Laying in the sweaty tangled sheets, Kel stared at the ceiling. Terror filled her heart, and tears stained her cheeks. "Just a dream,Kel, Just a dream," she reassured herself. Taking a few deep breaths, she steady her drumming heart, and rolled out of bed. She stretched out her arms over her head, feeling the relief as her back made a satisfactory crack. She released her arms with a sigh and began her morning routine. Once in full morning attire she sat at her desk. Usually she was not much one for writing, but while contemplating everything this morning, something had just...come to her:
They say that a heart cannot be broken if it has not been touched by love,
but my heart has been broken for a long time;
by the absence of love.
Meanwhile...
"Alright, everyone know what they are doing?" Yuki questioned while snapping her fan into her palm for emphasis. She looked around at all the faces in the room. Their expressions varying from barely awake, to excited, to weary.
"Actually..."
"Be quiet Nealan," She said, with a slap to the back of his head. The small woman smiled evilly. "Let's go."
Dom was worried about his dearest friend Kel. She hadn't been acting like herself lately, and now she kept disappearing whenever he tried to look for her. Sighing, he headed to the mess hall for breakfast. He waited his turn in line with all the refugees, and his comrades. Finally finished retrieving his meal he went to sit at an unoccupied table. He slid onto the bench, happy to be off his feet. He was half way into taking a bite of his porridge when six men sat down around him. To his right sat his commander, Raoul, and to his left was Alana's husband George. On the other side, mirroring them were his favorite cousin, directly across from himself, and on either side of Neal were Kel's knight friend, Merric of Hollyrose, and Wolset. (A/N Raoul recruited him)
Raoul slapped the confused sergeant on the back quite roughly, causing his porridge to plop back into the bowl. "Good morning, Dom," the large knight said cheerfully.
"Good...morning sir..." he greeted back, still slightly bewildered.
Neal who had been strangely silent for once muttered into his food. Dom only heard a few snippets of his mumbled yammering. Something about lecherous family members, and protecting his best friends honor.
Now utterly perplexed Dom thought, Well, this is odd. First Kel starts going invisible, and now Neal is keeping his sarcasm to himself...the world has turned backwards.
Shaking himself out of his contemplation, he gathers up his energy and said, "What brings all of you here today then?" It's not like most of these men weren't his friends, but to have them all there together, and all staring at him like they knew something he didn't, was extremely unnerving to the handsome man.
George was the one who spoke up, "Well you see lad, the lasses decided to have a 'Ladies day' with your Keladry. And so here all of us poor saps are stuck by are lonesome's, so we are having a 'Man's day'."
"Why would they need a ladies day with Kel? I thought she despised that sort of thing," He asked earnestly.
Many of the companions had exasperated looks on their faces, and Neal was glaring at his 'meathead' cousin, but Dom had chosen that exact moment to look down upon his breakfast, so that he could finally eat something, and entirely missed their expressions. Wolset smiled good naturedly.
"Come'n Sarge, it's lookin' like we've got lots of...stuff to do."
