Ok I no this can't happen because she is now a knight, but I have to finish
this story.
"No, Neal," she cried softly as she sat down on the harbour. "How could you go like that! I'm sorry Neal!" She told the retreating ship. Now what can I do? She wondered, I could wait and follow Neal tomorrow or ride there today. No it would take days to ride to Queenscove, and I can not ask Uline to come.
Slowly she stood up and turned around, with tears in her eyes. She began to walk up the harbour, with her eyes down so that no one would witness her crying. She was so busy wondering what to do that she nearly walked into someone.
"Sorry," she muttered bringing her face up to look at the person. "N…Neal," she gasped.
"Hello Kel," he replied without looking at her, "you were saying…"
"Oh Neal, I'm just so sorry. So, so sorry, please can we go back to being friends? I am really sorry, I just can't…" Her voice trailed away.
"No. I'll see at the palace Kel." With that he rode away, hoping that Kel had not seen the tears in his eyes.
"Neal…Neal…oh god…"
"Kel are you alright? Wasn't that Neal? Can we stay for a while? Talk?" Kel had forgotten Uline.
"Yer sure," she told Uline without realising what she had said, "I'll see you back at the palace."
"Kel you're not going alone. And, well, even if you love him you cannot chase him, he probably needs room to think. Listen to me!"
"Ok we'll ride back tomorrow, at dawn."
Sure enough the very next morning found Kel and Uline riding back home, though not as fast as they come.
"Neal were ever you are I love you." Kel whispered.
"So you do love Queenscove," said a smooth voice behind her.
Kel whirled around, "Joren! Don't you ever stop."
"No, Squire! We have had enough of you." Suddenly there were rogues everywhere.
"So this is how the beautiful Joren fights. He hides behind bad men. The world will know of this!" She shouted at the retreating figure.
"No," he laughed, "the world will not know, because you will die here. Lady," he addressed Uline, "this isn't your fight leave or my friends will kill you too."
"I think you will be the one to die here not us," Uline called as 10 rouges advanced slowly.
"You just gave your life away, when you could have gone and exposed him!" pointed out Kel.
"Do you really think he would let that happen? He would have just split us up. Good luck Kel."
Kel and Uline set themselves back to back, as they both drew swords. 5 of the rouges attacked, Kel whipped her sword around killing one with a thrust, and kicking the other, and this gave her time to finish a third. Now another 10 appeared from no where, the remaining 15 attacked.
"I'm sorry Uline," whispered Kel. Uline was soon down to a sword thrust and the hilt of a sword knocked her out.
"No, Neal," she cried softly as she sat down on the harbour. "How could you go like that! I'm sorry Neal!" She told the retreating ship. Now what can I do? She wondered, I could wait and follow Neal tomorrow or ride there today. No it would take days to ride to Queenscove, and I can not ask Uline to come.
Slowly she stood up and turned around, with tears in her eyes. She began to walk up the harbour, with her eyes down so that no one would witness her crying. She was so busy wondering what to do that she nearly walked into someone.
"Sorry," she muttered bringing her face up to look at the person. "N…Neal," she gasped.
"Hello Kel," he replied without looking at her, "you were saying…"
"Oh Neal, I'm just so sorry. So, so sorry, please can we go back to being friends? I am really sorry, I just can't…" Her voice trailed away.
"No. I'll see at the palace Kel." With that he rode away, hoping that Kel had not seen the tears in his eyes.
"Neal…Neal…oh god…"
"Kel are you alright? Wasn't that Neal? Can we stay for a while? Talk?" Kel had forgotten Uline.
"Yer sure," she told Uline without realising what she had said, "I'll see you back at the palace."
"Kel you're not going alone. And, well, even if you love him you cannot chase him, he probably needs room to think. Listen to me!"
"Ok we'll ride back tomorrow, at dawn."
Sure enough the very next morning found Kel and Uline riding back home, though not as fast as they come.
"Neal were ever you are I love you." Kel whispered.
"So you do love Queenscove," said a smooth voice behind her.
Kel whirled around, "Joren! Don't you ever stop."
"No, Squire! We have had enough of you." Suddenly there were rogues everywhere.
"So this is how the beautiful Joren fights. He hides behind bad men. The world will know of this!" She shouted at the retreating figure.
"No," he laughed, "the world will not know, because you will die here. Lady," he addressed Uline, "this isn't your fight leave or my friends will kill you too."
"I think you will be the one to die here not us," Uline called as 10 rouges advanced slowly.
"You just gave your life away, when you could have gone and exposed him!" pointed out Kel.
"Do you really think he would let that happen? He would have just split us up. Good luck Kel."
Kel and Uline set themselves back to back, as they both drew swords. 5 of the rouges attacked, Kel whipped her sword around killing one with a thrust, and kicking the other, and this gave her time to finish a third. Now another 10 appeared from no where, the remaining 15 attacked.
"I'm sorry Uline," whispered Kel. Uline was soon down to a sword thrust and the hilt of a sword knocked her out.