as both a page and squire Kel knew well that Raoul hadn't had a chance of getting his own way.

Tobe pulled open the door and Kel looked up to see Dom standing in the doorway. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked at him. If she thought he was handsome in his normal everyday gear that was nothing to the way he looked now. Wearing silk tunic and breeches in the formal colors of the kings own, with silver etchings indicating his status as sergeant and his dark hair held back with a leather thong he looked more handsome then ever before. The blue of his tunic seemed to catch his eyes and make them blaze like sapphires. Swallowing Kel looked down, pretending to fuss with the ribbon of her present as she controlled her emotions. I am a lake, she thought to herself. Why did Dom always manage to make her feel like a stormy ocean?

Her reaction under control Kel straightened, turning to face Dom as Tobe bowed him in. Something seemed to flit over his face as he regarded her. Tucking the gift he carried under one arm he strode over to her, grabbing one of her hands and half turning her so that she was facing him fully. His breathtaking smile flashed out and Kel cursed her unruly emotions as she fought down an instinct to blush in response. "You look wonderful," he said, his voice oddly husky. "Lalasa's work?"

"Yes. Buri said she designed it just for me."

Dom took a step back to get the full affect, much to Kel's inner relief. Having him stand close to her was unsettling. It gave her the oddest feeling, like the areas near him were super aware, warm with a body heat they couldn't possibly be feeling and the parts that weren't felt nothing but cold. He tilted his head to the side as he looked over her dress. Kel tried not to shift her weight, holding off yet another flush. "I like it," he said eventually. "But I'm also glad you didn't give up on wearing breeches completely."

"You scrub up nice yourself." Kel replied, trying to keep her tone light. Nice didn't come close to explaining how Dom looked in his formal clothes.

Dom grinned and gave her an elaborate courtly bow, "The lady is too kind for I know my humble looks perish beside her beauteous splendor." Kel gave him a skeptical look.

"You know, I think that you'll have no one to blame but yourself if you're pestered by the ladies tonight. You are a flatterer."

Dom winked, "Is it working?" Kel pursed her lips and appeared to think it over.

"Hmm, well considering the fact that the last time I heard someone use the word 'beauteous' it was in reference to Jump not really."

"Hey he's a handsome fellow." Dom replied mock indignantly as he reached down to scrub Jumps ears.

"So now you're saying I'm a handsome fellow?" Kel teased. "You really know how to win a girl over."

Dom chuckled, "You'd think by now I would have learnt not to try and beat you at a battle of words."

"Well you are related to meathead, so it's hardly surprising that you're a bit slow.'

"I resent that."

"So does he."

Dom laughed. "Why are you here anyway?" Kel asked curiously.

"I thought I might warn you before you headed down to the banquet. Milord informed me that we have to gather early so we can be shown to our assigned seats." Kel groaned and Dom nodded in sympathy. "We've also been assigned partners."

"Gods bless it" Kel grumbled. "I don't suppose you know..?" Dom shook his head.

"Not a clue. I daresay you'll be partnered with one of the knights that rode in today, whereas we officers of the Own will be placed with one of the ladies." He scowled and Kel put her hand sympathetically on his arm.

"I guess in that case we had best face up to our fate." she tried to sound like she was joking but her inner dread seemed to seep into her tone.

"I suppose" Dom sighed sounding equally as gloomy. He hesitated for a moment as he looked down at her, then he brought up one hand and gently brushed a loose strand of hair away from her face. Kels pulse leapt inside her and she gazed rather helplessly up into his eyes. There was something in them as they looked at her, something powerful and compelling and she was unable to look away. "Kel…" Dom began as the silence deepened, his voice as husky as it was before.

"Lady?" Tobe's voice called out from the next room. Kel jumped and looked down, away from Dom. Tobe stuck his head in. "If there's nothing else you need from me I thought I might go down to the baths."

"That's fine Tobe.' Kel nodded. "I'm just about to head out. Don't forget to lock the door behind you when you go."

"Aye Lady." Tobe replied as he ducked back into his room.

Gathering her courage Kel looked back up at Dom. To her relief she saw he had gone back to normal, his eyes showing nothing more than their usual cheerfulness, the intense emotion in them gone. "Shall we?" he asked giving her a charmingly crooked smile as he offered his arm. She was able to grin back at him and took his arm without any hesitation.

"Come Sergeant Domitan, let us face the horrors of scheming ladies, excessively planned meals and over-dressed knights together." she replied in the light teasing tone that she always seemed to use just for him. His laughter rang out and it was with good humor that they departed together, teasing each other lightly about the nightmares they were to be subjected to.

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A third of the way into the meal Kels good humor had vanished. She'd been stuck at a table with no one she knew, most of whom were not talking to her, and a partner that was twice her age. To add insult to injury she had a clear view of Dom where he sat at a table with the Kings Own officers and could not miss the flirtatious way his pretty partner was talking to him. It was all extremely aggravating and it was all Kel could do sit there with her Yamani mask in place and try not to fall asleep.

Finally the very last desserts were taken away. As the music started Kel was able to excuse herself (not that her partner was likely to have noticed if she had of just gotten up and left) and made her way over to where Neal and some other knights were starting to gather. As she arrived at the group one of them turned to look at her a welcoming smile on his face. "Kel! It's great to see you."

Blinking Kel looked up at the knight. Despite the moustache she recognized the lopsided smile of the man grinning at her. "Faleron!" she cried in delight. "How are you? I had no idea you were here. When did you arrive?"

"We didn't get in till this afternoon."

"We? Who came with you? Is it a lady friend?" Kel asked in a teasing tone. Faleron laughed.

"Unfortunately not. By we I meant myself and a couple of fellow knights. We also ran into some company just outside of steadfast. You might recognize the one behind you."

Surprised Kel turned around. "Seaver!" she exclaimed, "I can't believe you're here." She hugged the shorter knight, pounding him on the back in delight. He squeezed her back and Kel tugged on his short beard with a grin. "Nice," she said in a teasing tone.

"It impresses the ladies," he replied with a laugh.

"Which is why he's still single." Faleron joked. They all laughed as Seaver mock punched Faleron on the shoulder.

"So it looked like you were having fun during dinner." A drawling voice spoke in Kels ear and she turned to scowl at Neal. Spotting something behind her she cut off her scathing retort and instead replied mildly.

"Looks like Yuki is having fun with hers."

They turned in the direction she was looking to see Yuki listening with an apparent attentive ear to whatever her partner was chatting about. Although it looked like she was interested Kel knew her friend well enough to see that she was bored, something that she very much doubted the knights around her could tell behind Yukis Yamani mask. The other knights chuckled but Neal rolled his eyes. "I didn't spend over eight years of my life around you to not be able to tell what a Yamani is really thinking. I'd better go rescue her." Kel watched him go, feeling mildly impressed.

"When did Neal actually learn how to pay attention?" Seaver asked in a mock surprised tone.

"Being under Kels command must have rubbed off on him." Faleron remarked. He hesitated for a moment. "We heard about Haven Kel. I'm so sorry. Is it true that you went beyond the Scanran border to get your refugee's back?"

Kel exchanged a glance with Seaver, keeping her face blank. She knew she had to be careful with what she said now. Although most people had heard about the rescue attempt, very few knew that she had also hunted down and defeated Blayce. They also didn't know that she had done it against orders. "We got lucky" she said at last. "We caught up with them not far past the border and were able to take them down without losing too many of our men or running into any more of Maggurs army."

"If it wasn't for Kels animals I doubt we would have gotten as far as we did." Seaver remarked, taking some of the attention off of Kel for which she was grateful.

"You went with a squad of the Kings Own didn't you?" Faleron asked, his eyes alight with interest. Kel nodded again.

"Sergeant Domitan of Masbolle and his squad were assigned by Lord Raoul to accompany us," she said, glad to be able to speak the truth on this at least. "They're from third company so we know each other quite well. Dom's Neals cousin."

"Although not as good looking" Neal commented as he and Yuki came back.

"Bless the gods that you didn't run into any of those killing machines." Faleron said, sketching mithros blessing on his chest. Kel nodded in agreement, unwilling to say anything out loud. She hated to lie, especially to someone who had been a friend for many years, but she was bound by her oath to the king.

"I think this is the first time I've seen Raoul or Buri have fun at a banquet." Neal commented, glancing at where the two whirled across the dance floor. Thankful for the change of topic Kel looked up as well.

"I don't think I've ever seen Lord Raoul smile at one of these things before," Seaver said chuckling. They all laughed as they watched Raoul beaming down at his new bride, his face equaling the happiness in hers. As they did Kel caught a glimpse of the couple on the other side of the hall and saw Dom, smiling as he danced with his banquet partner. She smiled up admiringly at him, revealing dimpled cheeks as she spoke and Kel turned away grumpily. She hated girls with dimples.

Big eyes regarded her and Kel smiled at Yuki. "You look lovely," she said. The Yamani gave a small smile before pulling out her fan to hide her face. Her eyes twinkled.

"So do you. I'm glad to see the shukusen matches your dress."

"Kel's got a shukusen?" Neal asked in a suddenly interested tone, looking at his friend with a raised eyebrow

"So do you" Kel replied and sure enough the shukusen he had received from Yuki long ago was tucked into his belt. He ignored it.

"And why do you feel the need to start carrying one of these?" he asked in a archful tone. Kel glared at him. Obviously Neal was yet another person to know of the significance of the shukusen on her belt.

"What's a shukusen?" Seaver asked, looking confused. Kel sighed and pulled out the fan, flipping it open to show Seaver and Faleron it's metal edges. They examined it with interest.

"I think I saw one of these on progress." Faleron commented. "The Yamani ladies were doing some type of dance with it. I didn't realize that it had these sharp edges." Kel took the fan back, her face Yamani calm as she silently wished a bunch of curses on both Neal and Yuki for putting her in this predicament.

"The shukusen is carried by noble women who wish to carry a weapon for protection but do not wish to be obvious about it." Yuki said in a calm voice even as her eyes danced with laughter.

"Which is why Neal wears one" Kel added dryly. Neal opened his mouth to say something scathing in reply but was interrupted by Seaver bursting into laughter.

"Then why is Kel wearing one?" he chuckled. For a moment they all froze looking at him in astonishment as Kel fought not to blush. "What?" he asked, in confusion. Realization dawned. "Oh no, I didn't mean it like that!" he stammered. "Really Kel I didn't I just meant… well look at you." His face turned red, "What I mean is Yuki said that Yamani ladies wear it when they don't want to attract attention to the fact that they have a weapon and Kel's wearing a bloody big sword. Who cares about a shukusen in comparison to that…" He trailed off and gave Kel a pleading look. "Kel…" she regarded him coldly in return. "Kel please, I would never mean it that way. I know you're a girl, how could I not in that dress?" He face went even redder and Kel lost control. She collapsed into giggles and as if it was a signal everyone else started to chuckle.

Neal slapped the bright red Seaver on the back of the head. "And people call me meathead," he muttered.

"For good reason." Yuki added with an amused look and everyone laughed harder.

"Faleron!" a voice called and they turned around to see a group of knights that Kel didn't recognize walking towards them. An elbow jabbed Kel in the ribs and she gasped in surprise, looking around at Neal. He smiled wickedly.

"Looks like Doms in a bit of trouble." he drawled, directing Kel's gaze across the hall. She turned to look and had to smile. Duke Baird and his banquet partner Lady Helena had stopped Dom in the middle of the hall. Realizing he was alone Kel saw the girl he had been dancing with earlier was now chatting to a man in the colors of a officer of Fort Steadfast. Directing her gaze back to Dom she looked up just in time to see Helena exchange her vice like grip on Duke Baird to Dom's arm. She couldn't help a swell of sympathy. Lady Helena was well known to everyone in court. She was manipulative and devious and once she had a man in her sights would stoop to anything in order to get her hands on him. Of all the women for Dom to get stuck with.

A chuckle echoed in her ear. "Father seems relieved." Neal sounded amused and as Kel looked at Duke Baird she couldn't repress her own chuckle at the mans thankful expression as he practically fled from the Lady Helena.

"Kel?" Falerons voice drew her back to the group. "I'd like you to meet some friends of mine. This is Orric of Henningswath, Marlon of Tusaic Hill and Jondeth of Killswarie. Gentleman this is Lady Knight Keladry of Mindelan."

"Milady" Orric said holding out a hand. Hesitantly Kel gave the tall burly knight hers and was startled when he bowed down to kiss it. Feeling extremely uncomfortable and trying to ignore the amused grin she could see plastered on Neals face out of the corner of her eye, she looked away. Blue eyes from across the room caught and held her. Dom stood with a group of the Own and the Lady Helena, gazing across the dancers directly at her. As his eyes captured her own, she felt the oddest sensation trickle through her body. Despite the distance between them an undercurrent seemed to flow from his eyes into her and she found herself unable to look away.

"Milady?" a voice asked and Kel felt a slight jump go through her. Breaking away from Doms face she realized with a surge of embarrassment that Orric had been speaking to her. "Please forgive me," she apologized as she felt her cheeks heat ever so slightly. "I'm afraid I got distracted and didn't hear what you said."

"That's quite alright," the knight replied cheerfully and Kel felt a sweep of shame. Although she didn't know him the man seemed nice and it was extremely rude of her to have ignored him. And yet, despite this knowledge Kel found herself unable to stop from sneaking another glance across the room. Her eyes were captured by blue and she couldn't quite hide the blush that swept across her cheeks. Dom was still looking at her and when he saw her looking back he winked.

Fortunately Orric seemed to take her blush as a sign of embarrassment for not having heard him the first time. "Faleron has told us many things about you Lady Knight. His tales have been quite impressive."

"I hope in a good way." Kel managed to say as her eyes yet again slid to Dom. Stop it, she scolded herself, pay attention!

"I assure you they are." Orric said with a charming smile.

"Faleron said that you spent your squirehood traveling with the Kings Own under Lord Raoul." Jondeth put in. "What was that like?"

"Muddy for the most part," Kel replied, unable to retain her focus as another glance showed Dom to be walking in her direction. The men laughed.

"Kel you're being far too modest." Neal said, shooting her a repressive look. Obviously he thought she was being evasive on purpose. "You out of all of us were probably involved in more battles than our entire year put together. She fought a centaur in her first year as squire, not to mention leading a company of the Own against a killing machine in her fourth."

"Plus all the things she did as a page." Seaver chimed in. Kel resisted the urge to roll her eyes and dearly wished she could kick both of them without drawing attention to herself. She hated it when people talked about what she had done, it seemed like showing off and always sounded far more impressive than it actually was. She made herself focus. If she didn't start actively participating in this conversation her friends would probably bring up all sorts of things she didn't want mentioned.

"Riding with the Own was fun." she admitted trying to get back to Jondeths original question, "I learned a lot because I was traveling with such experienced people I think. Still a lot of the time we did get stuck as escort during the Grand Progress. Were you there?" she directed the question to the new knights.

Orric and Jondeth nodded, while Marlon shook his head. "I was here on the border already." he explained. "When things first started to look uneasy the King sent some of us knights who grew up near the border to investigate so I missed out on most of it."

"I was there for most." Jondeth said. "I was assigned at the time to captain the perimeter guard though, so I only got to see bits and pieces."

"I myself only made it for the first part of the progress before I got pulled to join Marlon here, right after the Scanrans first overran the border. I did manage to see your first jousting match though." Orric smiled at Kel. "It was quite impressive." Kel smiled back.

"Thank you." she said quietly. It seemed her first impression of this man had been correct. He obviously had no problem with her being a female knight. He bowed.

"You know I haven't had a chance to attend one of these things in a while. I don't suppose you would do me the honor of the first dance?" Kel was surprised. She hadn't really thought that anyone, aside from possibly her friends, would ask her to dance tonight. Thinking of which she glanced to her right again. She knew she shouldn't but she couldn't seem to help herself from looking for Dom. She'd thought he was coming her way…

When her gaze did find him she felt like a complete idiot. He stood to the side of the dance floor, smiling charmingly down at an extremely pretty brown-haired girl, who blushed as his warm eyes regarded her. Kel fought back a wave of chagrin. Obviously he had been making his way over to see that girl, not to see Kel. Perhaps she had even been wrong in thinking he was looking at her before. Most likely he was just scanning the crowd and they had happened to catch each others eye. The wink meant nothing of course, since that was just a standard facet of Doms flirting behavior. Even now, as she watched, another pretty lady of the court approached them offering Dom one slim, silk clad hand.

Apparently Kel had hesitated for too long as Orric said with a light laugh. "Actually I'm not joking I haven't danced in ages so if you are worried about your toes then I suggest you say no." Fighting down an unexplainable sense of disappointment Kel managed a smile.

"I don't think a knight should really be worried about something as small as losing toes in a dance." she said and Orric laughed.

"So you accept?"

"I'd be delighted." Excusing themselves the two made their way to the middle of the ballroom. Kel could only be grateful that she had listened to her mothers reasoning and accepted dance lessons during her summer breaks from the palace. Although dancing was a part of their page training they were only taught how to lead, like a man should, and without the extra lessons Kel would have had no idea what to do.

Orric took her hand in his, placing his other on her waist with care and soon they were twirling around the room.

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As soon as the first dance was over Dom excused himself from his companion with a smile. From the corner of his eye he was well aware of the knights that already converged on where Kel was standing, chatting with Yuki, his meatheaded cousin and some knights he vaguely recognized from being in her year group. Bowing over the hand of the lady that had been forced on him by the master of ceremonies he muttered something appropriate, and escorted her back to their table. Once done he turned away, intending to make his way over to Kel as quickly as possible.

He was interrupted however by a familiar voice hailing him and his Uncle, Baird of Queenscove, appeared at his side. "Good evening Uncle" Dom said bowing politely. With a sinking feeling he recognized the buxom blonde that was clinging to his Uncle's arm. Lady Helena of Falhurst was a well known flirt in court, one determined to gain a name for herself no matter what, and certainly not above trying to seduce a married man. Dom himself had had many a run-in with the lady, his family being a well known name in Tortall, and he well understood the panic he glimpsed in his Uncle's eyes.

"Domitan," Baird said, a fixed smile in place. "I believe you know my companion Lady Helena?"

"My Lady" Dom replied with a courtly bow. He had a sneaking suspicion why his Uncle had come to see him and felt a swell of resignation. The things one did for family.

"Sergeant Domitan," Helena purred, sinking into a curtsy and leaning forward so that Dom was gifted with a clear view of her breasts. Dom winced but managed to smooth his face by the time she looked up. Meeting his Uncle's pleading gaze Dom repressed a sigh. Smiling charmingly at them both he offered his arm.

"My Lady, I dare say my Uncle has some pressing matters he will need to attend to even on such a night of celebration as this. Allow me to keep you company for a time if you are willing?" he said, trying to force some kind of enthusiasm into his tone. Bairde's eyes lit with gratitude even as Helena released her hold on his arm and took Dom's. Once again Dom was barely able to withhold a wince as he felt how her long painted nails seemed to sink into his arm as she clung tightly to him.

"It would be my pleasure," she said pressing herself against his arm and fluttering her eyelashes in a way that was meant to be provocative. Instead it reminded him of Kel two days before and their outrageous play acting as they made their way through the mess hall. It was all he could do not to chuckle out loud at the thought. Fortunately, in a way, Helena seemed to take the way his eyes inadvertently warmed as a compliment to her and said nothing. Reprieved of her hold Duke Baird made a quick excuse and beat a hasty retreat to where Lady Alanna was conversing with her husband, the Baron of Pirates Swoop.

Looking down at his new and extremely unwanted companion, Dom was at a loss as to what to do now. Across the room knights were introducing themselves to Kel and her friends, while he was stuck on the other side of the ballroom with the most forward lady in court. How he seemed to find himself in these predicaments was beyond him.

Fortunately at that moment a hand clapped him on the back and Qasim, Wolset and a few other corporals from Third Company squads joined them. "Sergeant Domitan" Wolset began with a wicked look in his eyes. "Who is your lovely lady companion?"

Despite the look, Dom could have kissed the man. Grateful indeed for the reprieve he introduced the Lady Helena to the men around them. As introductions were made and Wolset set about trying to charm Helena Dom was finally able to look over to where Kel was standing. As he did so he saw a burly knight in colors he didn't immediately recognize take her hand and bow over it, brushing his lips lightly across her fingers. She seemed to be surprised with his actions and looked away from the knight, over his shoulders, straight into Dom's eyes. Her hazel gaze seemed to widen slightly and Dom found himself unable to look away. He felt as though a heated pulse was reverberating between the two of them, despite the physical distance where they stood. The knight holding her hand obviously said something for Kel broke their gaze as a blush tinted her cheeks. Clearly she hadn't heard a word the man had said. Her eyes flickered back up to Doms and he winked in response.

The color in her cheeks deepened and she looked away, replying to whatever the knight in front of her said. Knowing her as he did Dom could tell that she was distracted and without even thinking of excusing himself from his companions, he found himself walking towards her even as her eyes flickered to him again. He hadn't gotten further than a quarter of the way around the dance floor however when his path was abruptly blocked.

As pink silk filled his vision, he refocused and saw to his surprise that a young woman with tightly curled brown hair and blue eyes had blocked his path. She sank into a curtsy in front of him and said in a light voice, "Please excuse me but am I correct in thinking I am addressing Sergeant Domitan of Masbolle?"

Not wanting to appear rude Dom bowed to her in reply. "It is my pleasure. May I inquire my ladies name?"

"Katalina of Dashlin" she said in reply, even as she flicked her fan in front of her face.

Seeing no way to excuse himself immediately Dom smiled at her. "Are you new to court my lady? Surely I would remember having seen such a face before." She blushed prettily, looking downward.

"Indeed I am, Sergeant. I thought perhaps you would not mind my intrusion as I believe our fathers used to be quite close friends."

Dom thought for a moment before recollection hit. "Of course, Lord Evinson of Dashlin fought with my father during the last Tyran war did he not?" Katalina smiled and nodded. She seemed about to say something in reply when another female figure appeared at her side, this one dressed in a deep forest green, interlaced with gold. She was as pretty as Katalina in a way but there was a look in her eye that Dom did not find attractive.

"Katalina dear, who is your handsome friend?" she asked, in the tone of upper-class superiority that Dom detested, even as she held out a hand for him to kiss. Resigned Dom bowed across it and as he did he noted another feminine figure approaching from his peripheral vision. Mithros curse it, he thought furiously, where in the war gods name do all these blasted women keep appearing from? Standing from his bow he automatically looked towards Kel. She was no longer there. Feeling an odd sense of panic he swept the room with his eyes and saw to his dismay that Kel was now on the arm of the knight she had been talking to before, being whirled around the dance floor.

"So Sergeant Domitan, are you accompanied this evening?" The lady in green continued, moving herself slightly to block Katalina out. Dom hesitated for a moment, his eyes flashing to where Kel was dancing and back to the ladies in front of him. He couldn't just barge over there he knew. Not only would it cause talk but Kel might get annoyed if she was enjoying herself and the last thing he wanted was for her to be angry at him. Still as he stood there he saw more single ladies headed his way and he knew he was running out of time. He glanced at Katalina and made up his mind in an instant.

"Actually," he said smoothly in reply to the lady in green (he still hadn't asked her her name), "I was just going to ask Lady Katalina if she would care to dance." He looked down at the shy girl, not wanting to lead her on but desperate to get out of the situation he was in. "Perhaps you can tell me what your father has been up to recently and I can pass it on to mine." The girl smiled timidly in response and took his proffered hand. As he pulled her away and whirled her into the dancers he couldn't stop the sigh of relief that came out.

Katalina looked up into his face. Away from the influence of other ladies her face became more animated and she looked appraisingly up at him. "Relieved to be away from all the ladies trying to catch your attention?" she asked quietly. He smiled ruefully down at her.

"I hope you don't mind."

She shook her head. "Lady Berriswaith can be overwhelming." A faint shadow crossed her face and she looked downcast. Wanting to cheer up this girl who had been nothing but nice to him, Dom asked her more about herself and her interests. Despite his best intentions however, Dom couldn't stop his gaze from flickering to Kels face every time she came into view. With a inner warmth he couldn't help but notice how often her hazel eyes would flick up to meet his, the sense of connection between them even as they danced with other partners.

Although Dom was careful to maintain a conversation with Katalina after awhile her voice trailed off and Dom looked down at her questioningly. She glanced in the direction he had been looking. "Who is she?" she asked quietly.

"I…" Dom stuttered, unable to believe that he was being that obvious. "Who?"

"The tall lady in the golden kimono type dress. She doesn't look Yamani."

"Oh… that's Lady Knight Keladry of Mindelan. She's a year mate of my cousin Sir Nealan of Queenscove, and was Squire to Knight Commander Raoul. He rides with Third Company most of the time so she spent most of her squire hood with us. In fact during the first Summer of the Scanran War she led my squad after I was injured in an attack." Aware that he was babbling Dom forced his voice downwards, trying to sound like he was just talking about any one of his men. "She's a good comrade."

At that exact moment the dance ended and Katalina took a step back from him. "I'm feeling a bit hot at this point, so I think perhaps I might sit the next one out. It was very nice to meet you Domitan," she regarded him with her quiet gaze. "I hope you enjoy the rest of the ball." Momentarily taken aback Dom smiled as he realized what it was that she was saying. The next song started up and he recognized it instantly. It was an old song, a song of young love. He also remembered how it ended between partners if they chose and his heart skipped a beat. Bowing to Katalina he gave her a grateful smile that she returned shyly. Kel was already starting to dance with the same knight as before and Dom guessed that she had not realized the significance of the dance when played at a wedding. Still he wasn't about to let some stranger step in where he should be.

Approaching the two he timed it perfectly for the moment when the dance called for the man to bow over the women's hand as she curtsied. He tapped the knight on the shoulder and watched as the man and Kel looked up at him in surprise. "I do apologize for the intrusion," Dom said keeping his voice light and friendly, "but I was wondering if I might be able to take this dance with the Lady Knight?" The knight looked at him then down at Kel.

"Milady?" he asked her and despite himself Dom felt slighter warmer to the fellow. He at least had the decency to see what Kel wanted rather then try and decide for her.

"He's a friend" Kel said in answer, nodding her acceptance. The knight brushed her fingers with his lips again and departed. Dom held out his hand and Kel put her long fingers with their delicate crisscrossing of scars into his. He clasped them firmly and pulled her in close to his body, with a hand on her surprisingly small waist, as he gazed down into her beautiful hazel eyes. At last.

The dance was an intricate one, involving much movement and differing hand clasps. The movements of the music brought them together and apart. Dom knew he was staring at Kel, unable to advert his gaze from her face. Her eyes flickered up constantly to meet his. The pace of the dance prevented them from talking but every time their eyes locked he felt like words were being whispered, communication just beyond his hearing that never the less thrilled him to the core.

They whirled faster and faster, their fellow dancers becoming slight blurs in the background. Doms gaze was fixed on Kel's face, her eyes and she stared straight back into his. He felt lost, locked into Kel, her face, those eyes, everything about her consuming his world. He lifted her up, whirled her down, ducked and wove about her in the complex formations of the dance. At no point did he let himself lose contact with her, one hand always attached to her, whether it be grasping her own hand, or keeping one firmly on her waist. He felt like Kel was a gravitational force that pulled him ever closer, her eyes hypnotizing him, intoxicating him as their bodies were drawn together in the dance.

The final strums of the music trilled and Dom swung them apart and then as the last note sounded pulled her close to him. Her eyes were wide with her emotions, flickering over her face, her mask dropped. He knew his body was thrilling with the heat of his own feelings, the electricity between them charging the very air. The sound of flutes reached a crescendo and Dom lowered his face to Kels. This was the purpose of the 'lover's first dance' as the ballad being played was known. Between friends the song ended with a kiss on the hand, between those who wished for their partners affections a kiss on the lips. Dom cupped Kels small face in his hand, pulling her up the tiny difference between their heights. Kels eyes fluttered shut. Dom lowered his head… and hesitated.

At the very last minute he altered his direction and brushed his lips delicately across her cheek. He wasn't entirely sure why he did it. This moment was everything he had thought about for so long and yet… it was wrong. Wrong to have such a moment here, in front of everyone. When, if he and Keladry were to ever reach a time, to share their first kiss he would want it to be private, personal, something special just between the two of them.

The feel of Kels cheek against his lips was tantalizing, smooth and warm. It took all his self restraint not to move his head to the right, to the area where her lips met her cheek. His breath caught in his throat but somehow he managed to make himself draw back. This close to Kel he could not miss the look deep in her eyes as he withdrew, even as her Yamani mask covered her face behind stone. His own eyes widened and he took an involuntary step back as the impact of the hurt he'd seen surprised him. The song over Kel also took a step back from him, a subtle twist in her movement causing his hand to slip from her side for the first time. She curtsied low to him, her expression unreadable. "Thank you Sergeant," she said quietly. "That was quite pleasant."

He took a step forward in confusion. What had he just seen? "Kel…"

"I think I may go get some refreshments," she interrupted. "The dance was warming." Dom stared at her. She curtsied again and turned to leave. As she did enlightenment finally struck. She thought he had… When he turned away from kissing her… She thought that he had not wanted to. They had been friends for a long time and perhaps she had misconstrued his actions. Perhaps she thought he was toying with her…

She turned to leave and immediately Dom went to go after her. A hand wrapped around his arm and Dom turned to look into cold green eyes. "Can I have a word with you?" Neal asked, his voice tight, although he had a smile fixed in place.

"In a minute" Dom said, trying to pull himself free surreptitiously.

Neals fingers dug into his arms. "Now cousin." Dom sighed and followed him out. He knew his stubborn cousin well enough that when he used that tone Dom would either have to follow him quietly or be dragged. Besides, as he watched his cousins' stiff figure as they walked out of the hall and into the cool air outside, he had a strong feeling he knew exactly what this was about.

Neal waited till they were a fair way away from the celebrations, near the barracks for castle soldiers. Dom sighed. "Just say it Neal."

His cousin whirled round, his face taught with his anger. "Just what exactly did you think you were doing back there Dom?"

"It's not what you think" Dom said, raising his hands placatingly.

"Oh really?" his cousin shot back, his eyes sparking in anger. "Because it looked an awful lot like you were trying to flirt with my best friend!"

"Neal" Dom sighed, fully aware that the man was in no mood to listen.

"She's not one of your court nobodies Dom! She's not someone you can just bed when you've got an itch!"

"You really think that that's what I'm doing." Dom snarled at Neal, angrier than he could have thought possible. "Do you really think that for one moment I would ever say, do or think anything like that about Kel?! Have you forgotten that it wasn't just you and your fellow noble friends who defended her against every mud-sucking, cradle snake who dared to insult her or her virtue?"

Neal knew very well exactly how true this was. He had been the one after all who had healed Doms' fractured arm and Wolsets' broken nose, as well a bunch of other smaller injuries, when Doms' squad had gotten in a fight with two squads from First Company. They had had the gall to try and have a go at Dom and his men during a late breakfast one day on Progress, asking them how they felt about having to share Kel in bed with the rest of Third Company. They had all sworn they wouldn't tell anyone lest Kel found out, and Neal had used his gift to heal them. He also warned his father not to see to any of the First Companies injuries. He hadn't told him why but Baird knew his son well enough to know he would never make such a request unless it was for a very good reason.

Although Neal was positive that not a member of Doms squad had spoken, and that the First Company squads would keep their mouths shut in case Lord Raoul, Kels Knight Master at the time, had found out still there had been two odd occurrences. When Neal had finally returned to his Knight Mistress after been missing for most of the day, weak and shaking from overusing his gift she hadn't said anything beyond telling him to get her next time and they'd share the burden. Two days later he heard that the two squads from First Company had been delegated to be scouts for the progress, meaning they were far away from all the action, forced to sleep on makeshift beds while the rest of the progress enjoyed more luxurious accommodation.

"Fine" he muttered. He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. "I just don't understand. Out of all the girls at the wedding, why were you flirting with Kel?" Dom shrugged and turned away not meeting his cousins gaze. Neal froze. He stared at his cousin, at his hunched shoulders, the way he wouldn't look at him. Slowly a realization seemed to seep through the fog in his brain, in response to the way Dom had been looking at Kel tonight while they danced. Neal knew the reputation his cousin had amongst the palace gossips. He was also very aware that half of the stories weren't true, especially since some of the best of them were ones that he himself had made up, usually in response to something Dom had done to him first. It was rare for Doms flirtations to go beyond just that and he was always very discreet. This tonight, the way he had watched Kel, danced with her, held her close…. Neal blinked as he finally understood.

"Oh," he said quietly, "oh, Dom." He reached out and grasped the mans shoulder. Dom still wouldn't look at him.

"It's not…" he muttered, "I'm not… I know that I'm not right…"

"Not right?"

"For her, for Kel." Dom clenched his hands into fists. "I know what people think about me, about what they will say. I know that she deserves better." Neals eyes widened in shock. He pulled on Doms arm, turning him to face him till he could grip both of his shoulders and look him in the eyes. Dom met his eyes squarely. "I know Neal. I know I'm just a younger son, just a sergeant in the Kings Own, whereas she's a Knight, Commander of New Hope, Protector of the Small. I know people say that I'm a court flirt."

"That's not true Dom."

Dom gave a bitter laugh, "Neal you were just thinking it!"

"I never said that you weren't good enough!" Neal argued back hotly. "I just didn't want her to get hurt."

"I'd never hurt her!" Dom shot back, his own anger flaring at the thought. "Mithros bless it Neal do you really think you're the only one loves her?"

Neals arms dropped to his side. "You love her?" he asked in shock. Dom looked equally stunned at what he had just said.

"I… I don't know," he started to pace, running his hand through his hair exactly the same way as Neal had done moments before. Despite the situation Neals lips twitched. "I mean… I know I care for her, worry about her and when I'm not around her, she's all I can think about. I hate it, not knowing where she is, what she's doing, whose she's with. I know that I don't have any claim on her, not that way and I just… I just can't stand the thought that someone else, some other man is going to come along and…" He whirled and faced Neal, "Do you remember, right before the ordeal, when you wrote me about Yuki? You told me how terrible it was going to sleep each and every single night, not able to think about anyone else but her, not knowing if there was any chance that she was thinking about you in return. Not knowing if she, if she cared," his voice dropped to a whisper.

Neal didn't know what to say. He had never really thought about the prospect of Dom and Kel together, until Yuki had pointed them out tonight at the wedding and even then he'd mainly been furious with what he assumed was Dom spinning a line on his best friend. He hadn't stopped to think, to consider that his cousin might actually be harboring real feeling for his friend, he'd just reacted. He groaned, "I am a meathead."

A smile fleetingly appeared on Doms face. "I've been telling you that for years."

"Shhh" Neal said, stepping away from Dom, his brow furrowed in thought. He was fairly certain that he knew his cousin better than anyone else. He was also positive that aside from her parents no one knew Keladry better than he did. When he wasn't using his wit to try and drive Neal up the wall, Dom was smart, strong, fun-loving, an excellent fighter and someone who appreciated people for who they were, not their status or their sex. Kel was… kind, smart, and stubborn. She was also quiet, thoughtful, wore her heart on her sleeve (not that many people noticed) and was often too serious for her own good. With Dom in her life she would have someone who appreciated her, all of her. Someone who wouldn't take her tender heart for granted. Someone who would stop her from taking everything so serious all the time and get her to relax and laugh. In short, Dom could quite possibly be exactly what the lady knight needed.

Neal sighed. He had been worrying about Keladry for a long time. Someone as caring as she was shouldn't feel the need to shut herself off the way she did. It wasn't good for her. He turned back to face Dom. "You know that if you ever hurt her I will kill you. Cousin or no cousin you are a dead man the moment one tear streaks down her face."

Dom smiled a little bitterly. "If I hurt her you wouldn't have a chance to hurt me, I would do it myself."

"Not that Kel couldn't hurt you worse than either or us could though."

"Of course not. I fear her revenge more than I fear yours."

Neal regarded him speculatively for a moment. Doms jaw was set, his eyes calm, his face determined. In an odd way it reminded Neal of when Dom had declared his intention to join the Kings Own, with or without his families blessing. Back then nothing else had mattered more in his cousins life. Now it seemed something else had come along that was even more special. Neal nodded. "As long as Kel approves than you have my support." Dom stance relaxed slightly.

"Thank you Neal." Neal was surprised at the sincerity that rang through Doms tone but he thought he understood it. He had felt the same when Dom approached him the day before to compliment him on his choice of bride. Apparently his cousin had made a concerted effort to get to know Yuki in the time they had together before Neal arrived at Steadfast, something which she had deeply appreciated. Dom in turn had revealed a great respect for both Yuki and the Yamani in general, telling his cousin in no uncertain terms that he was extremely lucky to have Yuki and to not mess up the best opportunity a meathead like him was ever going to get. Underneath the slyness of the words Neal had known what Dom had been saying and his cousins approval had counted for much. Dom sighed, running his hands through his hair yet again. "All I need is for Kel to return my feelings."

Neal shrugged. He knew his friends affection for his cousin but Kel was very careful about hiding those emotions that made her the most vulnerable. This wasn't about her Yamani mask, Neal could see through that in a second. This was about her heart and when it came to that Neal had no idea where it lay. Dom froze in his pacing. He looked horrified.

"What?" Neal asked, suddenly anxious.

"I just realized… if you figured it out. Gods there's no chance that Kel doesn't know." He swallowed. "When I danced with her… she just walked away."

"I don't think that's what happened…"

"Let's face it Neal, she's brighter than either of us. You realized something was up so she…"

"Are you saying that if I noticed anyone would?"

"Of course I bloody well am!"

Neal sighed, rubbing the back of his neck in annoyance and embarrassment. "I wouldn't worry about it Dom. I didn't even notice anything until Yuki pointed the two of you out and even then… she practically had to spoon feed me the idea." A relieved look appeared on Doms face immediately followed by a mischievous look of laughter.

"That sounds like our beloved meathead."

"Enough of the meathead," Neal growled, "or I'll revoke my blessing." Dom sighed.

"You're blessing wont mean anything if Kel doesn't feel the same."

"Well you'll never find out if she does if you spend the rest of the night standing in the cold with me will you?"

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Kel was more than a little angry with herself. She'd let herself get swept up in the most absurd romantic notions only to be disappointed to receive nothing more than a friendly kiss on the cheek. And what else did she expect, she found herself silently arguing, as she strode off of the dance floor. As she made her way over to a page bearing a tray of drinks and took a long pull from a cup of cinnamon flavored apple juice, she couldn't repress the twinge inside of her. Why didn't Dom follow her… And that was just stupid. She gritted her teeth as she took another swig. She was standing here, fussing over the attentions of a man like some kind of… some kind of… some kind of silly girl!

Kel blinked in surprise. The next moment laughter tried to bubble out of her lips. She hastily suppressed it knowing how ridiculous she would look standing by herself, laughing. Inside however she allowed a small chuckle. Of course she was acting like a girl, she was one. Despite her disappointment over Doms lack of affection she found her inner humor returning at the absurdities of her own thoughts. Yes, perhaps she had been a little foolish letting herself be swept up in the dance but, she realized, that was one of the advantages to being a girl. Her male friends would never really understand the thrill being held by a handsome young man (well at least that she knew of), enjoying a rousing dance and being lost in the moment could bring. A memory sparked and she gave an inner smile. As she had once told Lord Wyldon when she had been knocked silly in the tilting lane, 'being a girl was funner'.

Looking around her she caught a glimpse of Yuki. The Yamani was standing by herself on the outskirts of the dance floor, looking towards the doors. Although her face was smooth Kel thought something seemed to be bothering her. Glimpsing a group of men standing not to far away from her friend, and the speculative look on their faces, Kel hastened over. She doubted that her friend would appreciate the drooling attention of the young men behind her, especially in the mood she appeared to be in.

As Kel approached Yuki's eyes snapped up to her and Kel could easily see the anger in her eyes. Seeking to ease it somewhat Kel said in a jovial tone, "Where's Neal? I'm surprised he let you out of his sight with all these amorous young knights around."

Apparently she had chosen the wrong topic however as Yuki's eyes flashed at Neals name. Most of her face remained behind her fan but Kel saw her eyebrows clinch together ever so slightly. "He's with Dom." she said eventually. Despite her better judgment Kel couldn't help feeling a little better at that. At least there was a reason that Dom hadn't followed her. A hand tapped on her shoulder and she looked up to see Faleron and Seaver standing there. Faleron grinned at her.

"Fancy a dance Kel?" he asked. Kel was surprised but grinned in response. Back in their page days Faleron was well known for being the best dancer, being light and quick on his feet.

"I'd love to." She smiled, than looked at Yuki. Seaver was already bowing over her hand.

"Would you like to dance with me Lady Yukimi? Let me save you from your trio of admirers." Kel chuckled as Yuki shot a glance behind her at the young knights Kel had noticed before. One of them tipped his flagon at her rather drunkenly and Yuki nodded her agreement to Seaver with a freverance rather surprising in a Yamani. Kel and Faleron both burst into laughter.

Dancing with Faleron was fun, Kel admitted. He was still quick on his feet and surprised a laugh out of Kel when he dipped her backwards at the end of the dance. Seaver danced with her next and then Jondeth. Jondeths turn was a dance that involved brief rotations with the other dancers on the floor and he soon had Kel laughing at his witty remarks on the other ladies in their circle.

Feeling a little out of breath afterwards Kel excused herself and spotting Daine and Numair sitting at a lone table made her way over to them. She was extremely curious about what had occurred between Daine and Tobe the other day but had had no chance to speak to the wildmage. Tobe hadn't been able to tell her much beyond chatting with the horses and that Daine had talked to him about horse talk and understanding the herd. Although it was interesting it hardly sounded like anything requiring Tobe's assistance.

As Kel walked up she saw the pale blue and gold figure of Skysong, Daine's young dragon charge. Numair was bent over his lover, trying to urge food on her. Her face pale Daine pushed it away, under the nose of Skysong who promptly gobbled it up. Daine grinned triumphantly as Numair rolled his eyes in frustration. Kel hid a smile behind one hand as Daines looked up and noticed her. "Keladry!" she said, a smile of pleasure lighting up her face. Numair turned to face her with a smile, although Kel noticed his body position was still overly protective towards Daine. Skysong looked up at her, fluting a welcome in her own language. Kel bowed politely to all of them and took the seat indicated to her by Daine.

Before either of them could speak however Skysong gave a high pitched whistle. Diverted they all looked at the young dragon who was staring at Kel intently. Her whistle modulated to a range of clicks and whistles which to Kels ears seemed to express some type of urgency and interest. "What is it Kit?" Daine asked. "What's gotten your attention." Skysong turned to her surrogate mother and gave a series of whistles, pointing one delicate talon at Kel's waist. "Her sword?" Dainse asked in surprise. Skysong nodded.

Daine and Numair turned to look at Kel. "Keladry may we borrow your sword?" Numair asked in his quiet tone. "It seems Kitten finds something of interest in it and believe me she won't let it drop until she's thoroughly investigated the source." Puzzled Kel obligingly unclipped her sheathed sword and passed it over the table. Daine took it from her but before she could give it to the dragon the immortal snagged a hold of a loose piece of ribbon wrapped over the hilt and tugged hard. It unwrapped immediately, coming free from the sword.

"Kit no!" Daine cried in dismay but it was too late. "Keladry, I'm so sorry. She knows better than to damage other people's property." Kel immediately waved it off.

"Don't worry about it." she said cheerfully. "It's not a part of the design, I just wrapped it around for the banquet."

In the meantime, the source of her interest achieved, Skysong was chatting away to herself as she closely examined the ribbon band. After a moment, as the humans watched with amused interest, she held it up to Numair with an authorative peal. Daine frowned as the ribbon was held right under her nose and Numair obligingly raised a hand, letting his gift spill out to cover it. His eyebrows raised in surprise.

"What is it?" Daine abruptly demanded. "It shines…" Skysong reached out and tugged on an orange object that was poking out between the folds. Daine laughed, "It's a griffin feather isn't it?"

Kel hid a blush. "I usually carry one on my belt at all times. I didn't really think it would be appropriate at this banquet but…" she shrugged. "I've been fighting too long to not know that the enemy will attack at the most inconvenient times. I didn't want to be caught without it so I sewed a new one in Mindelan blue and wrapped it around my sword."

"And thus provided your sword with protection from most small hexes and protective barriers." Numair murmured.

"Pardon?" Kel asked. Numair shot her a look.

"You do know the protective properties of the feathers of a griffon don't you?"

"Of course," Kel said. "They help me see though illusions and my griffon fletched arrows have shot through shamans spells before. I usually wear these bands over my eyes and ears."

"I see." Numair said. "Well by wrapping them around you sword you are essentially providing the same set of circumstances as your fletching. The power of the feathers is imbibed in the object they are touching. Therefore by having your feathers wrapped around your sword hilt, you are protecting it the same way you protect your arrows." He took the band from Skysong and handed it back to Kel. She took it thoughtfully.

"Interesting. So if I found a way to put these in my shield or my glaive…"

"They too would be protected from all minor magics." Kel mulled this over. As soon as she got back to New Hope she would have to see the blacksmith and see what they could manage. Daine sighed and shifted a little uneasily. Numairs eyes snapped back to her and he offered her a glass of water. She waved it away rather irritably.

"Stop fussing Numair I'm fine." She looked at Kel, her eyes shadowed slightly. Sensing that her friend didn't want to talk about what was making Numair fuss so (even though Kel secretly already knew thanks to Dom) she changed the subject.

"I was wondering Daine if perhaps you wouldn't mind explaining what happened yesterday with Tobe? You hinted that you had something else to say…"

"Oh that!" Daine said, straightening up. "Sorry Kel, I didn't want to say anything in front of him till I had had a chance to work with him. I was afraid that if I told him what I thought it might inhibit him some."

Kel frowned. "What do you mean?"

Daine leaned forward. "Your boy had powerful wildmagic. It's limited to horse's it's true, he's what the k'miri call horse-hearted, but it's stronger than any I've seen since I met the Banjiku tribes of Carthak and they are descended from god-borns. Like Tobe their wildmagic is specific to certain animals but in very strong quantities. To be truthful, Tobe is stronger even than they are, stronger than Stefan of Corus." Kels eyebrows shot up. She had met the head groomsman many times and had heard of his prowess.

"I knew Peaceblossom liked him for a reason." she said eventually. Daine laughed.

"A very good one. Yesterday was the first chance I had to test Tobe and I'll admit I was impressed with the changes I saw. When I first met him during my stay at Haven Tobe's wildmagic was chaotic, unfocused. He could obviously use it to communicate with his equine friends but little more than that. Now here we are several months on and he's a lot more focused. He's managed to gain some control over what he can do all on his own which is astounding. Frankly I didn't even manage that. Numair had to teach me all about meditation before I managed to rein my magic in. Naturally Tobe's isn't on the same scale but still. I haven't seen anyone with wildmagic like his gain such control over it in such a small amount of time on their own before."

Kel smiled. "I've learnt to never under estimate what he can manage."

"Actually I think that might be part of the reason he's so advanced. Tobe told me that while you were in Scanra he called many of the horses to him, with his mind only, not using words." Daine said. Kel nodded, she remembered how useful that had been. "I think the need at the time, and quite possibly his intense desire to help you is part of the reason he managed to use his abilities in such a way. Usually one would need to training to accomplish that feat, I certainly did. Before Numair showed me how I always thought I had to use my voice to talk and call to animals. Tobe made the intuitive leap that that wasn't necessary all on his own."

"So what does this all mean?" Daine sighed.

"If it was any other time I'd take him, try and train him. Unfortunately with the war and… other things, I can't. What I'd like to do, with your permission, is use the last couple of days of your stay to teach him as much as I can. I'll provide him with what notes I can find the time to write, so that he can at least continue his training for a little bit once he gets back to New Hope." She hesitated for a moment. "I'll tell you something in confidence but I must ask that you don't repeat this to Tobe. He's magic is so strong that I think, given time, I could teach him to heal, possibly even share the mind of the horses around him."

"Why cant I…" Kel began to ask, feeling mystified. She was sure her charge would be thrilled to here this.

"It's not fair." Daine said, shaking her head. "The Curse Hag only knows when this blighted war will end. It could take years and it wouldn't be fair to Tobe. To know what it is that he might be able to do if he could only get the training? It wouldn't be right and I won't put him through it. Trust me on this, I know how terrible it would be for him." After a moment Kel nodded.

"I think I understand." She said. "I don't have the gift but if I knew that there was something I could do, to help those that I care about, and not be able to just because no one had shown me how… It would be terrible."

Daine smiled. "I knew you would understand."

"I wouldn't say you were ungifted either." Numair said, regarding Kel with his powerful dark eyes. "You've achieved more than most of the 'gifted' individuals I've met. You have the ability to invoke great loyalty and faith in your people. You may not have magic but I'd say your heart gives you a great gift."

Kel shrugged, feeling embarrassed. "Thank you" she said quietly. Daine relieved the solemnity of the moment by elbowing Numair in the ribs. "Stop flattering her." she chided with a grin. "I might get jealous." She winked at Kel who smiled back as Numair looked fondly down at his partner. Kel turned away, to gaze upon the dancers. Neal had returned to Yuki's side she saw, and they were now together on the dance floor. She couldn't see Dom and found her eyes scanning the area for him. Realizing what she was doing she deliberately turned away to see Daine regarding her with a curious expression. Seeing the knowing glimmer in the wildmages eyes Kel decided it was time to depart. She pulled herself to her feet with a sigh.

"I had best go wish the happy couple salutations. I haven't had the chance to yet and this is probably the only ball where milord won't be hiding behind the curtains." Daine laughed and Numair chuckled as Kel gave all three of them a smile and bow. She made her way to where Raoul and Buri were standing, surrounded by several men in the clothing of the Kings Own. Kels heart gave an uncomfortable thud as she realized this but she forced herself to continue. She'd have to speak to Dom again sooner or later and the sooner she did, the quicker she could get over her earlier disappointment. Or at least that's what she told herself.

To her relief however as she got close she realized Dom wasn't among the men. One turned at her approach and Wolsett gave her a cheeky smile. "Lady Knight, you look lovely," he said with a courtly bow. Kel placed a mock frown on her face.

"Don't tell me, you've been taking flattery tips from you're sergeant have you?" He grinned.

"Why'd ye think we're considered the most dashin' squad of the Kings Own?"

"Bribery." Qasim joked as he stepped forward and gave Kel a bow. Beside him Lerant copied the gesture, giving a slight sarcastic twist to it and an ironic look. Kel hid a grin as she regarded the standard bearer to the Kings Own. Although the rivalry Lerant had fostered against her was long gone, neither could resist the opportunity to rile each other up a little. Their sparring matched were actually quite enjoyable really.

"You managed to scrub up decently Lady Knight" he said as he straightened. Kel put her head thoughtfully on the side.

"What happened? Third Company drop you in the horses trough and force soap on you?" she asked with a teasing grin. "You actually look presentable." He scowled at her, but a grin flickered on the edge of his lips. Kel turned to Raoul and Buri. "Milord, Milady congratulations." They smiled at her.

"You look nice." Buri said with a wicked smile. Kel resisted the urge to make a face, choosing to bow instead.

"I love your dress." she said. Buri was in a combo dress of silken layered gown, with a tribal cut top that Kel vaguely recognized from her lessons on K'miri wear. Much like Kels own dress it looked like Lalasa had mixed together warrior clothing and delicate dress. As Buri flattened the bottom of her corset Kel caught a glimpse of the throwing knives concealed under her sleeves and hid a grin. Obviously she wasn't the only one who had come prepared.

Raoul beamed down at his new wife. "You do look lovely Commander" a quiet voice spoke by Kels ear. She half turned in recognition and fought the tingling that immediately swept down her spine. Dom stepped up to her side and bowed over Buri's hand, brushing it with his lips.

"How many times do I have to say it. It's not Commander any more." Buri said with a roll of her eyes, although she didn't stop smiling.

"Would you prefer Lady?" Dom said with a mischievous look in his eye.

"Watch yourself Sergeant" Buri threatened with a raised finger. Dom pretended to shudder back in fear.

"I surrender. Allow me to share a dance with you instead." Buri smiled and looked at Raoul. He returned her look fondly.

"Go, it'll give me a chance to share a dance with Keladry." Kel looked at him as he bowed to her and offered a hand. She took it gladly.

As Raoul twirled her around the dance floor she realized how odd it was to dance with someone taller than her. Most of the men she knew were either her height or smaller. It was hardly surprising considering her mothers height. Illaine of Mindelan towered over her husband Piers. In fact the only other person Kel had danced with tonight that had been taller than her was Dom. Faleron and Orric had matched her and Seaver had been shorter. It was odd, she decided, but nice.

As they danced she and Raoul talked about many things, sharing anecdotes about Third Company and Kels refugees at New Hope. They both deliberately avoided mentioning the war itself. It had been so long since Kel had been able to enjoy some relaxing time with her old mentor and it took her back to the days when she had been a squire and he her knight master. She felt blessed, not only to have had such an amazing teacher but also to have Raoul as a friend. As the dance ended Raoul went to retrieve his bride and Wolsett snagged Kels hand for the next dance. Qasim took the next one and to Kel's surprise Lerant the one after. He was surprisingly good on his feet and teased Kel about dancing quite well as a lady. She gave back as good as she got and by the end of their dance they seemed tied on insults. Lerant called it a draw before Neal appeared by Kels side to share a dance with his best friend.

She begged off after that, feeling hot and rather tired. Despite the divergence provided she hadn't been able to stop herself from tracking Dom throughout the night. After dancing with Buri, he had spent the next couple of dances chatting with Lord Raoul. After that he had taken Yuki for a spin. He had then spent sometime chatting with some riders and Kings Own members before heading out once more onto the dance floor with the same brunette Kel had seen him flirting with earlier in the evening. They had shared several dances and as Kel excused herself from Neal seemed involved in deep conversation.

Feeling oddly depressed Kel decided enough was enough. Balls had never really given her much enjoyment and as much as she had liked meeting new people and dancing with her friends she was tired. At least she wasn't the first to leave. Quite a few had gone already, as many had duties they would have to face in the morning. Buri and Raoul had made a discreet exit the previous dance and the tower had tolled the time at being close to midnight not so long ago. She stopped briefly by Faleron and Seaver to tell them she was leaving, incase any one asked (Neal was a real worrywart and she didn't want to get woken up by him crashing through her door in a panic in a few hours) then exited the hall.

Outside she took deep breaths of the cool air. Looking up at the clear sky she suddenly changed her direction. Instead of heading to her room she headed towards the same walkway overlook she and Dom had watched the arrivals from the day before. It ran a good length of the Fort and she walked until she was at a part that gave her a glimpse of the stars and the Vassa River in the distance. She had considered perhaps standing somewhere along the main battlements, but then she would have to put up with the men on patrol and she'd rather be alone. Placing her hands on the protective barrier she looked up at the stars. It was so silent here, only the distance sound of music and the rare calls of the patrol men disturbed the quiet. Kel couldn't help but chuckle to herself. She was more used to the sounds of refugees and livestock, then the silence of a war camp at night.

Gazing up at the stars Kel made herself face the emotions that had troubled her at the banquet. Disquiet seemed to fill her but she couldn't place the source. An image of Dom dancing with the brunette flashed across her mind and she sighed, shaking her head angrily. "This is stupid." she muttered.

"Talking to yourself?"

Kel stiffened at the voice that came from behind her. Sliding her Yamani mask into place she half turned to acknowledge the person standing behind her. "Dom." she said quietly. "What are you doing here? I thought you were still at the banquet." He shrugged and came to stand beside her, leaning casually against the barrier.

"I wasn't really interested in it to tell you the truth." Kel shot him a surprised look. She thought he'd been enjoying himself…

"Really? I thought you looked to be having fun." She bit her lip in consternation at her own words and looked away from him. The last thing she needed was for Dom to realize she had been watching him. He looked at her speculatively from the corner of his eyes.

"Parts of it were pretty good" he admitted, fighting back an internal wince. Good didn't really describe how amazing it had been to dance with Kel.

Kel turned to face him. "The brunette you were dancing with. Was that the girl you were talking about yesterday?" She didn't know why she said it. Dom always seemed to shake her Yamani calm and balance and she'd just blurt out the first thing that entered her head. She kept her thoughts hidden behind her Yamani mask and regarded him calmly. He shot her a look then gazed out over the walls at the Vassa.

"No." he said quietly. "She's just a daughter of a friend of my fathers. We'd never met before but she realized who I was. She's pretty shy and I think she appreciated having someone there that she knew even in the most distant way." Despite herself Kel softened slightly. That certainly sounded like Dom. Hadn't he rescued her on her first day with the Own the same way?

"That was nice of you." she murmured, turning to face him properly for the first time.

"I suppose." He said, still gazing at the view. "I just…" he trailed off.

"What?" Kel asked. He didn't reply and impulsively she reached out and touched his shoulder. She felt a shiver that ran up her arm and hastily withdrew it. She struggled to keep her voice neutral. "Dom what were you going to say?"

He turned to look at her and Kel made herself look away. She didn't want to know what she might feel if she let herself gaze into his deep blue eyes. They seemed to hold some power over her tonight, something she couldn't understand and she feared to make more of a fool of herself. She directed her sight at the stars instead, pretending to be absorbed with their beauty. She felt Doms stare on her, like a heat wave flushing her skin. His voice when it came had lowered in tone. "I just wish I hadn't spent so much of my time looking after her and that I could have spent more time with… with certain people."

"What people?" Kel asked, still not looking at him. She realized how immature this was and turned to face him. Acting this way was childish and she was better than that. She also owed Dom more. She returned his look and froze. His eyes were warm, soft and distant. Her heart seemed to hitch inside her. She had been wrong. She wasn't prepared to see that look in Dom's eyes. It was so strong, so deep, a look similar to the one she saw in Neal and Yuki, or Raoul and Buri.

"She was here wasn't she. The girl you like." It wasn't a question, just a statement of fact, prompted by his expression. The expression of a lover.

"Yes." He said simply, his voice lower and huskier. Earlier this evening hearing that tone in Doms voice would have sent a shiver of pleasure through Kel but now she felt nothing but cold. It wasn't directed at her, it was directed at this mysterious woman and it was something that Dom would never share with her. Pain seemed to fill her. She realized how blind she had been. She'd thought she had been swept away with the flipperies that came with the banquet, the dancing, the romance. She'd been wrong. It had been Dom that stirred these feelings in her, the feel of being in his arms, the way his eyes seemed to pierce her mask and see her inner self. She was foolish indeed.

"I'm sorry you didn't get the chance to spend time with her." she said as coolly as she knew how. He straightened, a puzzled look over-riding the warmth in his eyes. "I'm, I'm sure though that you will be able to over the next couple of days however. Lord Raoul will probably keep Third Company here for the next week at least and I doubt the ladies of the court will be heading back to Corus right away."

"Kel," he said in a confused tone, obviously thrown by the tenor of her words. He took a step closer and Kel stepped to the side.

"I'm tired Dom. I'm going to go to bed." He looked shocked, half reaching out towards her with one hand. She turned away, "Goodnight"

"Keladry!" his voice called after her. She paused for a second. She knew her abrupt departure was rude. "Later Dom okay? I'm just… I just can't help you right now."

He swore roughly behind her and before she knew what was happening he took two strides forward and grabbed her hand. He tugged and Kel felt herself pulled around and straight into his arms. His deep sapphire eyes bore into hers as he cupped her face in one big hand. The other held her securely against his body, tight but not so much that she couldn't step away. Her body felt like it was on fire, the thrumming power that had sparked between them all night volting through her so that her knees felt weak and shaky underneath her. Dom breath was warm on her face, his voice huskier than ever. "Don't you understand Keladry?" he whispered. "You're the one that I want to be with. The only one."

Kel felt hypnotized in his gaze, light headed and thrilling at the same time. He leaned forward, his hand sliding to the back of her neck as he pulled her too him once more. Kel's hands were on his chest, and the feel of his heart beating seemed to pound through her. Her breath caught in her throat as the smell of Dom, warm, powerful and alluring swamped her senses. "I.." she managed to gasp out.

A warm chuckle slipped from his throat sending tingles of pleasure through her body. His lips tickled her own as he murmured, "Surely my brave Protector isn't lost for words?" She didn't say anything in reply, for once not caring about Doms use of her hated nickname. Instead she marveled at the way it felt for him to call her his. His eyes were half lidded as he gazed into her own, their color deeper and richer than she had ever seen them before.

"Dom" she breathed as her own eyes closed. His lips eased over hers and Kel couldn't suppress her gasp at the feelings that coursed through her. Vibrant, tingling energy seemed to fall through her, from her mouth to her toes. Her hands moved on their own violation, tracing up his body to wind around his neck, tangling in his hair. He deepened the kiss, his tongue gently flicking over hers and she felt herself weaken. Another chuckle came from him as he wound his arm more securely around her, holding her up, even as he pressed his lips more passionately against hers. Kels head was awhirl and she wasn't sure of anything, dizzy with the feel of him, drunker with passion than she had ever been from mere liquor.

He pulled away just to whisper her name, before lowering his lips to hers once more. Kel stood on tip toe, her hands in his hair, tightly holding him to her. She felt more aware of herself in this moment than she ever had before, even during battle. She was acutely conscious of ever part of her body, of the places they touched, of the feelings that coursed through her. Finally, breath ragged they drew away from each other. Doms eyes were a more vibrant blue than she had ever seen before. She thought she could get lost in them, letting herself stare as he returned her gaze. One of his hands lightly reached up to brush aside the strand that had once again fallen away from the knot of her hair and she shivered at his touch.

Sound echoed underneath them and abruptly Kel realized that the rest of the banquet had ended and every one was leaving. Soon there would be people traversing their walkway, as it was a link to many suites of rooms. Also the remaining members of Doms squad would be returning to the barracks and they would surely notice that he was missing. Dom seemed to know what it was she was thinking as he shot an annoyed but resigned look at the party goers below. She opened her mouth to say something but he covered it with one hand before kissing her once more, swiftly and surely. When they pulled apart Kels heart was pounding and at that moment she couldn't have told him whatever it was that she had been able to say.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" he murmured as he let one hand slowly stroke her cheek, his tone lilting with question and a hint of uncertainty. She nodded and he sighed leaning so that his forehead rested on hers. "Gods, what you've done to me Keladry of Mindelan." he whispered. The sound of footsteps climbing up the stairs towards them echoed and his hands tightened where they rested on Kels shoulders as his eyes closed. His fingers reached up to curl around her chin as he pulled her up for one last sweet kiss. "Goodnight"

His breath and scent washed over her once more. "Goodnight Dom." she whispered. He let her go and giving her one of his trade mark mischievous smiles shooed her away, back along the walkway. Winking at her he turned and disappeared along the next exit, in a direction that would take him directly to the Kings Own barracks.

In a daze Kel walked back the way she had come. One day, she realized, she would really have to thank Lord Raoul for organizing for them all to come together for his wedding. An uncontrollable smile played across her lips as she remembered the way Dom had looked at her. Yes, she definitely owed her Knightmaster for this.

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The sound of trumpets and movement woke Kel up a lot earlier than she would have liked. As always she was weighed down by the heavy lumps of dog and sparrows. Easing herself out from underneath them all she had just put her feet on the ground when Tobe poked his sleep tussled head out from the next room. "Lady?" he asked, blinking eyes that seemed to barely want to open.

"Go back to bed Tobe" Kel said quietly. "I don't think this involves us." He nodded already half asleep and disappeared from view. Standing up Kel padded her way over to her nearest window wincing as the coldness of the floor hit her feet. Throwing open the shutters she saw it was still pitch black outside but the court yard was lit with the light from many torches.

Peering outside she was easily able to recognize the flag of the Kings Own being held by Lerant at the front of the forming column. Frowning she leant against the window edge, observing as squad after squad pulled themselves into line.

As she watched she saw the massive form that could only be Lord Raoul as he pulled himself into Drums saddle. The smaller figure beside him had to be Buri. Kel saw the woman hand Raoul up his sword and shield. Raoul leant down out of the saddle and captured Buri's lips in his own before urging Drum on till he was in line with Lerant and Flynndon. Buri turned and disappeared into the Kings Own stable, most likely to retrieve her own mount.

Kel scanned the lines of horseman with her eyes once more. They were almost fully formed now and, although she would never admit it to herself, there was one person in particular that she was looking for. Torchlight flickered over black and blue and Kel looked down into Dom's face. He sat at the head of his squad but his intent gaze was directed souly at her. As their eyes met his mouth twisted into a bittersweet smile, his face looking almost despondent in response. Heat seemed to flush up her body and she felt an almost irrational urge to do something, anything to ease the sorrow in his eyes. She gripped the edge of the window tightly and felt her herself inadvertently mouth out one word, 'Dom'.

His eyes seemed to bore into her and she felt almost light headed. The power that had seemed to thrum through them when he kissed her, seemed to scorch the air between them and tingled through her finger tips. A trumpet blew and Kel felt her heart squeeze. Dom smiled that bittersweet smile again and raised his hand to his forelock in salute. Urging his horse forward he didn't look back again and Kel was left to watch as Third Company passed by her, out through the gates and down the long tapering road. Darkness returned as the torches were slowly extinguished one by one. They were gone.

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Just got to say it. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHA!

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