Kel nervously paced her room, muttering to herself. "Gods! Why does all of this have to happen to me? Sure, I mean, yeah, I am the first legal lady knight but why must that make me the center of gossip!? Oh, to be back in New Hope, where none will laugh at me. They know who I am and what I stand for. None of these hussies in this place know anything about me, I'm just another topic of conversation for them! But, I can't just leave now and go back to New Hope, I can't run from a fight!" Dejectedly, Kel sat on the edge of her bed. Just then she heard a knock.
Not really looking forward to having company, Kel was quiet for a few moments, hoping to infer that she wasn't in her rooms. "Kel," Dom's voice came from the other side of the door. "I know you're in here, you WERE talking to yourself, remember?"
'Curses, foiled again!' (A/N Sorry, I didn't mean to really add that, I think I've been spending too much time with my friends!) Kel thought as she got up to unlock her door. She knew better than to keep Dom waiting, besides, she wanted to discuss something with him. "H'lo Dom," Kel greeted him.
"Kel, what's going on? You said that we were to leave today. You don't go back on a promise."
"I also don't turn tail and run from a fight, Sergeant. Those who are spreading these rumors about me, obviously need to be reminded of who can fend for themselves, and don't need to hide behind biting remarks."
"Kel, You - and I - know the truth. Why do a bunch of nosy noblewomen need to know the truth? Anyone that I thought mattered to you knows that you earned your sheild, possibly more so than some of the rest of us" Dom said.
Her mind slowly came back to her normal state. "You care enough about me to trust in me, that I'm not just a court harlot?"
"Kel, I've always cared about you, ever since I first saw you as Raoul's squire, but -- " Dom broke off.
"What do you mean, you've always cared about me? I know that Raoul cares about me, he put up with me for four years. Is that how you look at me, as a little sister?" Kel wanted to know. With that, Dom sat down next to her on the bed and caught her up in a passionately romantic hug. At the first touch, Kel felt a tingle starting from her toes that worked up to her lips. Just then she wanted nothing more than to stay in Dom's arms for the rest of the day.
Almost shyly, Kel looked up at Dom, and she saw in his eyes truth. As Dom saw her looking at him, he asked, "Are you alright with this?" Kel's smile was the only response that he needed. He drew her towards him, and then touched his lips to hers. This kiss was unlike those that Kel had shared with Cleon, or so it seemed. This one was more magical than any of the other she had shared with Cleon, it was as if there was a band marching through the room, the drums beating out a quick rythym. It took them both a minute or so to notice, that the sound wasn't in their heads, but was someone at the door. "Not again," Kel groaned. Realizing how things would look is someone walked in with Kel and Dom on the bed together, Kel quickly whispered, "Get in the closet, Dom."
"What do you mean?" he started to protest, but then remembered the whole reason why Kel was upset to begin with. Domitan quickly stode over to the large closet, and shut the doors. Kel silently cursed herself for always thinking ahead of time, if only she had left her clothes hanging there a bit longer.
Kel immediately donned her best Yamani-Lump face and opened the door. Standing outside of it was Cleon. Almost losing her cool, Kel blurted, "What are you doing here you--I mean, how can I help you, Sir?" Knights, even lady ones were always supposed to be chivalrous.
"Can I come in Kel? I was afraid you had already left."
"Cleon, we aren't together anymore. I thought that would be cleared up to you by now! I know you're a bit thick-headed, but this is ridiculo--" Just then, a snort came from the closet. 'Dammit,' Kel thought to herself. 'It's just my luck.'
"Kel.....what was that? I heard someone sneeze..." Despite Kel's efforts to stop his long strides to the closet, he reached it before her. Throwing open the door, Dom was caught like a child eating candy just five minutes before dinner. "What the---Kel! I thought I knew you better than this! How could you do this to me? I was coming to apologize for those things being said about you, but maybe the rumors about you ARE true."
With an expression of utmost shock on her face, Kel pulled back her fist and punched Cleon in the stomach. She almost could have sworn she heard him say, "Not again." But then decided that she must have been imagining it so she grabbed a fistful of his shoulder-length hair, and tugged - hard. His head came back up with a yowl. "I don't ever want to hear that from you. Ever again." Kel asserted. "I don't need your help. The only reason that I hadn't left yet was because I don't run from a fight. I'm not a coward." She spat the last word out making sure that Cleon understood her words completely. "Now, I want to settle this in a dignified manner. I challenge you. You choose what kind. Archery, jousting, swords, or even barehanded. I will take you on, and I will win. Tomorrow morning, sun-up, outside of the stables. What'll it be, dear knight?"
Surprised that Kel had that much anger in her, he replied, "I'll see you there....we'll use bows, best out of 3 rounds." He then spat on the floor and stalked out, but not without a parting remark. "Hope you and Domitan enjoy the rest of your time together...No one wants to bed a knight disgraced." and slammed the door behind him.
"Oh Gods, Kel, I am so sorry, I couldn't help it, you know how I get this time of the year, everything seems to make me sneeze." Dom bumbled.
"Shhh, it's okay. I needed to finish this off on my own terms anyways, but from now on, let's keep our little rendez-vous a bit more personal, even though this entire place will have us married by tonight." Kel said with a grin.
Relieved, Dom swept Kel up in a tender kiss, and then they headed towards the training yards. The next morning, Kel had a score to settle.
Not really looking forward to having company, Kel was quiet for a few moments, hoping to infer that she wasn't in her rooms. "Kel," Dom's voice came from the other side of the door. "I know you're in here, you WERE talking to yourself, remember?"
'Curses, foiled again!' (A/N Sorry, I didn't mean to really add that, I think I've been spending too much time with my friends!) Kel thought as she got up to unlock her door. She knew better than to keep Dom waiting, besides, she wanted to discuss something with him. "H'lo Dom," Kel greeted him.
"Kel, what's going on? You said that we were to leave today. You don't go back on a promise."
"I also don't turn tail and run from a fight, Sergeant. Those who are spreading these rumors about me, obviously need to be reminded of who can fend for themselves, and don't need to hide behind biting remarks."
"Kel, You - and I - know the truth. Why do a bunch of nosy noblewomen need to know the truth? Anyone that I thought mattered to you knows that you earned your sheild, possibly more so than some of the rest of us" Dom said.
Her mind slowly came back to her normal state. "You care enough about me to trust in me, that I'm not just a court harlot?"
"Kel, I've always cared about you, ever since I first saw you as Raoul's squire, but -- " Dom broke off.
"What do you mean, you've always cared about me? I know that Raoul cares about me, he put up with me for four years. Is that how you look at me, as a little sister?" Kel wanted to know. With that, Dom sat down next to her on the bed and caught her up in a passionately romantic hug. At the first touch, Kel felt a tingle starting from her toes that worked up to her lips. Just then she wanted nothing more than to stay in Dom's arms for the rest of the day.
Almost shyly, Kel looked up at Dom, and she saw in his eyes truth. As Dom saw her looking at him, he asked, "Are you alright with this?" Kel's smile was the only response that he needed. He drew her towards him, and then touched his lips to hers. This kiss was unlike those that Kel had shared with Cleon, or so it seemed. This one was more magical than any of the other she had shared with Cleon, it was as if there was a band marching through the room, the drums beating out a quick rythym. It took them both a minute or so to notice, that the sound wasn't in their heads, but was someone at the door. "Not again," Kel groaned. Realizing how things would look is someone walked in with Kel and Dom on the bed together, Kel quickly whispered, "Get in the closet, Dom."
"What do you mean?" he started to protest, but then remembered the whole reason why Kel was upset to begin with. Domitan quickly stode over to the large closet, and shut the doors. Kel silently cursed herself for always thinking ahead of time, if only she had left her clothes hanging there a bit longer.
Kel immediately donned her best Yamani-Lump face and opened the door. Standing outside of it was Cleon. Almost losing her cool, Kel blurted, "What are you doing here you--I mean, how can I help you, Sir?" Knights, even lady ones were always supposed to be chivalrous.
"Can I come in Kel? I was afraid you had already left."
"Cleon, we aren't together anymore. I thought that would be cleared up to you by now! I know you're a bit thick-headed, but this is ridiculo--" Just then, a snort came from the closet. 'Dammit,' Kel thought to herself. 'It's just my luck.'
"Kel.....what was that? I heard someone sneeze..." Despite Kel's efforts to stop his long strides to the closet, he reached it before her. Throwing open the door, Dom was caught like a child eating candy just five minutes before dinner. "What the---Kel! I thought I knew you better than this! How could you do this to me? I was coming to apologize for those things being said about you, but maybe the rumors about you ARE true."
With an expression of utmost shock on her face, Kel pulled back her fist and punched Cleon in the stomach. She almost could have sworn she heard him say, "Not again." But then decided that she must have been imagining it so she grabbed a fistful of his shoulder-length hair, and tugged - hard. His head came back up with a yowl. "I don't ever want to hear that from you. Ever again." Kel asserted. "I don't need your help. The only reason that I hadn't left yet was because I don't run from a fight. I'm not a coward." She spat the last word out making sure that Cleon understood her words completely. "Now, I want to settle this in a dignified manner. I challenge you. You choose what kind. Archery, jousting, swords, or even barehanded. I will take you on, and I will win. Tomorrow morning, sun-up, outside of the stables. What'll it be, dear knight?"
Surprised that Kel had that much anger in her, he replied, "I'll see you there....we'll use bows, best out of 3 rounds." He then spat on the floor and stalked out, but not without a parting remark. "Hope you and Domitan enjoy the rest of your time together...No one wants to bed a knight disgraced." and slammed the door behind him.
"Oh Gods, Kel, I am so sorry, I couldn't help it, you know how I get this time of the year, everything seems to make me sneeze." Dom bumbled.
"Shhh, it's okay. I needed to finish this off on my own terms anyways, but from now on, let's keep our little rendez-vous a bit more personal, even though this entire place will have us married by tonight." Kel said with a grin.
Relieved, Dom swept Kel up in a tender kiss, and then they headed towards the training yards. The next morning, Kel had a score to settle.
