Chapter 12:

The next morning Kel awoke in the infirmary…and in a few short minuets she clearly remembered what Christopher had done…needless to say he should be arranging his coffin because he was as good as dead, however as she pondered this she realised this was a question of honour…and he was a knight, although he most certainly had not acted like one, she could probably even have him stripped of his shield but then she wouldn't be allowed to demand satisfaction from him on the duelling courts…and by Mithros she definitely wanted to do that. Sitting up in bed and adjusting her pillows slightly she gave it some thought and then decided the second she was up and about she would take him the courts and show him what she could do with a sword.

Oh fuck.

Dom…she had not even begun to think about that…too wrapped up in revenge…crap…crap, crap! She had told him she was engaged!! Dear lord she had said she didn't appreciate the people…she had faffed about like a lady!

Just then a soft breeze went over her skin as the tent flap opened and a tall dark handsome man walked in…Christopher…Kel smiled evilly this should be fun…

"My love! My life! My all! How are you this fine morn? Missed me dearly I trust" he said as he sat beside her bed taking her hand. She attempted to smile stupidly, much like she had seen Oranie smile at some of her year mates.

"I missed you dearly my lo-"CLANG!!!!

Now holding a firm grip on his hand so he could not escape she clouted him over the head again with the metal chamber pot.

Jumping out of bed onto the soft floor of the healers tent and twisting Christopher's arm she yelled "I demand satisfaction you pathetic piece of stormwing dung! You drugged me and thank god one of my fellow knights realised it!! He has honour! unlike you!"

CLANG!!

Again with the chamber pot.

Merric and Faleron then stepped inside to visit Kel and saw Kel walloping a strange man with what seemed to be a chamber pot…Faleron instantly burst out laughing but Merric having been under her command he instantly rushed to his commanders side and looped his arm around the mans neck and dropped him to his knees, "Kel what in blazes is going on!! Since when do you attack people with chamber pots!"

Kel panting heavily fell back onto her cot turning ashen.

"Take him out of here, and ask Neal…I think…I think iv split my stitches" She panted placing her hand over her wound as she saw her tunic become redder and redder.

Faleron yelled for the healer and helped Kel down to her cot, cradling her head softly and setting it down on the pillow, offering his friend a weak smile as her vision swam

-MERRIC P.O.V-

Merric foisted the other knight out of the tent as he attempted to struggle against his captor.

"Stop wriggling or I will break your arm sir knight" Merric threatened

"You don't understand! Nothing! I have done nothing!!"

"We shall see about that once I take you to Nealan of Queenscove, the lady told me to ask him and from Kels reaction towards you, if he and I don't like what we hear, well…we may feel the need to doll out further punishment"

Tightening his grip on the knight whose name he had not yet learned Merric steered him towards Neal's tent, dodging the other tents and their various cluttering. Once having reached Neal's tent he pushed aside the thick hide and pushed Chris in, letting him drop to the floor then placing his foot on the small of his back before he could rise.

Neal got up from his cot a slightly confused look on his face. "And who might this be Merric? Another dear rouge you have brought me for some unknown reason?" quipped Neal using his usual players drawl.

"Kel was beating this man viciously with a chamber pot when Faleron and I went to visit her…she said you would know why"

Neal's eyes narrowed dangerously, although playful at heart Neal had a harder side not to be messed with, this side of him often showed when he was in the defence of others, it was the side where he was 'Sir Nealan Of Queenscove Knight of the Realm and Healer' instead of simply 'Neal', drawing himself up to his full height and crossing his arms he looks down at the man through slightly squinted eyes, "I would not be by any chance be addressing Kel's fiancé would I?"

Chris gulped. "I am Sir Christopher, and yes the Lady Knight and myself were to be married, however she has had an alarming change of heart of which I have no idea why"

Merric hauled the man to his feet, looking as though lord Wyldon had just given Neal a hug…or perhaps that Lord Raoul had kissed a centaur. "Kel…fiancé...WHAT!" he spluttered helplessly.

"This man drugged Kel with a love potion, after having known him for three minuets she was ready to marry him, give up her shield and her title"

Merric stared at the man who he still held in an iron grip, and let go of him, a repulsed look on his face, from his page and squire days he still had a feisty temper, so he raised his arm to strike the knight, but Neal grabbed it before he could "No Merric, If you hit him then he must accept it as a challenge and that I believe is Kels right". After giving him a meaningful stare Merric pulled back his arm, though his face was still flushed with anger.

Neal strode to his tent flap "We will next see you when you lay in the mud, our friends sword at your throat Now. Get. Out." He said the last three words with such harsh finality that the third and currently friendless knight was frightened, though to his credit he did not show it, for the time being he still had some honour left to his name.

Pfft as if the lady knight could beat him at the swords…how little he knew.

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A/N: Hey guys sorry my updates wont be all that frequent I have a lot of work to do at college at the moment but here you go! Review so I know to continue!

Next chapter Kel takes her satisfaction from Christopher! (and yes he ends up humiliated and perhaps some sparks between Kel and Dom but shhh I didn't tell you ;D)