Kel rose to the twitter and singing of parakeets and sparrows. She had never been so happy to wake up in a familiar bed and room. Her bare feet touched the cool stone floor and she grabbed her sword off of its designated rack. She began a pattern dance that the Lioness had taught her since she didn't have her glaive. The dance took her away from the palace and her situation of lying to her friends. All that Kel could think about was her fluid movement and keeping the right stance. As the sun began to rise it sprinkled light into Kel's room. She could hear slight movement around the room as Gwen and Lalasa began to rise from their own slumber. Kel heard a small shriek of fright and she stopped abruptly.

Gwen sat criss crossed on Kel's bed, quite used to Kel's display in the morning but Lalasa looked petrified with fright, "Lalasa it is quite alright. I'm completely in control."

"But, my lady, what if you should have tripped and cut Gwen or—or an animal?" She continued to tremble.

Kel tried to smile lightly at the scared girl to calm her, "There's no need to worry about that Lalasa, and I've been doing this for a very long time."

"But you could still make a mistake?"

Kel shrugged before answering truthfully, "I could." Lalasa gave a small whimper before returning to the changing room. Gwen shrugged at Kel before Kel once again began her pattern dance. Kel's feet moved to the rhythm of her movement but quite ironically she stepped on the rug that lay next to her hearth. Before she knew what was happening she felt her feet leave her as the rug slipped away. Her head landed with a loud thud against the cauldron that lay in the hearth making hot water. Kel was quickly enwrapped by a black blanket.

She didn't hear Gwen's gasp of shock or Lalasa's shriek after hearing the loud crack. Gwen quickly moved Kel away from the hot hearth and towards the bed. She examined Kel to make sure it was just a head injury. Luckily by some god's luck she had not been cut by her sword that lay upon the floor, "I'm going to get the palace healer Lalasa. You must wrap down Kel's chest by the time I get back with help." Gwen ran out the door and she then realized that she had no idea where she was going.

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Faleron got out of his bed when the sunlight had kissed his eyes. He went through the motions of doing a swift sword dance, bathe, and then get changed into black breeches and a black shirt. He went to the hall where the first pages' rooms usually lay. He looked at all the doors and stopped at the one that read Kile of Trebond, but his mind refigured all the letters till it read Keladry of Mindelan.

'Gods I miss her. I miss her badgering Neal to eat and I miss all her support. I wish Lord Wyldon hadn't kicked her out, and from what Meg said she's depressed at the convent.' He sighed with grief evident on his face, but he thought of Kel's Yamani mask and his face went smooth and emotionless.

He was just thinking about going to breakfast when he saw a pretty girl with wavy chocolate brown looking around with frantic golden eyes, "May I be of assistance?" He asked kindly with a warm smile.

"My-my lord. Please help my master. I would be eternally in your debt." She seemed to gulp as she said the last sentence.

"What's wrong with him?" Faleron asked as his brows furrowed in seriousness.

"He has hit his head and he is unconscious." The girl led him through the door that read 'Kile of Trebond.' He walked over to the bed where he saw, who he assumed was, Kile lying unconscious with with another girl frantically sponging his forehead. 'I've got to hand it to this Kile fellow; he knows how to pick servants.' He thought as he subtly checked the older girl out.

"A couple minutes ago he hit his head on the cauldron and he's been unconscious since."

"What's wrong with him, sir?" asked the girl on the bed anxiously, even though she avoided eye contact with him.

"I don't know, let me get Neal, but for now keep lying on the bed."

"Yes m'lord." Lalasa said curtsying. Faleron ran out the door to Neal's room, knowing that Neal slept in.

He banged roughly on the door with his fist. There were slow movements behind the door. Neal opened the door and stuck his head out. His emerald eyes were swollen from sleep, with black circles under them.

"Gods did you sleep at all?"

"No, whatdoya want?" Neal asked in a slurred voice, from drowsiness.

"This lad named Kile won't wake up and it looks like he has a nasty bump on his head."

"You know usually I would say when they don't wake up they are dead but in this weird time of magic anything is possible." Faleron snorted and waited while Neal pulled on some breeches, and ran out the door without his shirt. He ran to the younger boy's room and found one servant fluffing a pillow for Kile's head.

Lalasa was pretending to be busy in the privy hoping that the boys didn't see her. 'I don't want to go out there.' Lalasa thought as she shook in fear, 'One I could maybe handle, but two...' She shivered at the thought, 'I have to be brave for lady though. What if it is something deadly, then my protector will once again be gone.' Trying not to linger on the past she forced herself out of the washroom with a basin of cold water.

Neal looked at the pale sight of the boy's face. The boy's hair stuck to his scalp and his forehead as if it was pasted on. His thin cotton shirt was wet. His breathing was even, but too fast for sleeping. He began to slowly probe the bump with his magic and found that it was a popped blood vessel, 'That's a bump that would make even Kel proud.'

Neal began to send emerald magic into Kile, but found a misty gray wall blocked him. He tried to penetrate the wall, but found he just got horrible headaches. "I need to go get my father."

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Duke Baird followed behind his son, and saw the still figure of a boy laid across the bed. As he got closer the boy appeared to have worked out prior to his injury.

He sent some of his own magic into the boy, trying to figure out what was wrong, but a wall blocked him. He tried to get through gently at first, but grew frustrated and tried larger blasts of his Gift. As he tried one last time the boy's breathing slowed.

Duke Baird peeled back the boy's eyelids to see the eyeballs set tightly against the top eyelid. "The boy is unconscious." He relayed off to Neal, who hurried to tell everyone else in the room.

"We already knew that," Faleron said a tad bit impatiently.

"My father isn't sure, but he can't find any magic in Kile so he thinks that Kile's mind due to his loss of memory has constructed a barrier around it. We were both unable to heal Kile without getting headaches." Neal walked back to help his father.

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Kel sat up in her bed only to knock into someone else's head. "Gods I see you're better." Neal said dryly although concern was etched on his face, "What happened to you?"

"I think I slipped on a rug." Kel said while trying to absolve the growing crimson, "What time is?" Kel asked desperately trying to change the subject. Neal seemed to take the hint.

"Just before sunrise why?"

"I have to practice! Today we start training."

"No way, you have to stay in bed. You may have gotten a concussion."

"Neal I'm going whether you, as a healer, like it or not."

"You'll have to go through me." He said as he puffed out his chest and flexed his muscles.

"That can be arranged." Kel said smirking as she jumped off the bed and nudged Neal out of the way.

"Hey!" Kel slammed the privy door behind her before Neal could stick his foot in the way of the closing door.

"Can I borrow some of your page uniforms for a day?" Kel yelled behind the door. Kel heard some muttering, but another door was closed and nothing else was heard behind the door. Kel waited awhile, but then was surprised when she saw sturdy tan cotton practice clothes being pushed through the partially open door. She slipped off her sweaty cotton nightshirt that she had worn that the night before and quickly threw it at Neal.

"Eugh...that disgusting. I'm not your maid."

"But you would look so good in their uniforms," Kel replied, imagining Neal in the black dresses the maid wore. "I'll meet you at breakfast Neal." She said not wanting him to see the flash of magic when she changed.

"That's all right we can go together."

Kel sighed and closed the door completely. She latched the door closed and whispered, "Naginata." She slipped on the standard palace training uniform. The pants and arms were a bit long but they would do for a day.

Neal sat outside of the privy door and looked around the room. On the dresser where Kel had had waving cats, lay a couple of small daggers. He looked onto the walls where Kel's Yamani glaive had hung by, but all that lay there now was Kile's beautifully made sword. 'It seems like he's the Tortallan Kel almost. But he doesn't seem as quiet and reserved as Kel. He definitely doesn't have Kel's Yamani face.'

Kel walked out of the washroom to find Neal staring at her picture of two Tortallans dueling with swords. 'At least he was too preoccupied with himself that he didn't see the flash.' "Neal?" Neal swirled around quickly, and then seemed to remember where he was.

"Ready for your first strenuous day of training?"

"Yes I am. I can't wait to start."

"Really? I can't wait till it ends." He watched as Kile walked over to his dresser and took three daggers. He hid one in each boot and another at the waist of his breeches. Neal raised an eyebrow, but didn't make any comment. "We better hurry before everyone starts grumbling at us for our fashionably late entrance to breakfast."

Neal strode out of the room, leaving Kel to run after Neal's gigantic steps. As they pushed through the large oak door they heard many grumbles from pages that were hungry and still not awake.

"Nealan of Queenscove and Kile of Trebond, knights that are tardy cost lives. One bell at the armory for both of you" Kel and Neal bowed simultaneously. They both grabbed their food, Kel making sure that Neal grabbed something solid for breakfast. They sat in their regular spots while Lord Wyldon said prayers.

"So Neal trying to show my page a bad example." Faleron asked as he munched on a poppy seed muffin. He watched as Kile stuffed a roll into Neal's mouth since he was just moving food around with his fork.

"So Neal how many bells at the armory do you have so far?" Cleon asked.

Neal gulped down his food and said, "Three: one for throwing a cake into Joren's hair last year, one for insulting the Stump last year after he got rid of Kel, and then for being late now." He said ticking them off his fingers.

"How 'bout you Kile? Seems like you're quickly approaching Neal?"

"Two." Kel said simply not wishing to elaborate.

"Did anyone send Kel letters during the summer?" Seaver asked curiously.

There was a multiple 'I did's from the group. Kel looked down at her plate pretending to not be interested, but listened all the same.

"I sent three." Cleon said.

"I sent her four," Roald replied.

"I sent two," Merric said.

"Three," Faleron replied evenly.

They all looked to Neal who said quietly, "Eight."

"Has she replied to anyone?" Everyone shook their heads.

Roald said quietly, "She might be too busy to send letters."

"What could she be doing there though; she must be bored to death." Merric argued.

Owen interrupted the conversation to ask, "Who's Kel?"

"She was the first girl page who didn't have to disguise herself as a boy to gain her shield." 'But I still have to because that bastard kicked me out.' "Lord Wyldon kicked her out, even though she was better than most of the boys." Merric said emotionlessly.

"That's jolly!" Owen said unaware of the heavy mood in the air.

As everyone finished their breakfast, Kel ran to Faleron's side feigning the nervous and anxious first year page.

"We have Shang combat first; you should be good at that, at least from what I saw two days ago." Kel nodded her understanding. The group headed towards the practice courts and went to where the Shang Wildcat and Horse stood.

"Hello everyone, for those of you that are new I am Hakuin Seastone, the Shang Horse, and my colleague is Eda Bell, the Shang Wildcat." The Shang Horse said smiling. 'The Yamani's would be ashamed to call him their own. He expresses his feeling so openly.'

"All new pages come with me; all the senior pages go with Eda." The group dispersed and Kel looked longingly at her friends as they squared off against each other.

"Don't look at the older pages, till you can fall youngster." Kel reluctantly turned around and watched as the Shang Horse flipped Owen over his hip. Owen seemed fascinated by flight, but barely remembered to slap the ground when he came smashing down to earth.

"Now you must remember to slap the ground before you hit the ground, and you must get the roll off so you can hop to your feet." He lunged forward and Kel flew through the air. She got ready for the incoming impact, rolled, and jumped back onto her feet in a fighter's stance.

"That's very good. Watch how Trebond falls everyone." 'At least I didn't try to toss him over my hip like last year.' She looked into the faces of her peers and saw dislike and jealousy. All except for one face, she saw genuine happiness and aloof. Owen wore a wide grin that took up his entire face. Kel was thrown two more times, and she felt like putting him into a tree, but her Yamani patience had taken over giving her a calm demeanor. Kel sighed happily as the bell rang and fled to her friends.

"So how was it?" Faleron asked his face barely glistening with sweat.

"Boring all we did was learn how to fall."

"What a painful memory." Neal said shivering. "First I would forget to use my hands, and hit my face against the cold hard dirt. I would get dirt caked into my hair and pearly white teeth, but of course after the exercise they were brown." He added thoughtfully.

"Yeah and remember when Lady Dena came out and you smiled at her." Neal flinched at the memory, "He ended up having mud in his mouth and she screamed in fright." Cleon supplied for Kel and Owen.

"Next is staff work, hopefully he pairs you with Joren. You could probably give Joren a good run, and I would love to see his face if you beat him." He patted Kel on the back and jogged to the senior pages. Kel reluctantly joined the group of anxious looking pages.

They walked to where Lord Wyldon and Sergeant Obafem Ezeko stood waiting for them. "Lord Wyldon and I will be teaching you the use of various weapons. If you do not know me I am Sergeant Obafem Ezeko, formerly weapons instructor to the Imperial Guard of Carthak, now serving the crown of Tortall. Everyone grab a staff."

He had Cleon and Yancen of Irenroba show the first years how to strike high, middle, and low. "All the seniors with seniors and all the new pages with new."

Kel and Owen paired up against each other. Kel easily kept her finger and feet in the right place, while blocking Owen's wobbly thrusts. 'Gods this is boring.' Sergeant Ezeko bellowed out the commands, until Lord Wyldon called for a halt.

"I want all new pages paired against senior and if there are not enough new pages to go around then the senior can go with senior." There was an assortment of running around trying to find a good partner. Merric was with Owen, Neal with Balduin of Distart, Esmond with Faleron, Cleon with Roald, and Seaver with Yancen of Irenroba.

Kel looked around confusedly around trying to find a partner, 'Gods I bet Faleron did this on purpose.' She saw Joren walking towards her, the sun gleaming off his hair and face. 'He looks like a sun god from the heavens.' She thought to herself.

"Hello Kile seems like we meet again."

"So it would seem." Kel said forcing a smile onto her face. They both bowed to each other and did as the sergeant's bellows told them to, each thrust was hard yet not hard to the point that it became violent. Kel kept expecting for the battle to go how it had a year ago, but his thrusts didn't give her any reason to think that he was challenging her.

As the bellows sped up there were numerous yelps as the staff struck some boys' hands. The bellows sped up more and more still staffs were a blur. Many pairs gave up and watched in awe as other pages were able to keep up with the extreme speeds. Two pairs remained, until the bells rang. Kel smiled at Joren shook his hand, "Well done Kile, for a new page you seem to know what you are doing. I look forward to practicing with you some more." He bowed to her then rushed to catch up to Zahir.

Kel looked around confusedly, 'Is this what Jocelyn meant by his second face. Because he was so different, it was like an entirely different person. He actually acted cordial. Maybe it's because he is still happy from his accomplishment of getting rid of me. Or maybe he really is kind underneath his cold icy appearance. No, no one can change that quickly with their personalities.'

"So how did it go? You must have done well since you and Joren were some of the last ones to keep going."

"It went well. What's next?" She said not wishing to elaborate.

"Archery, are you better with longbow or crossbow?"

"Long, but I can use both."

"Of course you can, Gods it seems like you can do everything Trebond." Faleron said rolling his eyes. Kel flashed him a smile, as they got to the archery range. Everyone grabbed longbows and strings, and made the strings as tight and loose as they wanted it to be.

Again bellows were heard demanding for the pages to send the arrows swifter and faster. To Kel it seemed as if the voice was going slow, she didn't fumble any arrows like all the other archers around her. She was neared the first circle around the bulls-eye close to every time, and they were imbedded deeply into the target. As the archery session ended, everyone around her was sweating freely, but she hadn't even broken a sweat. 'The Lioness demands much more than my lord does for archery.' Kel thought pensively.

"Gods Kyle you didn't even break a sweat did you?" Faleron said his face had perspiration pouring off of it.

"Not really, I've trained harder than this for archery." She said shrugging.

"Well anyways we have riding next so you might want to hurry before all the new pages take all the good horses."

"That's all right; they won't take the horse I want. Or else they would be mincemeat when we find them." Faleron looked at her questioningly, "Peachblossom." She said simply.

"You want to ride that crazy horse?" Faleron said with disbelief.

"Yes I did the other day; I guess you were too caught up to see what horse I was riding."

"All right...I'll meet you outside the stables; I need to get Ember out." Kel nodded her head in understanding. She walked to the last stall to see Peachblossom. His eyes brightened when he saw her and he whickered.

Kel had to smile, "Ready for a ride Peachblossom?" She grabbed a saddle, blanket, and bridle. She tightened the girth and made sure there were no burs on the blanket. She finally readjusted the stirrups to her height. She swung the door open and led Peachblossom outside of Faleron's firey chestnut's stall. He had just finished Ember's tack and was leading her towards Kel.

"Kile go in front of me so Peachblossom can't bite me or Ember." Kel nodded and walked Peachblossom outside. As the blazing sun hit her face she mounted Peachblossom and Faleron followed suit. They both walked their horses towards the rest of the group and waited for the last stragglers.

They went through the motions of walking, trotting, galloping, and cantering. Peachblossom responded to everything willingly with the voice commands and was more than happy to be with Kel again.

As they finished riding Lord Wyldon reminded them that they had to go to their own rooms to bathe. There was a collective amount of groans from the older pages that knew it was farther away than the bathhouses. Kel led Peachblossom back to his stall and cleaned him and his tack speaking compliments to him the whole time. When she finished she found Faleron again waiting for her. "I'll see you at the dining hall for noon lunch." He said then jogged off.

Kel said a final good bye to Peachblossom and jogged to her room to take a bath. She found Lalasa was mending one of her many torn breeches and next to her sat a pile of folded clean palace attire. Gwen seemed to be looking into her hand for a reason Kel couldn't imagine why.

"Uh, Gwen what are you doing?" Gwen's eyes opened widely in shock.

"I didn't know you were in here." She said.

"Probably because you were looking at your hand with excruciating concentration. What were you doing?"

"I was-I was trying to use my magic to make a ball of light. I used to be able to do it. It seems that I've forgotten though."

"Lalasa, where did you get all those clothes?"

"When you were asleep I roughly measured you and then sent your measurements to the clerk in the morning."

"So that's where you were. What about you Gwen, where were you?"

"Master Salmalin sent for me, he told me I have a great amount of magic. It was a mix with the Sight and the Gift. He told me the reason I struggled with producing anything with my magic was, because it was tied in so many knots and it was configured. I must go to him in the mornings for training and meditating." She said solemnly. "I will still work for you though, in the afternoons I'll work in the smithy so that way I can be of some use to you."

"Gwen whatever you do, I hope you are happy. I took you on so you would have a better chance at life. If you have the Sight that means you can help me with magic, since I don't have any Gift of my own. As far as the smithy goes, I would love to see what you can make." Kel said smiling.

"Miss here are your clothes, you should probably hurry or else you'll be late again." She said a hint of a smile on her lips.

"How did you know?"

"Court gossip." Lalasa said simply. Kel grabbed a uniform and took a quick bath, then headed to noon lunch. She met with her friends again, and they all ate in silence still tired from the first day of training. The older pages faired the worst since they had weights added to their harnesses and had not yet adjusted to the new weight.

The group migrated over to reading and writing that was taught by the shaven-headed Mithran priest Master Yayin. After the boy's were bored to tears they went to mathematics taught by Master Ivor, who was clad in a bright orange robe. Kel listened in his class, but most boys looked out the windows longingly.

Everyone rushed outside the classroom as the bell rang and grumbled about the assignments that were given to them. The pack mingled into Sir Myles of Olau's room where everyone gave him their rapt attention. They started a debate about chivalry and ended with the treaty with the Yamani islands, which Kel had to act like she knew nothing about. As the bell rang once again her friends headed out, but Sir Myles had wanted to talk to her.

"Keladry if you need to talk to me at all, don't hesitate to ask," he whispered into her ear. Kel looked shock, but covered it up.

"Thank you my lord." She said bowing, "Send Lady Alanna my regards." She flashed him a quick smile then ran to Master Lindhall's class of plants and animals.

She was greeted by a white bird that went on top of her head and started preening her hair. "Bone! Sorry about that he's been having a fuss lately, since his friend has left. He doesn't know what manners are since they weren't invented till the time of King Jasson XVI." Kel took a seat besides Neal and watched as Master Lindhall tried in vain to get Bonedancer to behave.

Master Lindhall once again collected plants from all the senior pages and she found herself remembering last year's classes. Master Lindhall started talking about herbs that would heal or stop wounds from getting infected. After the bell rang again the group split up into Gifted and those who did not posse the Gift. They walked in the room, and Kel heard a gasp escape Owen's lips.

He turned very pale and went to the very back of the room. He avoided eye contact with Tkaa scared for his life. "Owen it's all right. Tkaa is very friendly; he's helped us with many battles and wars. He helped during the Immortal War and the siege against Dunlath." This seemed to make him calm down a little, but he seemed ready to run for his life if there was any threat.

Tkaa spoke to them about spidrens, and they're deadly abilities. The group struck into a passionate discussion of the beasts. Seaver led the tirade, voicing his opinion to everyone. The outburst stopped as the bell rang and everyone hurried to Master Oakbridge's room not wanting to be late and feel his wrath.

They were put through the proper bows and etiquette of how to address a lady. Kel was assigned to start taking flute lessons, since she already knew how to play the harp from her previous year. She was also assigned two chapters to summarize and read about proper table etiquette.

Kel walked back to her room with her academic work in her arms. She dropped off the workload and looked down at it. She had a chapter to read from Past Tortallan Kings and Their Accomplishments, and then write an essay on how the kings' decisions had affected Tortall today. For math, she had to do ten simple algebraic problems, for Sir Myles' class he hadn't given out anything since he had decided they could have the first night off, in Master Lindhall's class she was assigned to write a paragraph on a herb that could stop infection, Tkaa had not given them any assignment since they had responded well to the discussion, and lastly her flute learning and two chapters for etiquette.

"This is going to be a long night." She rushed through her bath and ran to dinner; she grabbed food and walked to the table. Her friends were silent dreading the work they had to get done, all except Owen, of course, who was full of energy. The senior boys were still tired since they had gotten new weights, so they felt every inch of their muscles.

"Are we doing a study group tonight?" Roald asked tiredly.

"Of course we are, and then we can go on patrol and bloody Joren up a little bit." Neal replied.

One by one they left to get their assignments and go to Neal's room. Kel hurried to her room and grabbed all her assignments, and marched over to Neal's room. She found boys on every limb of furniture and floor. They made way for her on the floor next to Owen.

She started with her algebra questions and quickly finished it, being able to do it all in her head. Owen sat next to her watching her complete the problems quickly. "Can you help me Kile? I have never been good at mathematics." Kel nodded her head in understanding.

She explained the math problems to Owen, and continued to work on the novel she had to read for reading and writing. As she finished that up she still had two bells left. She listened to the scurry of pens and pencils against parchment. She decided to start on her plants and animal assignment, but had to go to the library to find an herb to do the report on.

"I have to go to the library for the herb report if anyone else has to do the same thing." Neal sat up along with Owen. "Neal can you lead the way? I don't know what way to go." She said sheepishly.

"Right this way lads," he said gesturing and holding the door open for Owen and Kel.

"Why thank you good sir." Kel said making an almost perfect curtsy. Neal lifted an eyebrow. "So I've hung around court ladies too much." Kel said shrugging.

Neal and Kel walked side by side while Owen skipped in front of them singing some ludicrous song. As they got to the library they heard a small yelp. They rounded the corner to find Garvey and Vinson pushing a first year page.

"Gods Garvey, Vinson will you ever grow up?" Joren sighed watching the poor page being pushed down repeatedly.

"Well you liked it last year. What happened to you Joren? What happened over the summer? Did you go soft?" Garvey accused.

"No, he grew up and realized what he had done wrong." Zahir said defending his friend. The first year page stumbled away in fright, since he had the opportunity to escape.

"Looks like the group just went down to two boys." Neal whispered. The three continued on their way to the plant section and found their own books to use. They finished their essays and went back to the room.

With a bell left Kel finished her writing and reading, and etiquette work. Merric was teaching her how to play the flute when the final bell rang, sending all the boys to their rooms to rest after the day of work.

Kel again took a bath, and happily fell into her gray bed. Lalasa, Jump, and Gwen's even breathing matched her own as she was swept into Gainel's realm of dreaming.

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You guys I am so sorry this was so late, but yesterday I had three soccer games so I was busy. And the never-ending flow of homework is not helping. I might not be able to post for a while, since soccer try-outs are starting for high school so I am so sorry. Well you guy once again were so great thanks so much for the great reviews. And Happy Halloween!!

Halaia- I hope I have done a satisfactory job for you general (mock salutes and walks away) Thanks for reviewing!

Sora Icefreeze- Hooray the coveted two thumbs and two toes! I feel so special! Erm wat did you mean by ic? I was really confused, but thanks so much for the review!

Erkith- What are you talking about there are not that many k/j! There need to be way more of them! K/d is way more common! Lol I'll stop my ranting now, well I do plan to do a lil bit of Dom but he won't know Kel as a warrior, so there. Thanks for reviewing!

Macko- I am so glad you posted your story! If you haven't already read Macko's story then read it! I can help you with your fic if you ever need so much for reviewing, I really appreciated it!

Changel537- yea that's probably the only reason why I didn't pick Neal; since it would be too similar to the book. Need a lil bit of a change up. Joren has changed though; he wouldn't push someone off a cliff now. Thanks for the review!

Sioned- yup it's a k/j! How'd you figure that out from the very first chapter? That's crazy I guess you have good intuition. Thanks for reviewing!

Living People- picks the muffin, but makes it into a choco chip muffin. God I didn't even think about raoul, shows how much I read the Lioness books, (sigh) I guess I will have to reread them soon. Thanks for the review! (gives a big choco muffin)

oceanspike- well ya know what, I'm a sheep BAHHH! Lol sry bout that thanks for the review!

Jedi Alanna- lol I just reread that part and it sounds so dumb if I ever have time I'll try to go back and fix it. But I usually don't have time so who knows. Thanks for the review!

Parcheezie- well I think this one might be longer than the last, but who knows. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and thanks for the review!

Imperfectionist ; D- (gives a steaming pot of soup with Joren bathing in it Oo) heh that good enuff? I'll give him to you for Christmas if you really want him that badly, but sadly you must wait that long. Well I wishin and hopin it rains this week! Thank you muchos for the review! I luv you!

Alenor- oh don't worry she tells him, but not on purpose (looks around to see if people are watching) heh sorry that's all I can tell you! Don't hurt me! I have a dog and family!

- well this is more, but I still need more of yurs! I wanna another chapter of yurs? What's up writers block? No time? Well good luck with your fic!

Edited 7/2/09 (Well I had originally had another god in mind but went with this concept, as I'm reading it I don't really like it so I'm going back to the original plan)