The next morning at breakfast, she ate slowly with a heavy heart. Neal and Yuki both picking up on her apprehensiveness try to keep the mood light, joking and bantering while Kel picked at her eggs. Finally Neal, always impatient, decided to take the matter into his own hands. "Kel, I know this is going to be tough for you, but think about what it's like for Cleon. He really liked you, do you know that Kel? This is pretty much killing him to let you go like this, and if I hadn't found yuki here," he doged his wife's good natured punch and continued, "you would have been a woman I would want to spend a long time with, but we're too much alike. I know that most of the guys from training were expecting to see you an Cleon together. it's not something against you, so stop acting as if another one of your sparrows died. Just remember, Cleon isn't going to go a day without thinking of you, just realize that you will always be friends!"
Kel was surprised that Neal had made a speech like that. Apparently he really did care about her and her happiness, and had noticed her moping. "I'm sorry Neal, Yuki. I really just need to snap out of this, As soon as we start riding I'm sure I'll loosen up. As Neal knows, i'm normally a morning person, but today must be an exception." she stated with a forced grin.
The ride to Kennan was surprisingly pleasant. Neal had a knack to tell stories about their pagedom, always making the Stump, which was Nealan's "affectionate" nickname for Lord Wyldon into the evil demon, unless it was Joren or the hillmen, or the spidrens. Neal had a knack to make any story humorous unless you were the brunt of the joke. Kel was starting to understand why Neal had earned the nickname "Meathead" from Sergeant Domitan, Neal's cousin whom she had spent most of her time as a squire with, while with Raoul and the King's Own.
Late that afternoon, the three arrived at the fief of Kennan. She had never visited Cleon's home before, even though he spent most of his time as a squire at Mindelan, he was Ander's, kel's brother, squire. Kel shoved away the lump in her throat, coaching herself mentally. Cleon needs Rosine for his people, why do you need to interfere with the lives of over 100 people to make yourself happy?? At that, Peachblossom, her ever obstinate gelding, lipped the front of her tunic, as if to say "You have me, what do you need that loud redhead for?" She grinned as she led Peachblossom into the stables.
Before the ceremony, Kel and Yuki were readying themselves for the service. Yuki knew somewhat about what Kel what thinking of, and felt sympathy for her friend, but since she wasn't quite sure about what to say, she quietly readied herself. Dressed in a green kimono with a silvery overcoat, she and Neal made a wonderful couple. Kel, had thought about going in breeches, but decided on a gold shift with a maroon overdress. Yuki smoothed her hair, and with a kind smile, opened the door for them to make their way to the chapel
Kel was surprised that Neal had made a speech like that. Apparently he really did care about her and her happiness, and had noticed her moping. "I'm sorry Neal, Yuki. I really just need to snap out of this, As soon as we start riding I'm sure I'll loosen up. As Neal knows, i'm normally a morning person, but today must be an exception." she stated with a forced grin.
The ride to Kennan was surprisingly pleasant. Neal had a knack to tell stories about their pagedom, always making the Stump, which was Nealan's "affectionate" nickname for Lord Wyldon into the evil demon, unless it was Joren or the hillmen, or the spidrens. Neal had a knack to make any story humorous unless you were the brunt of the joke. Kel was starting to understand why Neal had earned the nickname "Meathead" from Sergeant Domitan, Neal's cousin whom she had spent most of her time as a squire with, while with Raoul and the King's Own.
Late that afternoon, the three arrived at the fief of Kennan. She had never visited Cleon's home before, even though he spent most of his time as a squire at Mindelan, he was Ander's, kel's brother, squire. Kel shoved away the lump in her throat, coaching herself mentally. Cleon needs Rosine for his people, why do you need to interfere with the lives of over 100 people to make yourself happy?? At that, Peachblossom, her ever obstinate gelding, lipped the front of her tunic, as if to say "You have me, what do you need that loud redhead for?" She grinned as she led Peachblossom into the stables.
Before the ceremony, Kel and Yuki were readying themselves for the service. Yuki knew somewhat about what Kel what thinking of, and felt sympathy for her friend, but since she wasn't quite sure about what to say, she quietly readied herself. Dressed in a green kimono with a silvery overcoat, she and Neal made a wonderful couple. Kel, had thought about going in breeches, but decided on a gold shift with a maroon overdress. Yuki smoothed her hair, and with a kind smile, opened the door for them to make their way to the chapel
