Hey sorry the last chapter was so short. Things have been really hectic. A lot of family crap…
Anyways…hope you guys like what's going on. I promise there will someday be Kel/Dom action. I will not kill Kel.
Disclaimer (sry I 4got it in the last chapter, I was a lil' preoccupied): all the wonderful characters belong to the genius Tamora Pierce….go figure….you know, it only took reading her books and all the other disclaimers on this site for me to figure that out….shakes head and people say I'm slow…..
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460 H.E. November 13'One week,' Kel thought. 'It's been one week since I came to this place. How long till I'm rescued? Will I even be rescued? What if they don't know where to look.' Generally optimistic, Kel's mood was rapidly deteriorating due to her conditions. Thinking of Dom with a sudden pang of sadness a cool part of her mind told her, 'Don't be silly. Of course they'll figure out a way to find you.'
The time she had spent in the dungeon had begun to show on Kel's body. Covered in dried blood and mud, her lip had been split again, she thought she might have a concussion, a nasty bump covered the back of her head, her arm was a constant source of throbbing, her back was covered in whip marks. Fainting spells had become part of her daily norm. She couldn't help it. It almost seemed as if her captors were not letting her get a solid sleep in on purpose. 'Why would they do such a thing?' she thought. 'Because tired people let more slip,' replied a Yamani part of her mind. 'Of course,' she muttered to herself. 'If I'm tired I won't be able to concentrate as hard on keeping information from them. Isn't life just perfect?' She drifted off to sleep, dreaming of a certain pair of very intense, blue eyes.
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Barking? Why was Dom barking? Wait Dom wasn't barking, he was standing there, amazingly handsome, blue eyes shinning in the sun, hair gleaming as the wind blew tufts of it into his face. But where was the barking coming from?
Something wet and cold touching her hand brought Kel back to reality. She opened her eyes to see wall of dark stones. The cause of wetness was a small drip from the ceiling that was falling on her hand. 'I was dreaming,' she thought sadly hearing the barks of dogs in the distance. 'That's all it was. But Dom? Why was I dreaming of Dom?'
Pulling herself into a sitting position Kel looked around. Through the bars near a drain she could see a figure huddled in the cell next to hers.
"Hullo,'' she whispered.
She saw the figure spring to his feet, hand going to his waist as if expecting a weapon to be there.
"Calm down," she said quietly. "It's just me."
The figure came over and knelt down near the bars. "Hullo," he said. "Captain Marcus. Who might you be?"
Her throat was so dry that Kel's answer emerged as a croak. "Lady Knight Keladry of Mindelan."
He looked surprised. She could make out his features in the dim light. They were strong; his nose, his chin, his lips, all adding to the forcefulness of his face. "Mindelan," he said. "Isn't that in Tortall?"
Kel nodded and the captain's face broke into a smile. "Mithros!" he exclaimed. "Finally, I'm not the only Tortallan in this dump." He looked down at her, face thoughtful. "My you look like you've been through a lot."
Kel tried to force herself to smile. Managing a weak grin she said, "Nope. I've only been through a little."
"That's right," a deep voice boomed behind Kel making her jump what felt like a mile. "You've still more to go through, or did you forget about your little meeting with the Master today."
The man in the next cell saw Kel wince and close her eyes. There was obvious discomfort on her face as the guard yanked her up by her bad arm. 'He seems to have a nice little habit of doing that,' she thought to herself as she was dragged away.
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Sorry again…I know it's short… I'll try and make the next one longer but no promises…life's too unpredictable…