Walking through the corridors of the palace Kel found herself with a goofy
smile on her face. She swiftly switched to Yamani lump mode but in her head
she grinned all the more. Neal looked at her and smiled. He knew she was
hiding her emotions behind her Yamani mask and he couldn't help smiling. As
Kel saddled Hoshi Neal saddled his horse, Whisper. They set off for the
royal forest. Talking of trivial things they dismounted and lead their
mounts through a denser patch to a glade. Looking at Neal Kel wondered
aloud,
"Where are the sonnets? The poems of my grace, my beauty and my poise?"
"I am too in love to even put my mind to poetry Kel."
"I never thought I'd see the day, you, too in love to write poetry." A fleeting smile played across her features, she was obviously remembering his more comical poems.
"And I never thought I'd see the day, you smiling like a moonstruck lover." At this comeback Kel blushed and aimed a gentle punch at his arm. Neal just grinned.
"So Neal, does this mean you will stop the sarcasm and irony?"
"What ever made you think that? I live for using those traits!"
They picked themselves up and remounted, taking the horses back at walking pace. Looking at the sky Kel saw a flock of birds heading towards the palace. But was it birds? Catching a gleam of silver reflected off of a wing Kel swore profusely.
"STORMWINGS!" She yelled at Neal and set Hoshi off at a gallop, Neal just behind her. Retrieving her crossbow from where it was slung over her back Kel fumbled with bolts until she eventually had loaded her weapon. Aiming, she fired at a wing, not wanting to fatally injure one of the immortals. The bolt skidded off and caused the Stormwing to turn around. It used a widely recognised hand gesture and flew away screaming curses.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"You did well to warn us of this," said Sir Imrah of Leggan, Prince Roald's former knight master. "Something is definitely afoot."
"Perhaps it's awing." Suggested Sir Myles, in all seriousness.
"We must discuss this further." The king said firmly. Kel and Neal knew that they were dismissed, bowed and left the chamber.
"Goodnight Kel. Sorry about your messed up evening."
"It wasn't your fault. Anyway, your evening was as messed up as mine was. Goodnight." They smiled at one another then separated to go to their rooms. But even if their day was at an end. They events of the day would be remembered by many, for different reasons, for a long, long time.
**Is this length better? I hope you like it. I am aiming to update at least every 4 days but my new RE teacher has taken a dislike to me and I foresee piles, no mounds of homework coming my way. Oh well. **
**Disclaimer: Character: Tammy although I have twisted their personalities considerably. Writing: Me**
Please Review.
"Where are the sonnets? The poems of my grace, my beauty and my poise?"
"I am too in love to even put my mind to poetry Kel."
"I never thought I'd see the day, you, too in love to write poetry." A fleeting smile played across her features, she was obviously remembering his more comical poems.
"And I never thought I'd see the day, you smiling like a moonstruck lover." At this comeback Kel blushed and aimed a gentle punch at his arm. Neal just grinned.
"So Neal, does this mean you will stop the sarcasm and irony?"
"What ever made you think that? I live for using those traits!"
They picked themselves up and remounted, taking the horses back at walking pace. Looking at the sky Kel saw a flock of birds heading towards the palace. But was it birds? Catching a gleam of silver reflected off of a wing Kel swore profusely.
"STORMWINGS!" She yelled at Neal and set Hoshi off at a gallop, Neal just behind her. Retrieving her crossbow from where it was slung over her back Kel fumbled with bolts until she eventually had loaded her weapon. Aiming, she fired at a wing, not wanting to fatally injure one of the immortals. The bolt skidded off and caused the Stormwing to turn around. It used a widely recognised hand gesture and flew away screaming curses.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"You did well to warn us of this," said Sir Imrah of Leggan, Prince Roald's former knight master. "Something is definitely afoot."
"Perhaps it's awing." Suggested Sir Myles, in all seriousness.
"We must discuss this further." The king said firmly. Kel and Neal knew that they were dismissed, bowed and left the chamber.
"Goodnight Kel. Sorry about your messed up evening."
"It wasn't your fault. Anyway, your evening was as messed up as mine was. Goodnight." They smiled at one another then separated to go to their rooms. But even if their day was at an end. They events of the day would be remembered by many, for different reasons, for a long, long time.
**Is this length better? I hope you like it. I am aiming to update at least every 4 days but my new RE teacher has taken a dislike to me and I foresee piles, no mounds of homework coming my way. Oh well. **
**Disclaimer: Character: Tammy although I have twisted their personalities considerably. Writing: Me**
Please Review.