The next day, Kel's sparrows woke her before dawn. She groggily got up and got at her practice glave. She practiced a few pattern dances before the bell rang to wake up the squires and pages. She put her glave away and got ready for her bath. After her bath she got up, got dressed, and was just brushing her hair when Neal pounded on her door.
"Kel, COME ON!! We're gonna be late!!"
"Coming, coming!" Kel grumbled.
She walked to the door and opened it. Neal was standing there with a shock of his brown hair hanging into his face. Kel reached up and bruised it away. Neal looked amazingly handsome, for all that he was still tired!
She looked into his face, so close to her own just then. He put his arm around her waist and pulled even closer to kiss her.
"Lather," she said, pulling away, "we shouldn't do this now, when anyone who wants to can see."
"You're right Kel, as always," Neal said with a sigh.
Together they walked down to the mess hall for breakfast.