(a/n Just like you all to know this chapter is my personal favourite. It's so funny at the end!! Hee, hee. The last bit was crap, wasn't it? Ah well blame writers block, not me. Thankyou again QueenOfTheRogue for the idea saved my skin that did.)

Kel was just leaving the breakfast hall the next day when a too-many-skirts Lady walked up to her. "Lady Keladry Of Mindelan I presume?" Kel nodded, glancing round, this women looked like she was one of the Queens ladies. Then it hit her. Oh no she thought, it's just a mistake the lady probably just wants to talk to Kel didn't she? "The Queen would wish to speak with you." "Crap." Kel muttered under her breath. God she hated Monarchs. "Follow me please." Kel meekly obeyed. Thinking of ways to get out of being a Queens lady, she didn't come up with any ideas. She was walked into a room where Thayet and some of the other too-many-skirt ladies sat. "Majesty." Kel said politely curtseying. "I presume you know why you're here." The Queen asked gently. Looking at her, Kel gulped and said, "Yes your majesty I've got a pretty good idea." Thayet smiled, "Being a Queens lady isn't that bad." Kel snorted in a unladylike way. She blushed when Thayet raised an eyebrow. "Begging your pardon majesty but I'd rather jump of a cliff. I'm not a very good lady a very good lady at the best of times, let alone all of the time. Besides the only reason your asking me is because you want me to marry your son." Thayet raised both eyebrows at a blushing Keladry. "You know about that do you?" Kel nodded, "Roald told me, he also told me he'd talk you out of the idea." Thayet smiled, "Good friends with my son are you?" Kel nodded slowly then scowled as something dawned on her. "Yes majesty we're very good friends. Friends in case you didn't here that right." Thayet laughed, "You've a funny attitude Keladry. Most girls would faint if I told them that they were to marry the prince." Kel shrugged, "I'm not most girls, I know what I want with my life and that's not what you have planned. Begging your pardon majesty no offence meant." "You'll be queen someday don't you want that?" "No I don't, I don't like power, I don't like controlling people it's not right." She looked down, "Plus I'm not overly keen on your husband." Thayet arched an eyebrow, "Why do you not like the King?" Kel shrugged, "No offence meant but he's a prig, I can't believe you married him! Please tell me you were pushed into it." Thayet laughed, "I was not pushed into it. But you however will be pushed into being a Queens's lady. Report to my room after lunch Keladry. You are dismissed." Kel walked out scowling, time for a chat with Roald. I'll murder him myself! Kel thought angrily. With my bear hands.

Kel found Roald on the practise courts. She grabbed a practise sword and walked up to him. "Guard." She whispered. Roald noticed that Kel looked in a murderous mood and none to merciful. He grabbed a sword. "Kel." He muttered, "Come on you won't beat me." He said as he assumed the guard stand she did the same. "You think highly of yourself, just because I'm a girl I'm not as good as you right? Wrong. I'm better." They fought for about one minutes before Kel had Roald backed against the wall with no sword. He gulped; Kel was amazingly intimidating when she had sword in her hand. "You said you'd talk to them." She muttered, amazing she wasn't even out of breath. "Talk to who Kel?" He whimpered. "Your parents, they want me to be a Queen's Lady so they can get to know me before they get us married." "I tried Kel I really did." He lied; he hadn't actually talked to his parents, and tell you the truth he wasn't planning to either. "What's all this?" A deep voice asked. It seemed that the King had walked up unnoticed. Kel stood back and threw the practice sword at the King handle first. He caught it with a surprised expression on his face. "Train your knights better.Sire, even a lady can beat them in a sword fight." She hissed at him and walked off. Roald, Jonathon, and the rest of the squires just stared.

(a/n so what did you think? Tell me in a review. Hint, Hint. See! They so aren't fallin in love.yet)