A/N Here is another chapter. Quick question. Who here likes cliffhangers??? I think they make the
story interesting and it builds the suspense. If everybody is absolutely against them I'll stop.
A/N2 Ideas are still welcome. koreastar104@yahoo.com
Disclaimer - Everyone and every place belongs to Ms. Tamora Pierce. She's my hero. Simmion
and the rest of Coram's kids belong to me, Rachel a.k.a. KoreaStar.
You'll Never Guess - Chapter 5 - The Adventure
It took her a moment to remember. Oh yeah...I'm at Trebond, in the Lioness's old castle.
Through the window she saw the crimson sun just starting to peak over the mountains. It was
casting thin rays of light across the fields and into the room. Kel got out of bed and changed into
her practice clothes. The room was too small for her to do her exercises so she decided to go
down to the practice court.
The court was empty so Kel just grabbed her glaive and began a pattern dance. After
about five minutes, a sleepy Simmion stumbled in.
" 'Mornin'," he said as he covered a yawn.
"Good morning," replied Kel," Why are you here so early if you're so tired?"
"I always come down here around dawn. It's a good habit I don't want to break. I can't
believe you're down here so early. I thought I was the only one who did this kind of stuff."
"Well, you thought wrong," retorted Kel.
Kel got back to her practice and Simmion began by doing some sword exercises. When Kel
finished she went up to Simmion.
"Would you like to learn how to use a glaive now?" she asked.
"Sure. No time like the present."
"Okay. First, you have to position your hands like this."
She showed him how to correctly grip the glaive and led him step by step through some of the
basic positions, strikes, and blocks.
"KEL!!! SIMMION!!! We have to go. Go get armed," said Raoul as he burst into the
court.
"Why?" asked Simmion as he headed toward the door.
"The Scanrans are attacking!"
Kel and Simmion ran to their rooms and got their arms (no, not arms as in the body part,
but weapons). As they headed toward the stables to get their horses, they were handed shields.
The hostlers led the horses into the courtyard. Kel, Raoul, and Simmion quickly mounted and they
followed the waiting Coram to the village.
The villagers were armed and fighting off the attacking raiders. Most were holding their
own, but some were wounded. Kel rushed into the battle just in time to block a Scanran from
slicing a villagers throat. She swung her glaive and got the raider across the chest. He fell instantly
and the villager looked at her with gratitude. Kel looked around.
Raoul was attacking a group of raiders from his horse using his sword. Two were already
down, but there were still two left. Raoul was doing fine. Coram charged at the foes with a
gigantic broadsword. Simmion was targeting attackers with his bow. His aim was incredible.
Every time he shot a raider went down. Kel saw a raider advancing on a group of women and
children. She went to their aid. The attacker caught sight of her. He turned to face her. Seeing
that she was a girl, he laughed.
"Ye ain't nothin' but a girl," he said with a smirk," Let's see what ye can do."
Kel swung her glaive in "the broom sweeps clean" and caught the man's throat. As he fell she
said," That'll teach you to underestimate girls."
Kel turned ready to attack. The last of the raiders were running away, but Simmion picked
them off with his swift bolts. The villagers were already gathering the wounded to be treated. Kel
was surprised that nobody was dead and that only a few were minorly hurt.
Coram must have trained them, thought Kel.
When everybody had been cared for, Kel and the others returned to the castle. Raoul told
her to go and rest. He went to do the same, as did Coram and Simmion. Kel washed up and hit
the sack. She slept out most of the day and found some food on her desk when she awoke.
Surprisingly the food was still warm. They must have magicked the dish to keep it warm, thought
Kel. She was ravenous so she dug right in and pigged out. Afterward, she decided that she had
slept long enough and headed downstairs to the practice court.
The practice court was deserted, but Kel didn't really need company. She practiced her
fencing and glaive. When she was finished she was about to go to the kitchen to ask for some
food when Simmion came. He walked over to her.
"Do you want to learn how to knife fight now?" he asked.
"Okay."
Simmion proved to be a good teacher and Kel was a quick learner. By dinnertime Kel was
almost an expert. Almost.
The food was especially delicious because Kel was really hungry from her exercise and
practice. The children were eager to hear the details of the fight. Kel smiled at them and told them
that she didn't want to ruin their supper. She promised that she would tell them later.
Later that night, Kel sat at her desk and wrote a letter to her friends at the palace and one
to Neal.
Hi everyone,
I hope you are all doing well. Sir Raoul and I are doing fine here at Trebond. The owner of
the castle, Coram Smythesson, and his family are really nice. There are nine children from age fifteen
to age five. The oldest, Simmion, is teaching me how to knife fight and in turn I'm teaching him how
to use a glaive.
Today, Scanran raiders attacked the village. Sir Raoul, Coram, Simmion, and I had to go
fight. None of us were hurt and I'm surprised that none of the villagers were killed and only a few
were minorly injured. Coram must trained them.
Well, I'll be staying at Mindelan for a few days on my way home, but I expect to be back in
three weeks at most.
Kel
Dear Neal,
I hope you're doing well. I'm okay. I know it's only been a few weeks since you left the palace,
but I really miss you. Life just isn't the same without you.
I'm here at Trebond with Sir Raoul. Scanrans were raiding the villages in the area so Raoul
and I came up here to deal with them. We fought today. Even though we were out-numbered, we still
managed to come out on top. I guess they were trained.
I met Coram and his family. They're really nice people. Simmion is teaching me how to knife
fight and I'm teaching how to use the glaive. I heard that he beat you in fencing. Well, what can I say?
Your fencing was never your strong point, but I love you anyway.
I hope to see you soon.
Love Always,
Kel
Kel finished her letters and then there was a knock on her door.
"Hi," said Justine and Jamie.
"Hello," replied Kel, "What can I do for you?"
The twins were eight years old, but quite intelligent.
"We just wanted to talk to you," said Justine, or was it Jamie? Oh well.
"Alright. Come on in."
The girls came in and sat down on the bed. They looked at her shyly.
"Simmion mmpphh mmupph," one of them mumbled.
"Hmmm??" asked a puzzled Kel.
Jamie cleared her throat.
"Simmion likes you."
"What do you mean?" asked Kel.
"Simmion likes you."
Kel gaped at the girls. "WHAT!?!?!?"
"He talks about you all the time. The first day you came he told us he thought you were
beautiful and then when you beat him at fencing he was awe-struck. In case you're wondering how we
know this, Simmion tells us almost everything." They smiled.
"This can't be happening. I'm really sorry; girls, but I don't like him like that. He's a great friend,
but nothing more. I already have someone who loves me," said Kel.
story interesting and it builds the suspense. If everybody is absolutely against them I'll stop.
A/N2 Ideas are still welcome. koreastar104@yahoo.com
Disclaimer - Everyone and every place belongs to Ms. Tamora Pierce. She's my hero. Simmion
and the rest of Coram's kids belong to me, Rachel a.k.a. KoreaStar.
You'll Never Guess - Chapter 5 - The Adventure
It took her a moment to remember. Oh yeah...I'm at Trebond, in the Lioness's old castle.
Through the window she saw the crimson sun just starting to peak over the mountains. It was
casting thin rays of light across the fields and into the room. Kel got out of bed and changed into
her practice clothes. The room was too small for her to do her exercises so she decided to go
down to the practice court.
The court was empty so Kel just grabbed her glaive and began a pattern dance. After
about five minutes, a sleepy Simmion stumbled in.
" 'Mornin'," he said as he covered a yawn.
"Good morning," replied Kel," Why are you here so early if you're so tired?"
"I always come down here around dawn. It's a good habit I don't want to break. I can't
believe you're down here so early. I thought I was the only one who did this kind of stuff."
"Well, you thought wrong," retorted Kel.
Kel got back to her practice and Simmion began by doing some sword exercises. When Kel
finished she went up to Simmion.
"Would you like to learn how to use a glaive now?" she asked.
"Sure. No time like the present."
"Okay. First, you have to position your hands like this."
She showed him how to correctly grip the glaive and led him step by step through some of the
basic positions, strikes, and blocks.
"KEL!!! SIMMION!!! We have to go. Go get armed," said Raoul as he burst into the
court.
"Why?" asked Simmion as he headed toward the door.
"The Scanrans are attacking!"
Kel and Simmion ran to their rooms and got their arms (no, not arms as in the body part,
but weapons). As they headed toward the stables to get their horses, they were handed shields.
The hostlers led the horses into the courtyard. Kel, Raoul, and Simmion quickly mounted and they
followed the waiting Coram to the village.
The villagers were armed and fighting off the attacking raiders. Most were holding their
own, but some were wounded. Kel rushed into the battle just in time to block a Scanran from
slicing a villagers throat. She swung her glaive and got the raider across the chest. He fell instantly
and the villager looked at her with gratitude. Kel looked around.
Raoul was attacking a group of raiders from his horse using his sword. Two were already
down, but there were still two left. Raoul was doing fine. Coram charged at the foes with a
gigantic broadsword. Simmion was targeting attackers with his bow. His aim was incredible.
Every time he shot a raider went down. Kel saw a raider advancing on a group of women and
children. She went to their aid. The attacker caught sight of her. He turned to face her. Seeing
that she was a girl, he laughed.
"Ye ain't nothin' but a girl," he said with a smirk," Let's see what ye can do."
Kel swung her glaive in "the broom sweeps clean" and caught the man's throat. As he fell she
said," That'll teach you to underestimate girls."
Kel turned ready to attack. The last of the raiders were running away, but Simmion picked
them off with his swift bolts. The villagers were already gathering the wounded to be treated. Kel
was surprised that nobody was dead and that only a few were minorly hurt.
Coram must have trained them, thought Kel.
When everybody had been cared for, Kel and the others returned to the castle. Raoul told
her to go and rest. He went to do the same, as did Coram and Simmion. Kel washed up and hit
the sack. She slept out most of the day and found some food on her desk when she awoke.
Surprisingly the food was still warm. They must have magicked the dish to keep it warm, thought
Kel. She was ravenous so she dug right in and pigged out. Afterward, she decided that she had
slept long enough and headed downstairs to the practice court.
The practice court was deserted, but Kel didn't really need company. She practiced her
fencing and glaive. When she was finished she was about to go to the kitchen to ask for some
food when Simmion came. He walked over to her.
"Do you want to learn how to knife fight now?" he asked.
"Okay."
Simmion proved to be a good teacher and Kel was a quick learner. By dinnertime Kel was
almost an expert. Almost.
The food was especially delicious because Kel was really hungry from her exercise and
practice. The children were eager to hear the details of the fight. Kel smiled at them and told them
that she didn't want to ruin their supper. She promised that she would tell them later.
Later that night, Kel sat at her desk and wrote a letter to her friends at the palace and one
to Neal.
Hi everyone,
I hope you are all doing well. Sir Raoul and I are doing fine here at Trebond. The owner of
the castle, Coram Smythesson, and his family are really nice. There are nine children from age fifteen
to age five. The oldest, Simmion, is teaching me how to knife fight and in turn I'm teaching him how
to use a glaive.
Today, Scanran raiders attacked the village. Sir Raoul, Coram, Simmion, and I had to go
fight. None of us were hurt and I'm surprised that none of the villagers were killed and only a few
were minorly injured. Coram must trained them.
Well, I'll be staying at Mindelan for a few days on my way home, but I expect to be back in
three weeks at most.
Kel
Dear Neal,
I hope you're doing well. I'm okay. I know it's only been a few weeks since you left the palace,
but I really miss you. Life just isn't the same without you.
I'm here at Trebond with Sir Raoul. Scanrans were raiding the villages in the area so Raoul
and I came up here to deal with them. We fought today. Even though we were out-numbered, we still
managed to come out on top. I guess they were trained.
I met Coram and his family. They're really nice people. Simmion is teaching me how to knife
fight and I'm teaching how to use the glaive. I heard that he beat you in fencing. Well, what can I say?
Your fencing was never your strong point, but I love you anyway.
I hope to see you soon.
Love Always,
Kel
Kel finished her letters and then there was a knock on her door.
"Hi," said Justine and Jamie.
"Hello," replied Kel, "What can I do for you?"
The twins were eight years old, but quite intelligent.
"We just wanted to talk to you," said Justine, or was it Jamie? Oh well.
"Alright. Come on in."
The girls came in and sat down on the bed. They looked at her shyly.
"Simmion mmpphh mmupph," one of them mumbled.
"Hmmm??" asked a puzzled Kel.
Jamie cleared her throat.
"Simmion likes you."
"What do you mean?" asked Kel.
"Simmion likes you."
Kel gaped at the girls. "WHAT!?!?!?"
"He talks about you all the time. The first day you came he told us he thought you were
beautiful and then when you beat him at fencing he was awe-struck. In case you're wondering how we
know this, Simmion tells us almost everything." They smiled.
"This can't be happening. I'm really sorry; girls, but I don't like him like that. He's a great friend,
but nothing more. I already have someone who loves me," said Kel.