Disclaimer: I do not own any of Tammy's characters. I wish I did, but I don't. She still hasn't answered me back about that^-^. Anyways, while we I sit by computer day and night and wait for an answer, here's part 11.

"Cleon stop singing."

"But, I'm singing our song, my deer dove." Kel sighed. Cleon and Kel were on their way to the quarantine wing to visit Neal and the others. Since he had come by her door to pick her up he had been singing old love songs.

"That's what you said about the last one you sang and the one before that and the one before that. Just how many songs do we have Cleon? Do we even have a song, because it seems to me, and correct me if I'm wrong, we've never even courted." Kel said jokingly.

"Well, my little pretty princess of my heart, we have, you've just never known it."

"We have?" Kel asked, going along with the joke.

"Yes, in the secret of my dreams." Kel and Cleon laughed sharing the joke. Cleon offered an arm to Kel, who took it, and belted into a rendition of "My Love, My Love, Where Did She Go." Kel probably would have enjoyed it more if Cleon weren't tone deaf. Her thoughts began to settle more on Cleon. Ever since he had gotten back from his roaming as a knight, he had gotten even weirder than when he had left. The nicknames had returned and he seemed to always be there. Everywhere she turned there was Cleon. Cleon was in the library, in the garden, in the stables, he had even followed her into the girl's baths while she had been picking up some towels for Lalasa. That had been a funny incident, Cleon had been clueless to where she had been going and had immediately run back out after the many screams that had emanated from the tubs. He was no where to be found when she had come back out. Kel smiled at the memory. Cleon could be so silly sometimes. Sometimes? She thought to herself. All the time. There had never really been a time when she hadn't seen him in a goofy mood. Why had he gotten weirder? She didn't have time to think about an answer because they had arrived at Neal's door. Cleon burst in with Kel following behind.

"Hey Neal! How's it going?" He sauntered over to the bed.

"Ignore him Neal, he's been this way all day." Kel hit Cleon in the back of the head.

Neal gave them a tiny smile. "That's all right. It's good to see you two...together."

"So how are you feeling today?" Kel asked.

"Oh, well, my father keeps coming in to check up on me and my mother comes in to stare." Kel looked at Neal sympathetically.

"Is she still crying?"

"No, now she's become like a hawk. All day long she just comes in, sits in that chair right over there and stares at me, like I'm going to disappear or something. It's very unnerving."

"I bet it is." Kel laughed. "Where is she now?"

"Oh, father took her a way to give me a few minutes to myself, he knew you two were coming. So how is it out there in the light of day?"

"Oh, now come on, Neal, it's not that bad. Look you have the curtain open."

"Oops." Both turned to the loud crash they heard behind them. A chagrined looking Cleon was picking up the pieces to a fallen vase.

"Cleon, don't touch anything. We came here to see Neal."

"Sorry."

"So have you two been having fun since I've been in here?" Neal asked, picking at his blanket.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Kel asked. Now Neal was acting weird.

"Nothing. It means nothing. Just never mind." He had gotten touchy all of the sudden. Kel and Cleon looked at each other from opposite sides of the bed. "Hey, you two should go before my mother comes back. She doesn't want me to have visitors."

"Okay, if that's what you want." Kel said quietly. She and Cleon left and shut the door quietly behind them.

"I wonder what that was about?" Cleon asked.

"Who knows, he's probably touchy because he's sick. Some people get like that when they're not feeling well." Kel said.

"I don't know, that's just not like Neal to act like that."

"Yeah." Kel got lost in her thoughts. Why had he acted like that? It was like he was jealous of her and Cleon, but why? There was nothing to be jealous about...

"Kel watch out!" Cleon grabbed the back of her shirt as she collided with a young man.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Here let me help you." The young man, who looked to be about 15-16, began to dust Kel off.

"Hey!" Cleon shouted. "Don't touch her like that. That's my job." Cleon began to dust Kel off also.

"Stop! Both of you. I can brush myself off thank-you very much." Kel glared at both the laughing Cleon and the confused looking young man. "Who are you?" She guessed that he was a servant by the look of his clothes.

"I'm justa lowly servant, new to the castle. Can you direct me to the Crown Prince's room?" The young man scratched his red hair.

"Why?" Cleon asked. He didn't trust this new servant.

"I'm new to his service. I am after all paid to serve him."

"His room is right that way down the hall to left, fifth door on the right." Kel pointed.

"Thank yas to the both of you." He bowed low and ducked quickly around the corner.

"Weird." Kel muttered.

"Well, hopefully he'll add some spice to the place. Most of them are so boring." Kel pinched Cleon's arm and walked a head.

"Ow." Cleon followed after her.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Roald looked up from his book after hearing a knock at his door.

"Roald." Someone whispered a little too loudly from outside. "It's me." Immediately, Roald jumped off of his bed and ran to the door, flinging it open and dragging the person inside. He looked both ways outside before closing it.

"Did anyone see you?"

"Only the girl squire her goofy red-haired friend."

"Kel and Cleon? Did they know who you were?"

"Of course not. First of all, I've never met them and second of all, look at the way I'm dressed. I was busy playing the lowly servant boy."

"Yeah, you've always been good at that. It's good to see you again. It's been a while." The two young men grabbed each other for a quick hug before getting down to business.

"So your sure no one saw you?"

"Nope, not even my Ma. Geez, Roald, still the same old worrywart I see." The red haired boy said jokingly.

"I was never a-. Hey we're off topic."

"Sorry, no, no one saw me. I snuck stealthy through the halls."

"Okay, well be sure to keep it that way for a while. We don't want anyone recognizing you. Especially, Alanna. It'll ruin the plan."

"You don't even know the plan, so how would you know?" The younger man sat back in his chair with a smug look on his face.

"Will you stop being a smart-ass?" Roald told him in a joking manner.

"Huh! Naughty Roald, I should tell your mother."

"I should tell your mother."

"Never mind." The new boy sat back up and got down to business. "Okay, I thought of a plan on the way up and I think it will work. Oh, I have to tell you a funny story that happened on the way over on the way over!"

"Will you just tell me?"

"Hold on. Let me get to it."

Roald sighed; this was going to be a long afternoon.

Yea! Yeah I know, this part sucked, but hopefully the next one will be better. I promise. Hopefully you all know who the 'stranger' is now. If not, well, that's why I left out the name. He'll get more into focus during the next part. But what's up with Neal? Why did he act like that? *shrugs* Hehehe. You'll see why in the next part also. Okay, not much of an author's note this time, I'm tired and I need to go to bed. Oh and sorry if there are errors of any kind in the story, I'm just to lazy to go back and read it. My eyes are drooping as we speak and Jae isn't online to BETA read^-^. I wanted to get this out to you all as soon as possible. Next time Jae! ^-^ I promise. *is just waiting for the famous Jae bop on the head*