Disclaimer: Nothings mine but the plot. Steal it if you want; I don't
really want it. Everything else is Tammy's. This is officially
disclaimed. I won't disclaim every chapter. This is it. Now on with the
story.
A/N This is just a dumb plot that I felt like writing about cuz there are tons of Alanna convent stories, and only one other lady Kel one. (That I know of) If somehow I stole something of yours, sorry, I didn't mean to. Most of the prologue is from First Test. Please review, I don't mind flames if they are constructive criticism, or creative. I don't want "Kel would never act like that" or "I hate Lady Kel or Alanna plots." This is my first fic, so be nice. ( Thanx! (
"It's not right," Keladry of Mindelan muttered to herself. "You're a page for four years. That's how it's been done for centuries. Now they're going to change it? And just because I'm a girl? They ought to treat me the same. All I want is the same chance as the boys. No more, no less. That's right, isn't it?"
Keladry or Kel as she liked to be called, was thinking about a letter she had just received. A letter proclaiming that if she wanted to be a page, she would be put on a year's probation.
The stone was out; her mind was made up. If they couldn't treat her the same as they would the boys, then she wasn't going to settle for half- portion. She would have to become a warrior some other way.
A/N This is just a dumb plot that I felt like writing about cuz there are tons of Alanna convent stories, and only one other lady Kel one. (That I know of) If somehow I stole something of yours, sorry, I didn't mean to. Most of the prologue is from First Test. Please review, I don't mind flames if they are constructive criticism, or creative. I don't want "Kel would never act like that" or "I hate Lady Kel or Alanna plots." This is my first fic, so be nice. ( Thanx! (
"It's not right," Keladry of Mindelan muttered to herself. "You're a page for four years. That's how it's been done for centuries. Now they're going to change it? And just because I'm a girl? They ought to treat me the same. All I want is the same chance as the boys. No more, no less. That's right, isn't it?"
Keladry or Kel as she liked to be called, was thinking about a letter she had just received. A letter proclaiming that if she wanted to be a page, she would be put on a year's probation.
The stone was out; her mind was made up. If they couldn't treat her the same as they would the boys, then she wasn't going to settle for half- portion. She would have to become a warrior some other way.
