*Chapter 2*
"Well it's definatly broken," Neal told Gabe after a brief inspection of her ankle, "Just give me a sec and I think I can heal it for you."
"Great after riding horses for my whole life and never even getting a bruise, I break my ankle! I must be the oppisite of injury prone!" exclaimed Gabe, "Oh well, when are the squires going back to the palace?"
"In a few days. Master Salamin is going to be very eager to meet you," Kel informed Gabe
"A lot of other people will too," put in Neal.
"Keladry! Nealen! Why aren't you helping out the other squires, barked a man.
"Lord Wyldon. We found someone of interest," Kel said stepping aside to reveal Gabe.
"And who might you be?" Wyldon asked Gabe.
"Gabrielle Brophy, but please call me Gabe. I come from- from a place where Tortall is a fantasey land."
"And where might that be?" Wyldon inquired.
"I guess you could call it a parellel universe, or perhaps another realm," Gabe replied.
"Oh well that seems quite normal," To Kel and Neal he said, "You two stay here with her while I notify the other squires that we are leaving as soon as possible."
After he had left Gabe said, " That was the Stump wasn't it?"
Kel and Neal nodded wonderingly.
"I got the impression that he thinks I'm insane. Oh well, where can a hungary person get something to eat around here?"
"Come with us, we'll show you where you can get some food," Kel beakoned. To Neal she said, "I still have some chocolate stuffed in my bag. That should do."
Unnoticed to Kel and Neal, Gabe's eyes flashed quikly at the prospect of chocolate.
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