9 Sure-Fire Ways of Understanding Boys


7. Playing with your hair: I can't live without you

Seaver

Weak from the loss of blood, Kel lay in the arms of her betrothed, trembling with exhaustion. The healers had tended to her wounds already, and Neal had ordered her to a day of bed-rest.

"'m sorry, Seaver," she mumbled into the rough material of his tunic.

The knight in question merely looked down and sighed, pulling her even closer, caressing her head as he curled locks of her hair around his fingers. "Kel... just promise you'll be more careful next time..."


I just realised how much I hate the Kel/Neal drabble... it's too cheesy. (all that agree, say 'aye')

I think I managed to keep it more subtle this time.

- Khadeejah: 31/05/2009