Which One?
Chapter three:
The Kiss
Disclaimer: I do not possess The Protector of the Small series, written by Tamora Pierce. I disclaim all ownership of characters and/or materiel belonging to the series in question. Thank you.
'...' -thoughts "..." -dialogue
Kel couldn't believe what was going on. 'I guess this is what happens when you wear a dress. All your friends start treating you similar to the way they treat those dim-witted court girls. I wish I knew if they were sincere. May Neal will let me talk to him about it, than again he is part of this. I don't really have anyone else to turn to. Lalasa wouldn't but much help and I can't ask Daine, not now anyways, she with Numair and everyone knows it's hopeless to speak with either of them when their together. The only person I could talk to, Alanna, is away at Pirate's Swoop. Neal will understand and listen to me, I hope.' Kel come out of her thoughts with a deep sigh and stepped onto the balcony.
Kel looked around for Neal and stopped him on a bench with an incredibly pretty girl beside him. They seemed to be immersed in conversation, but Kel didn't notice the frown on Neal's face. Neal turned his head a petite amount in order to avoid the noble females kiss, though he did receive a kiss on the cheek, nonetheless. When the lady's lips made contact, Neal caught sight of Kel and his eyes went wide. "Kel, whatever your thinking, it's not true. Let me explain." Neal blurted out, while standing up and taking a few strides towards her.
"Of course, it's what she thinks, honey. Now come back here like a good boy and I'll give you another kiss." The lady cooed as if to a small child.
"Yes Neal, go back to your little bitch!" Kel said, as fury raced through her.
"Kel, please just let me explain. See while you were gone..."
"Save it for someone who cares, Queenscove. I told you, you would leave me once we got here. Now instead of getting to watch you dance with other girls, I get to watch you seduce them! Goodbye Nealan of Queenscove," Kel said the last part loud enough that a good number of people heard. She stormed out of the ballroom, while Roald watched. Once Kel was out of sight, Roald stomped up to Neal and pushed him to the ground. "What did you do to her?" Roald enquired with pure venom.
"I didn't do anything. This whore-" pointing to the lady on the bench, "-convinced Kel I was with her. Kel... oh gods, Roald, what have I done? I'm sorry... I have to go see her." Neal marched past him.
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Kel ran down hallway, after hallway, tears streaking down her face. Cleon saw her and grabbed her hand. "Kel? What's wrong?"
"It... and her... Neal, he..." said Kel between sobs, "Where's my... room?"
Cleon chuckled, "this way, dear one," he said and led her down the hall. He had rapped his arms reassuringly about Kel, as they searched for her room. "I guess you don't want to talking about it." Cleon voiced as he broke the silence between them. Kel only nodded in response and waved goodbye and she recognized the corridor they were in. Kel staggered into her room and flung herself on her bed after changing into britches and a tunic. She snuggled up in her blackest and cried herself to sleep.
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Later that night a strange figure broke into Kel's room and watched her as she slept.
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Kel awoke just before dawn and rolled out of bed, only to find a man sitting in her room. Slowly she pulled out the dagger from under her pillow and with the speed of a cat she placed the dagger to the man's throat. "Who are you?" She hissed.
"Neal," he told her as she recoiled and stared at him.
"What are you doing here? Never mind that, get out! I don't want to talk to you."
"Kel, we need to talk, please?" He whispered.
"Get out!" Kel screamed as tears began to fall from her eyes. Beal reached out to brush them away but she smacked his hand. The door swiftly flew open and in charged a valiant Roald.
"Kel? What happened?"
"This does not concern you. Leave us be." Neal said with a death glare. As if to defy him, Kel ran to Roald and threw her arms around him.
"Please take me away from here." Kel asked him. He nodded and scooped her up in his arms as he carried her to his room. Neal was following closely, but once Roald entered his room he slammed the door on Neal's face and looked it with magic. Roald then placed Kel on his bed where he held her within the circle of his arms. He did not dare to break the silence between them; instead he took this time to hold her. Kel liked being treated this way and burrowed her head into his tunic. They stayed in that position for a sustained amount of time, before either of them uttered a word. "Umm... Roald? I'm famished, do you think we could go to breakfast, now?" Kel questioned.
Yes, let's go." He answered as they reluctantly moved apart from each other. Roald opened the door for Kel and ushered her out into the corridor, but before she could walk away her grabbed her hand and kissed it. This brought a blush that tinged both their cheeks. Roald took her hand and they made their way to the mess hall. Once they entered, Kel scanned the room for their friends and she noticed them. Neal was among them and look particularly grave. Kel leaded up to Roald and whispered in his ear. "I think I should go talk to Neal. He looks quite disturbed."
"Go ahead, I'll talk to you later." He said.
"Thanks," called Kel as she picked up a tray, got some food, and strolled over to her friends. She sat down beside Neal, who looked shocked and then stood up and slowly walked out of the mess hall. Kel quickly wolfed down her food, getting a few "slow down" comments from her concerned friends, and ran after Neal. "Neal, wait!"
"I can't speak with you right now. Maybe later..." said Neal.
"Neal, please don't do this..." Kel asked him, as tears started to flow once more. He turned around to look at her and caught sight of her tears. As hazel eyes met green, Neal rushed to her and kissed away her tears.
"I just thought that... I thought you hated me... Oh, Kel, I love you so much and seeing you in Roald's arms... I... I thought... I don't know what I thought." He tried to explain to her.
"I felt the same way last night." She admitted, "Wait, you love me?" He nodded and looked down. "Neal please tell me if your lying, I couldn't bare it if you are." He did not believe words would be able to describe what he felt for Kel, so instead he did the only natural thing. He kissed her.
Thank you all for your comments. I've enjoyed all of them greatly. Please keep them coming and I'd like to give a special thanks to ChaChaChica for the banana curse review. I absolutely loved it. I laughed hysterically after that and it gave me an inspiration for my final chapters. Thank you all so much and I think I know what the ending (s) are going to be, but if you have any ideas feel free to share them with the class. Chapter 5 is written and waiting to be typed.
Chapter three:
The Kiss
Disclaimer: I do not possess The Protector of the Small series, written by Tamora Pierce. I disclaim all ownership of characters and/or materiel belonging to the series in question. Thank you.
'...' -thoughts "..." -dialogue
Kel couldn't believe what was going on. 'I guess this is what happens when you wear a dress. All your friends start treating you similar to the way they treat those dim-witted court girls. I wish I knew if they were sincere. May Neal will let me talk to him about it, than again he is part of this. I don't really have anyone else to turn to. Lalasa wouldn't but much help and I can't ask Daine, not now anyways, she with Numair and everyone knows it's hopeless to speak with either of them when their together. The only person I could talk to, Alanna, is away at Pirate's Swoop. Neal will understand and listen to me, I hope.' Kel come out of her thoughts with a deep sigh and stepped onto the balcony.
Kel looked around for Neal and stopped him on a bench with an incredibly pretty girl beside him. They seemed to be immersed in conversation, but Kel didn't notice the frown on Neal's face. Neal turned his head a petite amount in order to avoid the noble females kiss, though he did receive a kiss on the cheek, nonetheless. When the lady's lips made contact, Neal caught sight of Kel and his eyes went wide. "Kel, whatever your thinking, it's not true. Let me explain." Neal blurted out, while standing up and taking a few strides towards her.
"Of course, it's what she thinks, honey. Now come back here like a good boy and I'll give you another kiss." The lady cooed as if to a small child.
"Yes Neal, go back to your little bitch!" Kel said, as fury raced through her.
"Kel, please just let me explain. See while you were gone..."
"Save it for someone who cares, Queenscove. I told you, you would leave me once we got here. Now instead of getting to watch you dance with other girls, I get to watch you seduce them! Goodbye Nealan of Queenscove," Kel said the last part loud enough that a good number of people heard. She stormed out of the ballroom, while Roald watched. Once Kel was out of sight, Roald stomped up to Neal and pushed him to the ground. "What did you do to her?" Roald enquired with pure venom.
"I didn't do anything. This whore-" pointing to the lady on the bench, "-convinced Kel I was with her. Kel... oh gods, Roald, what have I done? I'm sorry... I have to go see her." Neal marched past him.
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Kel ran down hallway, after hallway, tears streaking down her face. Cleon saw her and grabbed her hand. "Kel? What's wrong?"
"It... and her... Neal, he..." said Kel between sobs, "Where's my... room?"
Cleon chuckled, "this way, dear one," he said and led her down the hall. He had rapped his arms reassuringly about Kel, as they searched for her room. "I guess you don't want to talking about it." Cleon voiced as he broke the silence between them. Kel only nodded in response and waved goodbye and she recognized the corridor they were in. Kel staggered into her room and flung herself on her bed after changing into britches and a tunic. She snuggled up in her blackest and cried herself to sleep.
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Later that night a strange figure broke into Kel's room and watched her as she slept.
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Kel awoke just before dawn and rolled out of bed, only to find a man sitting in her room. Slowly she pulled out the dagger from under her pillow and with the speed of a cat she placed the dagger to the man's throat. "Who are you?" She hissed.
"Neal," he told her as she recoiled and stared at him.
"What are you doing here? Never mind that, get out! I don't want to talk to you."
"Kel, we need to talk, please?" He whispered.
"Get out!" Kel screamed as tears began to fall from her eyes. Beal reached out to brush them away but she smacked his hand. The door swiftly flew open and in charged a valiant Roald.
"Kel? What happened?"
"This does not concern you. Leave us be." Neal said with a death glare. As if to defy him, Kel ran to Roald and threw her arms around him.
"Please take me away from here." Kel asked him. He nodded and scooped her up in his arms as he carried her to his room. Neal was following closely, but once Roald entered his room he slammed the door on Neal's face and looked it with magic. Roald then placed Kel on his bed where he held her within the circle of his arms. He did not dare to break the silence between them; instead he took this time to hold her. Kel liked being treated this way and burrowed her head into his tunic. They stayed in that position for a sustained amount of time, before either of them uttered a word. "Umm... Roald? I'm famished, do you think we could go to breakfast, now?" Kel questioned.
Yes, let's go." He answered as they reluctantly moved apart from each other. Roald opened the door for Kel and ushered her out into the corridor, but before she could walk away her grabbed her hand and kissed it. This brought a blush that tinged both their cheeks. Roald took her hand and they made their way to the mess hall. Once they entered, Kel scanned the room for their friends and she noticed them. Neal was among them and look particularly grave. Kel leaded up to Roald and whispered in his ear. "I think I should go talk to Neal. He looks quite disturbed."
"Go ahead, I'll talk to you later." He said.
"Thanks," called Kel as she picked up a tray, got some food, and strolled over to her friends. She sat down beside Neal, who looked shocked and then stood up and slowly walked out of the mess hall. Kel quickly wolfed down her food, getting a few "slow down" comments from her concerned friends, and ran after Neal. "Neal, wait!"
"I can't speak with you right now. Maybe later..." said Neal.
"Neal, please don't do this..." Kel asked him, as tears started to flow once more. He turned around to look at her and caught sight of her tears. As hazel eyes met green, Neal rushed to her and kissed away her tears.
"I just thought that... I thought you hated me... Oh, Kel, I love you so much and seeing you in Roald's arms... I... I thought... I don't know what I thought." He tried to explain to her.
"I felt the same way last night." She admitted, "Wait, you love me?" He nodded and looked down. "Neal please tell me if your lying, I couldn't bare it if you are." He did not believe words would be able to describe what he felt for Kel, so instead he did the only natural thing. He kissed her.
Thank you all for your comments. I've enjoyed all of them greatly. Please keep them coming and I'd like to give a special thanks to ChaChaChica for the banana curse review. I absolutely loved it. I laughed hysterically after that and it gave me an inspiration for my final chapters. Thank you all so much and I think I know what the ending (s) are going to be, but if you have any ideas feel free to share them with the class. Chapter 5 is written and waiting to be typed.