Kel sighed, leaning against the tree-trunk as she sat with her feet dangling in the river. I miss Cleon, she thought for the thousandth time. She kept thinking of her last letter from him. He'd said that his mother had practically given up on him marrying anyone else, and thought that if the two of them could earn enough purses as knights, they would be alright. She just wanted grandchildren before she died. Kel balked at the thought, but couldn't contain her joy of being able to marry Cleon if she wished. Not that she was particularly set on marrying anyone yet, but now she was free to have Cleon. They'd have to work out the marriage and children issue later, she thought. First I am to be a knight.

She smiled, and I am.a lady knight, of Mindelan. She'd come up to her home to visit her family, Anders was here and she'd not seen him in a year. But most of all, she'd come to meet up with Cleon, who was coming along from Pirate's Swoop with Neal, and the Lionness. .And her Cleon again.

She groaned, wondering what had come over her control, of course her Yamani training stayed in place enough that her distress wasn't apparent to others, except maybe her mother, but Ilane had deigned to say anything. She felt the longing for Cleon, warmth of his body, in the cold night, in her dreams, when she often woke up embarrassed and afraid that she'd made noticeable sounds, and always highly aroused. She'd never gone through this the whole time of loving Neal, or Dom. Not that she'd really loved them...not like Cleon.Cleon.

"Argh!" she slapped her head with her own dagger "get a hold of yourself Mindelan!" I can't go around acting like a lovesick puppy! What will Cleon think?! Gah! There I go again! She took a deep breath, calming herself. Reminding herself of the Yamani lake, as she lay back down on the grass, sighing.

.and the image of Cleon bathing in that lake came to her unsuspecting mind. "Mithros, Mynoss, and Shakith! I will not think about him!" she groaned out loud again.

"Think about who?" she turned red, then bolted upright recognizing the familiar voice that had been haunting her every moment for the past month.

"Cleon!!!" she'd jumped up and had her arms around his neck as he was busily re-acquainting himself with her lips, his hands holding her against him just as tight.

"My sunrise." he grinned at her, breathless, and kissed her again. ".you wouldn't want to think of me?...or is it someone else?" the teasing tone of his voice hid the sudden stab of fear. She laughed, burying her head in his chest, deeply breathing in his scent.

"You, silly.always you." she'd put her head on the crook of his shoulder and was currently nuzzling his neck. He moaned.

"Kel,.my Queen of Knights, I can't think when you do that" he gasped as she bit him gently in response, the spot on his neck was tender.and sensitive.

"Do you want to know what I didn't want to think?" she grinned, an evil gleam in her eyes, his heart skipped a beat.

"Yes."he breathed in sharply, her hand was sliding over his tunic, brushing over other sensitive areas. He had a flash of recollection of the dream he had last night, and turned red.

"What're you thinking?" Kel asked, slightly breathless herself. She couldn't believe she just did that.not that Cleon was complaining..He turned a darker shade of red, "Dreams..." he mumbled.

Kel blinked, "You too?" He hung his head before he realized what she'd said.

"You mean you."Kel nodded.

".oh Kel." he grinned, "well then, sun to the flower of my heart, is there a place we can go to err.discuss.our dreams?" his eyes were dancing with anticipation.