"What?" Both Kel and Neal said in unison, not knowing that they had both
heard the same things from the people they had given their hearts to.
"Kel?" "Neal?" They both asked, peering over the three-foot wall that
separated the two gardens.
"What are you doing here?" Kel demanded.
"How much did you hear?" Neal demanded. "Who are you here with?" Roald gulped and stood up.
"Me. Who are you out here with?"
"Me." Kris answered, stepping into the light.
"My fiancée?" Roald asked, confused.
"My love." Neal challenged. "And you're here with Kel?"
"MY love." Roald explained. The two girls looked at one another and burst out with laughter.
"So you're with Roald?" Kris finally asked after minutes of uncontrollable giggles.
"And you're with Neal!" Kel answered, still laughing.
"I missed something!" The boys said together as the girls laughed even more.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Roald!" King Jonathan called from his office.
"Coming, Sir!" Roald called, running into the office to find both his parents and Kris's parents sitting there. "Sir?"
"Sit."
"Krisanna!" The Emperor called to his daughter.
"Father?" She asked meekly, seeing Roald there.
"It's time to discuss your marriage. Five days. Everything is about as planned as it can possibly be." Jonathan told them.
"No…" Kris whispered, feeling faint.
"Excuse me?" the Emperor demanded.
"I've fallen in love, Father. Please! Don't make me marry Roald!"
"And I've fallen in love too, Father." Roald informed the parents.
"With? Both of you!" Jonathan demanded.
"Yes! Please! Let me be happy with the man I love!" Kris pleaded, tears flowing down her face though she had tried to repress them.
"NO!" Her father screamed. "You will marry Roald in five days' time and there will be no more of this nonsense! If you give yourself to another man, you will be striped of your title and you will be executed for treason against the crown!" He roared.
"Mother?" Kris whispered, allowing herself to slump into a little sobbing heap.
"NO! YOUR MOTHER WILL NOT HELP YOU NOW, KRISANNA CHRLASA!" Kris struggled to her feet and held her head up high as Roald helped her out of the room.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"What do we do, Neal?" Kris asked, still crying.
"What do we do?" Kel repeated, still not believing that this was happening.
"We stick with the plan we had before this happened. We elope." Roald said suddenly.
"YES! We will!" Neal agreed wholeheartedly.
"And who would marry two runaway royals, a crazed female page, and an 18 year old page?" Kris asked. "Who will help us?"
"The Lioness!" Kel suddenly exclaimed. "She'll help us! And we must take Lalasa. They'll question her and hurt her."
"Yes, she will come. We leave tonight. Pack lightly and get to the stables. Lalasa!" Neal called.
"Yes?" She asked, running in.
"Pack your bags, lightly, mind you. You'll accompany us to Pirate's Swoop. When you're done, go inform Stefan of our needs for our mounts. And one for yourself. Have him saddle them and ready to go by midnight. And warn him that he doesn't know of any of this." Kel ordered.
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"What are you doing here?" Kel demanded.
"How much did you hear?" Neal demanded. "Who are you here with?" Roald gulped and stood up.
"Me. Who are you out here with?"
"Me." Kris answered, stepping into the light.
"My fiancée?" Roald asked, confused.
"My love." Neal challenged. "And you're here with Kel?"
"MY love." Roald explained. The two girls looked at one another and burst out with laughter.
"So you're with Roald?" Kris finally asked after minutes of uncontrollable giggles.
"And you're with Neal!" Kel answered, still laughing.
"I missed something!" The boys said together as the girls laughed even more.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Roald!" King Jonathan called from his office.
"Coming, Sir!" Roald called, running into the office to find both his parents and Kris's parents sitting there. "Sir?"
"Sit."
"Krisanna!" The Emperor called to his daughter.
"Father?" She asked meekly, seeing Roald there.
"It's time to discuss your marriage. Five days. Everything is about as planned as it can possibly be." Jonathan told them.
"No…" Kris whispered, feeling faint.
"Excuse me?" the Emperor demanded.
"I've fallen in love, Father. Please! Don't make me marry Roald!"
"And I've fallen in love too, Father." Roald informed the parents.
"With? Both of you!" Jonathan demanded.
"Yes! Please! Let me be happy with the man I love!" Kris pleaded, tears flowing down her face though she had tried to repress them.
"NO!" Her father screamed. "You will marry Roald in five days' time and there will be no more of this nonsense! If you give yourself to another man, you will be striped of your title and you will be executed for treason against the crown!" He roared.
"Mother?" Kris whispered, allowing herself to slump into a little sobbing heap.
"NO! YOUR MOTHER WILL NOT HELP YOU NOW, KRISANNA CHRLASA!" Kris struggled to her feet and held her head up high as Roald helped her out of the room.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"What do we do, Neal?" Kris asked, still crying.
"What do we do?" Kel repeated, still not believing that this was happening.
"We stick with the plan we had before this happened. We elope." Roald said suddenly.
"YES! We will!" Neal agreed wholeheartedly.
"And who would marry two runaway royals, a crazed female page, and an 18 year old page?" Kris asked. "Who will help us?"
"The Lioness!" Kel suddenly exclaimed. "She'll help us! And we must take Lalasa. They'll question her and hurt her."
"Yes, she will come. We leave tonight. Pack lightly and get to the stables. Lalasa!" Neal called.
"Yes?" She asked, running in.
"Pack your bags, lightly, mind you. You'll accompany us to Pirate's Swoop. When you're done, go inform Stefan of our needs for our mounts. And one for yourself. Have him saddle them and ready to go by midnight. And warn him that he doesn't know of any of this." Kel ordered.
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Another shortie! Sorry for those who wanted longer chapters. Only about 3 more, or maybe more…I'm not sure. Thanks to any reviews I may have gotten! (