Decisions, Decisions 3
What does Kel do? And where does Roald fit into this whole mess?
By Magelet
"Neal, we need to talk" Cleon said that evening calmly and non-chilantly.
"By Mithros, I'll say we do!" the older squire retorted loudly, though not too loud, with a horrible gleam in his
emerald eyes.
"What's going on with you two?" Roald asked, walking over and stepping between them.
"Stay out of this Roald." Neal hissed warningly, pushing the prince away.
"Fine, but don't fight too long, I think you're upsetting Kel." The Prince replied "I'm going to go talk to her, she
seem really tense. She's in the gardens, right?" and before either of the other two could stop him, he was headed for the
gardens.
"Gods! Now it's going to be even more confusing! Imagine how it must be for Kel! And you've seen the way she looks
around all of us!" he pulled Neal into his room and shut the door so that they could talk privately.
"Actually, I think this chat can be postponed for another hour, Kennon. I'm going to see how Kel's responding to
Roald's 'talk'." Neal pulled open the door as he said so, and left. Cleon glanced after him then bolted in the same
direction.
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"Kel, there you are. What's wrong?" Roald approached her, looking very concerned.
"A lot, but it may take a while to tell and you can't tell anyone. You might want to sit down." She motioned to the
section of the bench to her right. A cold breeze blew and she shivered. 'I shouldn't have worn short sleeves.'
"You're cold." He stated, sitting, and put his arm around her, making her feel sure that her face wasn't cold at all.
"Well... I... um... " She stuttered in shock then shut her mouth to collect herself.
"Listen Kel, I want to tell you something I should have told you a few years ago." He paused, "I love you Kel." He
kissed her cheek lightly
Kel's head spun as his arm tightened its grip on her. She remembered her conversation with Cleon. 'That's what the
Lioness said before she rejected the King' The Lioness - the Lady Knight - what she would be someday had said more time
before rejecting the king - then Prince Jonathan. This was her - the lady squire - being told that Roald - Prince Roald,
Tortall's crown heir- loved her by himself. 'This is way too confusing! I haven't figured out what to do about Cleon yet.
"Kel, are you okay?" Roald sounded really worried
"I'm fine, really, I just need to walk around some. I'll be back in a while." She stood up and slid behind a tree to
block his view of her, and walked a few feet before taking off toward her room. Roald was right behind her, seeing her flee
with tears streaming down her face. He ran to catch up with her, grabbing her by the shoulders; forcing her to stop and face
him. She wouldn't look at him, but tilted her head to the ground and appeared to be looking behind her.
"Kel, look at me. I've never seen you like this before. What's wrong? You can tell me. I won't tell anyone if it's a
secret." He sounded so sincere and Kel let him wrap her into a tight embrace. "Tell me, Kel." He ordered
"Well I like all of you! You, Cleon and Neal, but I'm engaged to Cleon. I know that I could be happy, but later I
might regret it. I... I... I don't know what to do." She sobbed onto his shoulder.
He moved one of his hands to her face lifting it and looking her in the eyes, "Now you're making me feel selfish for
wanting you all for myself." He joked, then kissed her. His kisses were a lot like Cleon's but different all the same. She
closed her eyes, tears stopping suddenly.
"Roald." Cleon said gruffly, tapping the prince's shoulder Roald broke the kiss and looked up at the large redhead.
"I think we all need a nice, long, friendly, chat."
Kel let the prince keep holding onto her, she'd need the warm comfort that she got form his grasp. It made her feel
safe even if she really didn't need much protection, since she was a squire and hoping to be a night. All the same, she
looked at the ground, wishing that she could either make up her mind or disappear. "Cleon, I really need a bit more time, I
told you this morning." She mumbled
"Cleon, she's not sure, let her be. Besides, a few new pages came today, and I heard that there's a young lady among
them." Roald said, one arm still around Kel.
"Cleon... yes." She barely whispered,
Roald saw Cleon glaring at his arm, so he sighed lightly and removed his arm that was wound around Kel. Her head was
spinning so hard that she fell into a faint.
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Roald was beside her shaking her gently when she awoke.
"Wake up sleepy head. Even a queen-to-be princess like you can't sleep all day." She was in bed with Roald! He was
calling her 'a queen-to-be princess'!
"Princess?! Roald, where am I?" she asked suddenly, panicking.
"That fall from Stardust must have hurt your head more than the healers thought!" he chuckled good-naturedly "Though
I must say, that dress I gave you for our anniversary that were wearing came out a lot better than you. You always did
prefer durable clothes." He mused, acting thoughtful. "Oh yes! Neal and Cleon are coming over today. I think that Kally is
looking forward to seeing Cleon." He winked at her. "Is that what you two were talking out before our wedding?"
He was interrupted by an urgent pounding at the door. A little girl rushed into the room and jumped on top of Kel
and toyed with Kel's long locks. "Mama! Mama! Mama it snowed!" The girl had two beautiful, large blue-hazel eyes jet-black
hair, and a sturdy yet poised build that was in a way like her own.
"Mama?" she whispered, looking at Roald, who raised an eyebrow.
"You sure must have been dumped hard, honey, if you can't remember our Gwennyvere! Come here Gwen, and give your old
dad a hug, Mama's not feeling too well."
"Gwen? Roald?" she fainted again, her head spinning and spinning.
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She woke up in her room in the squire's wing, and Cleon was holding her hand. "Cleon? I had the oddest dream! But,
um, what about the pages? Has the new girl a sponsor? What's her name? How long have I been out?" she belted out.
"We saved her for you, we knew that you'd be after blood if you missed the opportunity to sponsor her, the Stump
wasn't there to say otherwise. She said that she'd like to talk to you first. You and Roald." He frowned. "And you've only
been out about fifteen minutes." A polite knock was heard at the door. "You can come in little one, she's awake." he got up
from his chair, opened the door, winked at Kel and left. The girl walked in, blue-hazel eyes glowing.
"Gwen?" Kel whispered to the child
"Hello, Mama."
What does Kel do? And where does Roald fit into this whole mess?
By Magelet
"Neal, we need to talk" Cleon said that evening calmly and non-chilantly.
"By Mithros, I'll say we do!" the older squire retorted loudly, though not too loud, with a horrible gleam in his
emerald eyes.
"What's going on with you two?" Roald asked, walking over and stepping between them.
"Stay out of this Roald." Neal hissed warningly, pushing the prince away.
"Fine, but don't fight too long, I think you're upsetting Kel." The Prince replied "I'm going to go talk to her, she
seem really tense. She's in the gardens, right?" and before either of the other two could stop him, he was headed for the
gardens.
"Gods! Now it's going to be even more confusing! Imagine how it must be for Kel! And you've seen the way she looks
around all of us!" he pulled Neal into his room and shut the door so that they could talk privately.
"Actually, I think this chat can be postponed for another hour, Kennon. I'm going to see how Kel's responding to
Roald's 'talk'." Neal pulled open the door as he said so, and left. Cleon glanced after him then bolted in the same
direction.
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"Kel, there you are. What's wrong?" Roald approached her, looking very concerned.
"A lot, but it may take a while to tell and you can't tell anyone. You might want to sit down." She motioned to the
section of the bench to her right. A cold breeze blew and she shivered. 'I shouldn't have worn short sleeves.'
"You're cold." He stated, sitting, and put his arm around her, making her feel sure that her face wasn't cold at all.
"Well... I... um... " She stuttered in shock then shut her mouth to collect herself.
"Listen Kel, I want to tell you something I should have told you a few years ago." He paused, "I love you Kel." He
kissed her cheek lightly
Kel's head spun as his arm tightened its grip on her. She remembered her conversation with Cleon. 'That's what the
Lioness said before she rejected the King' The Lioness - the Lady Knight - what she would be someday had said more time
before rejecting the king - then Prince Jonathan. This was her - the lady squire - being told that Roald - Prince Roald,
Tortall's crown heir- loved her by himself. 'This is way too confusing! I haven't figured out what to do about Cleon yet.
"Kel, are you okay?" Roald sounded really worried
"I'm fine, really, I just need to walk around some. I'll be back in a while." She stood up and slid behind a tree to
block his view of her, and walked a few feet before taking off toward her room. Roald was right behind her, seeing her flee
with tears streaming down her face. He ran to catch up with her, grabbing her by the shoulders; forcing her to stop and face
him. She wouldn't look at him, but tilted her head to the ground and appeared to be looking behind her.
"Kel, look at me. I've never seen you like this before. What's wrong? You can tell me. I won't tell anyone if it's a
secret." He sounded so sincere and Kel let him wrap her into a tight embrace. "Tell me, Kel." He ordered
"Well I like all of you! You, Cleon and Neal, but I'm engaged to Cleon. I know that I could be happy, but later I
might regret it. I... I... I don't know what to do." She sobbed onto his shoulder.
He moved one of his hands to her face lifting it and looking her in the eyes, "Now you're making me feel selfish for
wanting you all for myself." He joked, then kissed her. His kisses were a lot like Cleon's but different all the same. She
closed her eyes, tears stopping suddenly.
"Roald." Cleon said gruffly, tapping the prince's shoulder Roald broke the kiss and looked up at the large redhead.
"I think we all need a nice, long, friendly, chat."
Kel let the prince keep holding onto her, she'd need the warm comfort that she got form his grasp. It made her feel
safe even if she really didn't need much protection, since she was a squire and hoping to be a night. All the same, she
looked at the ground, wishing that she could either make up her mind or disappear. "Cleon, I really need a bit more time, I
told you this morning." She mumbled
"Cleon, she's not sure, let her be. Besides, a few new pages came today, and I heard that there's a young lady among
them." Roald said, one arm still around Kel.
"Cleon... yes." She barely whispered,
Roald saw Cleon glaring at his arm, so he sighed lightly and removed his arm that was wound around Kel. Her head was
spinning so hard that she fell into a faint.
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Roald was beside her shaking her gently when she awoke.
"Wake up sleepy head. Even a queen-to-be princess like you can't sleep all day." She was in bed with Roald! He was
calling her 'a queen-to-be princess'!
"Princess?! Roald, where am I?" she asked suddenly, panicking.
"That fall from Stardust must have hurt your head more than the healers thought!" he chuckled good-naturedly "Though
I must say, that dress I gave you for our anniversary that were wearing came out a lot better than you. You always did
prefer durable clothes." He mused, acting thoughtful. "Oh yes! Neal and Cleon are coming over today. I think that Kally is
looking forward to seeing Cleon." He winked at her. "Is that what you two were talking out before our wedding?"
He was interrupted by an urgent pounding at the door. A little girl rushed into the room and jumped on top of Kel
and toyed with Kel's long locks. "Mama! Mama! Mama it snowed!" The girl had two beautiful, large blue-hazel eyes jet-black
hair, and a sturdy yet poised build that was in a way like her own.
"Mama?" she whispered, looking at Roald, who raised an eyebrow.
"You sure must have been dumped hard, honey, if you can't remember our Gwennyvere! Come here Gwen, and give your old
dad a hug, Mama's not feeling too well."
"Gwen? Roald?" she fainted again, her head spinning and spinning.
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She woke up in her room in the squire's wing, and Cleon was holding her hand. "Cleon? I had the oddest dream! But,
um, what about the pages? Has the new girl a sponsor? What's her name? How long have I been out?" she belted out.
"We saved her for you, we knew that you'd be after blood if you missed the opportunity to sponsor her, the Stump
wasn't there to say otherwise. She said that she'd like to talk to you first. You and Roald." He frowned. "And you've only
been out about fifteen minutes." A polite knock was heard at the door. "You can come in little one, she's awake." he got up
from his chair, opened the door, winked at Kel and left. The girl walked in, blue-hazel eyes glowing.
"Gwen?" Kel whispered to the child
"Hello, Mama."