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Kel's second year as a squire, if you're wondering.
White-wolf: He is perfect for crime, cause no one expects him! * ebil grin*
Owen:* angry* Golly...
Angel of Wind: lol, Owen's going bye-bye all right...
Owen:*sobs * Why do you people HATE me!? Just cause I'm jolly and you aren't..
Tomato Fan Beatles: Hmm...interesting question. I guess it's just because I wanted to do a pairing no one has ever done before ^_^
Chapter 5-Secrets
Faleron could only stare wide-eyed at the solemn squire. Light from a slowly burning candle threw shadows about the room, mostly appearing on Kel's face, giving her a slightly eerie look. Whilst noticing this, a feeling of giddyness rose in Faleron's chest. It captured his heart; how serious she appeared at that moment. 'Also,' he thought, 'How beauti-' He stopped himself, and shook his handsome head slightly to clear his head of the intruding thoughts. 'By Mithros,' he thought, amused, 'I do believe I'm falling in love with Keladry of Mindelan.' Clearing his mind again, he focused his steady gaze on Kel.
"What you said has to be true, Kel. These dreams are...disturbing, somewhat. We need to pay careful attention to Owen. He may be planning something drastic."
Kel nodded, shadows shifting on her face. Faleron could not help but stare, brown eyes wide and quiet. Suddenly, he snapped out of his reverie, and flashed a slight smile towards the lady squire.
"I believe I have to go now..." he said softly, shifting his position slightly. "I'm sure we wouldn't want Lord Wyldon to find out that I was in here...thank you, Keladry."
He lifted her hand to his lips, a slight smile curving his lips as he dropped it, and bowed. Kel could not help but giggle at him. 'Wait...' she thought suddenly, 'Is he flirting with ME!?' She decided to counter it with a comeback of her own.
"And thank you too, Squire Faleron of King's Reach. You have been most kind.." Her hazel eyes danced with mirth as she mock-curtsied. Suddenly she fell back, laughing out all of the stress that had been building up. Faleron watched her, chuckling slightly. Wisps of short brown hair fell into her face, and her cheeks turned rosy from laughing so hard. Faleron sighed quietly, and she stopped laughing, wiping a tear out of the corner of her eye. However, the joyful spark in her eyes were not gone.
"You'd better go..." she whispered, glancing uneasily at the door which connected Raoul's rooms to her own. Faleron nodded silently, and leaned over, looking clear into her eyes. However, he shook his head, and a smile returned once more to his lips, and he backed away. He gave a final nod goodbye, and slipped out the door.
Kel smiled slightly, and closed the door.
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Faleron walked steadily into the mess hall, got his breakfast, and sat down at the usual table. However, this time it was next to Kel. Normally he sat in between Owen and Merric, but after last night, he wasn't going to trust Owen anymore. Also, he wanted to be closer to Keladry.
Kel gave him a silent glance as he slipped in beside her, and once more continued to focus on Owen. He was as cheerful as ever, not a hint of anything else present. His curly brown hair fell into his face, as he laughed along with his friends. Kel narrowed her eyes slightly. Faleron noticed this, and leaned over.
"I can't believe it's him..." he whispered into her ear, heart beating fast at the closeness of their bodies.
Kel nodded slightly, and replied out of the corner of her mouth.
"I know. It really suprised me, Faleron. I just can't get past it."
Her hazel eyes were deeply troubled, at the thought of doing that to a friend. She sighed in frustration, staring down at the table. Faleron watched her avidly, catching every little detail, fasinated with everything about her.
Suddenly, Lord Wyldon spoke up.
"King Jonathan has requested the prescense of Squire Faleron of King's Reach and Squire Keladry of Mindelan in the throne room after this meal."
Kel tilted her head slightly, wondering why the King needed Faleron and herself. She shook her head. Having finished her food, she got up from the table and quickly came back, having deposited her tray. Faleron did the same, and together they started off the throne room.
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"Ah. Squire Keldary of Mindelan and Squire Faleron of King's Reach. Just as I have requested."
Jonathan's blue eyes scanned over the two. His gaze was troubled and confused. He beckoned them forth.
"Someone very special is here to speak with you. May I introduce King Sclon of the Sparrows."
A very familier face stepped out of the shadows, smiling at the squires. Faleron gasped. It was Freckle himself, appearing just like in his recent dream. Magnificent feathered wings stretched from his back, light brown in coloration. The old man's wrinkled face was courteous and kind, as he inspected the pair with bright black eyes.
"'Lo, Keladry of Mindelan, Faleron of King's Reach." He had an odd accent to his voice, almost Scanran in sorts. He took Keladry's scarred hand, and kissed it politely. Faleron felt a slight hint of jealousy rise within him, but he shook it off quickly.
'He's an old man, for Gods' sake!' he thought, cursing himself for such an impetuous act. He smiled at King Sclon, and bowed politely.
"It's a pleasue to see you again, King Sclon..." he said, deep voice rumbling with slight agitation. Sclon looked at him and grinned crookedly.
"Aye, Faleron. You too."
Kel stared between the two of them, astonished.
"You two KNOW each other?"
Faleron bowed again, and turned to the King.
"Your Highness, may Keladry and I be excused for a moment?"
Jon nodded slightly, still staring at the other King. Faleron smiled, and dragged Kel out of the throne room. After he finally let her go, she folded her arms against her chest.
"Now what's that all about? How do you know him? And why does he have WINGS!?" She glared at him as she threw these questions on him all at once.
Faleron looked at her, his mouth set in a thin line.
"I'll understand if you don't believe me, Keladry."
Keladry shook her head, looking at him fiercely.
"I will, Faleron," she snapped. "With everything that's been going on lately, it'll be a wonder if I don't!"
Faleron nodded gravely.
"Okay, Keladry. You're right." He took a deep breath and continued. "That man...King Sclon...is really one of your sparrows. Kel, he's Freckle. I saw him in my dreams. Now I'm starting to wonder whether these are really dreams. Anyway, I'm not sure what Crown's real name is, but I know that she is most likely Queen."
Kel sighed, and nodded.
"Yes, that is not out of my range. Goddess, Crown even spoke to me and gave me this damn CUT!"
She screamed out the last few words, tears of frustration sparking in her hazel eyes. She quickly wiped them away, but more just kept on falling. Faleron gently pulled her to him, allowing her to sob in his shirt. He was a bit shocked, for he had never seen the squire cry before.
"I know, Keladry. It's the stress, I do believe,"
Kel nodded through her tears, and pulled away. Her eyes were bright from crying. Faleron sighed, and mock-glared at her.
"Now you've made my shirt all wet."
She smiled slightly through all her tears, and laughed.
"Sorry Fal. Now I think we should go back in. They might be getting...eh...suspicious."
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R/R if you want a new chappy ^___^
White-wolf: He is perfect for crime, cause no one expects him! * ebil grin*
Owen:* angry* Golly...
Angel of Wind: lol, Owen's going bye-bye all right...
Owen:*sobs * Why do you people HATE me!? Just cause I'm jolly and you aren't..
Tomato Fan Beatles: Hmm...interesting question. I guess it's just because I wanted to do a pairing no one has ever done before ^_^
Chapter 5-Secrets
Faleron could only stare wide-eyed at the solemn squire. Light from a slowly burning candle threw shadows about the room, mostly appearing on Kel's face, giving her a slightly eerie look. Whilst noticing this, a feeling of giddyness rose in Faleron's chest. It captured his heart; how serious she appeared at that moment. 'Also,' he thought, 'How beauti-' He stopped himself, and shook his handsome head slightly to clear his head of the intruding thoughts. 'By Mithros,' he thought, amused, 'I do believe I'm falling in love with Keladry of Mindelan.' Clearing his mind again, he focused his steady gaze on Kel.
"What you said has to be true, Kel. These dreams are...disturbing, somewhat. We need to pay careful attention to Owen. He may be planning something drastic."
Kel nodded, shadows shifting on her face. Faleron could not help but stare, brown eyes wide and quiet. Suddenly, he snapped out of his reverie, and flashed a slight smile towards the lady squire.
"I believe I have to go now..." he said softly, shifting his position slightly. "I'm sure we wouldn't want Lord Wyldon to find out that I was in here...thank you, Keladry."
He lifted her hand to his lips, a slight smile curving his lips as he dropped it, and bowed. Kel could not help but giggle at him. 'Wait...' she thought suddenly, 'Is he flirting with ME!?' She decided to counter it with a comeback of her own.
"And thank you too, Squire Faleron of King's Reach. You have been most kind.." Her hazel eyes danced with mirth as she mock-curtsied. Suddenly she fell back, laughing out all of the stress that had been building up. Faleron watched her, chuckling slightly. Wisps of short brown hair fell into her face, and her cheeks turned rosy from laughing so hard. Faleron sighed quietly, and she stopped laughing, wiping a tear out of the corner of her eye. However, the joyful spark in her eyes were not gone.
"You'd better go..." she whispered, glancing uneasily at the door which connected Raoul's rooms to her own. Faleron nodded silently, and leaned over, looking clear into her eyes. However, he shook his head, and a smile returned once more to his lips, and he backed away. He gave a final nod goodbye, and slipped out the door.
Kel smiled slightly, and closed the door.
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Faleron walked steadily into the mess hall, got his breakfast, and sat down at the usual table. However, this time it was next to Kel. Normally he sat in between Owen and Merric, but after last night, he wasn't going to trust Owen anymore. Also, he wanted to be closer to Keladry.
Kel gave him a silent glance as he slipped in beside her, and once more continued to focus on Owen. He was as cheerful as ever, not a hint of anything else present. His curly brown hair fell into his face, as he laughed along with his friends. Kel narrowed her eyes slightly. Faleron noticed this, and leaned over.
"I can't believe it's him..." he whispered into her ear, heart beating fast at the closeness of their bodies.
Kel nodded slightly, and replied out of the corner of her mouth.
"I know. It really suprised me, Faleron. I just can't get past it."
Her hazel eyes were deeply troubled, at the thought of doing that to a friend. She sighed in frustration, staring down at the table. Faleron watched her avidly, catching every little detail, fasinated with everything about her.
Suddenly, Lord Wyldon spoke up.
"King Jonathan has requested the prescense of Squire Faleron of King's Reach and Squire Keladry of Mindelan in the throne room after this meal."
Kel tilted her head slightly, wondering why the King needed Faleron and herself. She shook her head. Having finished her food, she got up from the table and quickly came back, having deposited her tray. Faleron did the same, and together they started off the throne room.
~~
"Ah. Squire Keldary of Mindelan and Squire Faleron of King's Reach. Just as I have requested."
Jonathan's blue eyes scanned over the two. His gaze was troubled and confused. He beckoned them forth.
"Someone very special is here to speak with you. May I introduce King Sclon of the Sparrows."
A very familier face stepped out of the shadows, smiling at the squires. Faleron gasped. It was Freckle himself, appearing just like in his recent dream. Magnificent feathered wings stretched from his back, light brown in coloration. The old man's wrinkled face was courteous and kind, as he inspected the pair with bright black eyes.
"'Lo, Keladry of Mindelan, Faleron of King's Reach." He had an odd accent to his voice, almost Scanran in sorts. He took Keladry's scarred hand, and kissed it politely. Faleron felt a slight hint of jealousy rise within him, but he shook it off quickly.
'He's an old man, for Gods' sake!' he thought, cursing himself for such an impetuous act. He smiled at King Sclon, and bowed politely.
"It's a pleasue to see you again, King Sclon..." he said, deep voice rumbling with slight agitation. Sclon looked at him and grinned crookedly.
"Aye, Faleron. You too."
Kel stared between the two of them, astonished.
"You two KNOW each other?"
Faleron bowed again, and turned to the King.
"Your Highness, may Keladry and I be excused for a moment?"
Jon nodded slightly, still staring at the other King. Faleron smiled, and dragged Kel out of the throne room. After he finally let her go, she folded her arms against her chest.
"Now what's that all about? How do you know him? And why does he have WINGS!?" She glared at him as she threw these questions on him all at once.
Faleron looked at her, his mouth set in a thin line.
"I'll understand if you don't believe me, Keladry."
Keladry shook her head, looking at him fiercely.
"I will, Faleron," she snapped. "With everything that's been going on lately, it'll be a wonder if I don't!"
Faleron nodded gravely.
"Okay, Keladry. You're right." He took a deep breath and continued. "That man...King Sclon...is really one of your sparrows. Kel, he's Freckle. I saw him in my dreams. Now I'm starting to wonder whether these are really dreams. Anyway, I'm not sure what Crown's real name is, but I know that she is most likely Queen."
Kel sighed, and nodded.
"Yes, that is not out of my range. Goddess, Crown even spoke to me and gave me this damn CUT!"
She screamed out the last few words, tears of frustration sparking in her hazel eyes. She quickly wiped them away, but more just kept on falling. Faleron gently pulled her to him, allowing her to sob in his shirt. He was a bit shocked, for he had never seen the squire cry before.
"I know, Keladry. It's the stress, I do believe,"
Kel nodded through her tears, and pulled away. Her eyes were bright from crying. Faleron sighed, and mock-glared at her.
"Now you've made my shirt all wet."
She smiled slightly through all her tears, and laughed.
"Sorry Fal. Now I think we should go back in. They might be getting...eh...suspicious."
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R/R if you want a new chappy ^___^