A/N Hey people! I'm finally getting around to typing up the next part.
Thanx to Sally, Silver Ame, Rokjai, Kristen of Mistallia, Animalrae101,
Zuki, The Dark Lady Adrienne, ???, and YamaniPrincess for reviewing my
story! Thanx sooo much. And thanx for telling me about the other Lady Kel
story YamaniPrincess. This part is kinda short, but to bad for you few
people that actually read this. For my purposes Joren didn't die because
Kel wasn't there to make him, but he's evil anyway. Please give me ideas
for either this story or a new one. I never know what to write. Please
review. Thanx! Tata
The next morning Kel rose at dawn as usual. She began her morning exercises with a flock of birds watching. Kel started with a series of stretches and as large a tumbling routine as the space would allow to keep herself flexible. She followed these with arm-strengthening exercises before reaching for her practice glaive. She had just finished an intricate pattern dance when she heard a loud knock on the door. Kel put away her glaive and opened the door to a maid who bustled in and drew a bath for Kel and began to neaten up the room.
After the bath was drawn, she relaxed in the bubbles to rinse away the morning's grime. She loved the peacefulness of baths, and stayed in for thirty minutes before stepping out of the tub filled with now luke-warm water and drying off. She quickly dressed in plain breeches and a shirt, tied her still curly hair up in a horsetail, and set off to find the practice courts.
She was skipping breakfast like she usually did, so she had the whole place to herself. She was in the middle of practicing archery, and didn't notice anyone coming in until she felt a light tap on her shoulder. Kel grabbed the arm of the person and flipped him over her shoulder. She was about to place a well-aimed kick in the groin when she realized who her "attacker" was.
"Cleon!" she exclaimed, "I'm so sorry. What are you doing here?"
In case you had forgotten, oh beautiful teardrop of my heart, this is a practice court, and I for one need to use it."
After Cleon had warmed up, the two of them began a series of.contests. They tried many things such as archery and swordplay, and were in the middle of a free fight. At first she had to convince Cleon that she wasn't fragile or weak, and that he could fight her. After a while, Kel got bored with using basic moves, and used a few quick Yamani moves finishing with a throw that Nariko, the emperor's arms-master, had insisted she practice over and over again. Cleon was well and truly beaten.
As she helped him to his feet, she was asked where she had learned to fight like that. They made a deal. Kel would teach Cleon some of her Yamani moves and he would help her with her swordplay and teach her to joust. They didn't even notice that an audience had joined them.
Many young knights soon surrounded the lovely girl, astounded with her ability to fight. Soon, she was promised lessons in staff fighting with Owen, (since he's just oh so good at it) and the Shang arts with Faleron in exchange for lessons in the Yamani fighting. After being challenged by a few other brave knights, she was preparing to leave when an icy voice belonging to the blonde (dumb blondes) Joren of Stone Mountain was heard.
"Women can't fight," he said with a voice full of scorn. "Everyone knows that. All that they are good for is knitting and dancing. They are weak and fragile."
At the sound of his words, several of the surrounding knights put their hands to their sword hilts and began to issue challenges when Kel's cool and even voice sounded.
"Is that what you believe? Apparently you have never seen a woman fight. Therefore I will fight and beat you. So to correct your knowledge, I am challenging you to a duel. As the challenged, you may choose the contest, unless you are afraid?"
"I fear no woman. I will beat you.at fencing." Being no idiot, Joren chose one of the things that she wouldn't have learned in the Islands. Joren stripped off his boots and began to warm up as Kel wiped the sweat from her brow and did a quick sword dance. The duel began, and Joren appeared to have the advantage-Kel had been out there for hours, and he had a more solid build than the slender body of hers. Fortunately for Kel, he wasn't a very good swordsman, and she disarmed him and had her sword at his throat after only a few moves.
After that, she turned on her heel and walked briskly away to her room leaving awestruck boys in her wake.
So what do you all think? Is it good or not? Should I stop writing? Please review this! Give me ideas for either this story or other ones. Thanx! Tata
The next morning Kel rose at dawn as usual. She began her morning exercises with a flock of birds watching. Kel started with a series of stretches and as large a tumbling routine as the space would allow to keep herself flexible. She followed these with arm-strengthening exercises before reaching for her practice glaive. She had just finished an intricate pattern dance when she heard a loud knock on the door. Kel put away her glaive and opened the door to a maid who bustled in and drew a bath for Kel and began to neaten up the room.
After the bath was drawn, she relaxed in the bubbles to rinse away the morning's grime. She loved the peacefulness of baths, and stayed in for thirty minutes before stepping out of the tub filled with now luke-warm water and drying off. She quickly dressed in plain breeches and a shirt, tied her still curly hair up in a horsetail, and set off to find the practice courts.
She was skipping breakfast like she usually did, so she had the whole place to herself. She was in the middle of practicing archery, and didn't notice anyone coming in until she felt a light tap on her shoulder. Kel grabbed the arm of the person and flipped him over her shoulder. She was about to place a well-aimed kick in the groin when she realized who her "attacker" was.
"Cleon!" she exclaimed, "I'm so sorry. What are you doing here?"
In case you had forgotten, oh beautiful teardrop of my heart, this is a practice court, and I for one need to use it."
After Cleon had warmed up, the two of them began a series of.contests. They tried many things such as archery and swordplay, and were in the middle of a free fight. At first she had to convince Cleon that she wasn't fragile or weak, and that he could fight her. After a while, Kel got bored with using basic moves, and used a few quick Yamani moves finishing with a throw that Nariko, the emperor's arms-master, had insisted she practice over and over again. Cleon was well and truly beaten.
As she helped him to his feet, she was asked where she had learned to fight like that. They made a deal. Kel would teach Cleon some of her Yamani moves and he would help her with her swordplay and teach her to joust. They didn't even notice that an audience had joined them.
Many young knights soon surrounded the lovely girl, astounded with her ability to fight. Soon, she was promised lessons in staff fighting with Owen, (since he's just oh so good at it) and the Shang arts with Faleron in exchange for lessons in the Yamani fighting. After being challenged by a few other brave knights, she was preparing to leave when an icy voice belonging to the blonde (dumb blondes) Joren of Stone Mountain was heard.
"Women can't fight," he said with a voice full of scorn. "Everyone knows that. All that they are good for is knitting and dancing. They are weak and fragile."
At the sound of his words, several of the surrounding knights put their hands to their sword hilts and began to issue challenges when Kel's cool and even voice sounded.
"Is that what you believe? Apparently you have never seen a woman fight. Therefore I will fight and beat you. So to correct your knowledge, I am challenging you to a duel. As the challenged, you may choose the contest, unless you are afraid?"
"I fear no woman. I will beat you.at fencing." Being no idiot, Joren chose one of the things that she wouldn't have learned in the Islands. Joren stripped off his boots and began to warm up as Kel wiped the sweat from her brow and did a quick sword dance. The duel began, and Joren appeared to have the advantage-Kel had been out there for hours, and he had a more solid build than the slender body of hers. Fortunately for Kel, he wasn't a very good swordsman, and she disarmed him and had her sword at his throat after only a few moves.
After that, she turned on her heel and walked briskly away to her room leaving awestruck boys in her wake.
So what do you all think? Is it good or not? Should I stop writing? Please review this! Give me ideas for either this story or other ones. Thanx! Tata
