DISCLAIMER: Guess what…practically everything in this story isn't mine!!!! all gasp in shock
All I own is Maralie, the b**** that she is and my magical gifts. Not to mention the plot from here on out. So enjoy:
Problems and Solutions
Chapter 2
(sounds menacing huh)
Maralie of Nambar grimly sat in her mirror, gazing into a scrying mirror. So that little wench Keladry was going to try and steal him away from her, with all her grotesque muscle and unladylike fighting skills. Maralie to shuddered to think of what their children might look like….if they succeeded in their plan to rid themselves of her. She then realized that her well-established family and old money would be of no help. But, Maralie was clever, cleverer in fact than the head of Namber, her father. And now was the perfect time to put that cleverness to use…not to metion call on favors several of the castle mages owed her. Grinning wickedly at her diabolical plans to get that…thing out of the way, Maralie muttered and incantation and erased the image in the scrying pool before leaving to seek out the head battle mage.
****
"And now, MY gift to the Lady Knight," Cleon instructed.
"Cleon, you didn't have…"
"No, I insist,"
"Fine," Keladry consented taking the somewhat bulky package onto her lap. She hoped it wasn't more armor…..Raoul had seen to that. Quickly undoing the wrappings, she was surprised to find nothing, all save a tiny piece of parchment, which read: "Your present will be in your room at the castle for after dinner." Kel grinned but it quickly turned to a frown when she saw that her audience was looking on with confusion.
"Umm," she said hunting for words, "Cleon's gift seems to be personal I suppose," She elegantly said. Seeing that the look on her parent's faces had not changed, and if anything, had grown horrified. Frantic, Kel blurted,
"Not THAT kind of gift!!" she burst out embarrassed. But with that she had success. Everyone burst out laughing and resumed to eating and presents.
But, in the back of the room a saddened and jealously ridden onlooker stormed out of the room. Unnoticed by everyone except for one person.
***
Kel began to open Cleon's present. The present was drastically smaller from the decoy, but was much heavier in comparison. And the packaging signified much money spent. Hastily, but carefully, she undid the ties. Inside, she found an exquisitely carved wooden box. Glancing at Cleon, he nodded and she opened it. There she found an elegant compact hand mirror made of the purest gold and two golden lockets with a sapphire set in one and an emerald set in the other. They were bought magical tokens but expensive ones and anyone who spent that money must care a lot. Well Duh! Screamed Kel to herself. But before she could protest the spending of such a tidy sum, Cleon cut in.
"The mirror is a scrying mirror and it's spelled so that whenever you and only you open look into it you will see me and whatever I'm doing. The lockets are spelled speaking ports. Yours is the saphirre and mine is the emerald. And as long as we're both in Tortall we can talk to each other. The left side of the locket will also show me you speaking to me and yours will show me speaking to you, only when were talking. But, you need to speak your consent to the lockets so they won't think that I'm lying.
"Lockets I agree," she hastily said automatically feeling stupid for talking to a locket.
"Good because,"Cleon started and then was cut off by Kel's lips firmly pressing against his. Enraptured, Cleon, filled with passion, soon let his tongue and his hands wander. His tongue, exploring her mouth and his hands her back, stomach. Moving his large hands in circles Kel was soon on the bed in a fit of passion, moaning and shivering with pleasure. Cleon broke the kiss, blew out the light and locked the door and returned to the Kel.
That night Kel's healer charm was put to the test…
A.N: I AM NOT A LEMON WRITER. I WILL REPEAT I AM OT A LEMON WRITER. I WRITE FOREPLAY AND NOTHING ELSE. IF YOU WANT LEMONS GO SOMEWHERE ELSE!!!
O.k…now that I've gotten that out of the way, I'll finish my author note. Sorry for such a short chapter but it was important that the chapter end this way. I'll try to have another chapter within one or two weeks. Sorry..I'm a busy gal. And people out there who are digimon fans check out Ms. Sweetiepie, and of course, yours truly 'cause I'm workin on a Digific right now!
All I own is Maralie, the b**** that she is and my magical gifts. Not to mention the plot from here on out. So enjoy:
Problems and Solutions
Chapter 2
(sounds menacing huh)
Maralie of Nambar grimly sat in her mirror, gazing into a scrying mirror. So that little wench Keladry was going to try and steal him away from her, with all her grotesque muscle and unladylike fighting skills. Maralie to shuddered to think of what their children might look like….if they succeeded in their plan to rid themselves of her. She then realized that her well-established family and old money would be of no help. But, Maralie was clever, cleverer in fact than the head of Namber, her father. And now was the perfect time to put that cleverness to use…not to metion call on favors several of the castle mages owed her. Grinning wickedly at her diabolical plans to get that…thing out of the way, Maralie muttered and incantation and erased the image in the scrying pool before leaving to seek out the head battle mage.
****
"And now, MY gift to the Lady Knight," Cleon instructed.
"Cleon, you didn't have…"
"No, I insist,"
"Fine," Keladry consented taking the somewhat bulky package onto her lap. She hoped it wasn't more armor…..Raoul had seen to that. Quickly undoing the wrappings, she was surprised to find nothing, all save a tiny piece of parchment, which read: "Your present will be in your room at the castle for after dinner." Kel grinned but it quickly turned to a frown when she saw that her audience was looking on with confusion.
"Umm," she said hunting for words, "Cleon's gift seems to be personal I suppose," She elegantly said. Seeing that the look on her parent's faces had not changed, and if anything, had grown horrified. Frantic, Kel blurted,
"Not THAT kind of gift!!" she burst out embarrassed. But with that she had success. Everyone burst out laughing and resumed to eating and presents.
But, in the back of the room a saddened and jealously ridden onlooker stormed out of the room. Unnoticed by everyone except for one person.
***
Kel began to open Cleon's present. The present was drastically smaller from the decoy, but was much heavier in comparison. And the packaging signified much money spent. Hastily, but carefully, she undid the ties. Inside, she found an exquisitely carved wooden box. Glancing at Cleon, he nodded and she opened it. There she found an elegant compact hand mirror made of the purest gold and two golden lockets with a sapphire set in one and an emerald set in the other. They were bought magical tokens but expensive ones and anyone who spent that money must care a lot. Well Duh! Screamed Kel to herself. But before she could protest the spending of such a tidy sum, Cleon cut in.
"The mirror is a scrying mirror and it's spelled so that whenever you and only you open look into it you will see me and whatever I'm doing. The lockets are spelled speaking ports. Yours is the saphirre and mine is the emerald. And as long as we're both in Tortall we can talk to each other. The left side of the locket will also show me you speaking to me and yours will show me speaking to you, only when were talking. But, you need to speak your consent to the lockets so they won't think that I'm lying.
"Lockets I agree," she hastily said automatically feeling stupid for talking to a locket.
"Good because,"Cleon started and then was cut off by Kel's lips firmly pressing against his. Enraptured, Cleon, filled with passion, soon let his tongue and his hands wander. His tongue, exploring her mouth and his hands her back, stomach. Moving his large hands in circles Kel was soon on the bed in a fit of passion, moaning and shivering with pleasure. Cleon broke the kiss, blew out the light and locked the door and returned to the Kel.
That night Kel's healer charm was put to the test…
A.N: I AM NOT A LEMON WRITER. I WILL REPEAT I AM OT A LEMON WRITER. I WRITE FOREPLAY AND NOTHING ELSE. IF YOU WANT LEMONS GO SOMEWHERE ELSE!!!
O.k…now that I've gotten that out of the way, I'll finish my author note. Sorry for such a short chapter but it was important that the chapter end this way. I'll try to have another chapter within one or two weeks. Sorry..I'm a busy gal. And people out there who are digimon fans check out Ms. Sweetiepie, and of course, yours truly 'cause I'm workin on a Digific right now!