A/N: So how was the last chap? Good? Bad? This one is pretty long compared
to the length of my other chapters, so enjoy! Oh, and Terra is my friend
from school and I tell her all of my next new ideas and when I'm going to
post 'em.
Rekindled
Chapter Ten: Newcomers
by: DarkDracon0
Kel gaped. She just couldn't believe it. A lot of things were happening to her. Standing not fifteen feet away from her was the Lioness. Yes, the legendary Lioness, Baroness Alanna of Pirate's Swoop and the one responsible for inspiring Kel to do something different and not become one of those brainless ladies who were sent to a convent and the only sole purpose in their lives before they get too old was to get married as soon as possible. Those type of ladies had absolutely no brain in their heads and only gossiped and flirted. It was quite a disappointment if Kel had a daughter like that. The baroness waved at Kel and motioned for her to come.
" Ah, its the Lioness. I think I'll just go and hide somewhere in a tree. A tall big tree," Dante drawled, coming to stand next to Kel.
" I thought the king ordered her to stay at the Swoop."
" Well, she wouldn't be the Lioness if she obeyed him, don't you think?"
" No, she wouldn't be. Are you somewhat afraid of her?"
" I visited her home and she nearly tossed me out on my ear. Thank the gods that George was nearby."
" Why did she try to toss you out?" Dante glanced at Kel. Her eyebrow was raised and she was nearly smiling. " I will tell you sometime later. Don't forget your manners, we have to greet her!" Dante took hold of her upper arm and steered them both to Alanna. What was strange was that the place Dante had touched on Kel's arm tingled when Dante let go and bowed to Alanna. What was wrong with her? Kel shook her head slightly, letting the thought go. She would think about it later.
" Well, its a nice day out and her I am at Fort Mirris! I thought you were at Fort Cairn. why such an abrupt leave, Dante?" Dante's eyes darkened a bit, Kel noticed. " I merely thought that if I attack right after a victory, the Scanrans would be more surprised. It worked." Alanna frowned.
" that was an unwise decision, Dante. The men are tired and wounded. You should have waited until after most of them recovered. But nonetheless, you have already done so, so it no longer really matters. Jon is going to be furious you disobeyed his orders."
" What about you?" Alanna grinned.
" I can deal with Jon quite well enough. I'm his only Champion after all. The Champion must have the courage to speak his or her mind, elsewise, that Champion is not worthy enough for the title."
" Well said my lady."
" Thank you." Kel had been silent through the entire time until they were in the Officer's Tent. Captain Malcon had said all his greetings and left for the training field. Kel spoke." Baroness, is there a specific reason of why you're here?" Alanna shook her head. " Not at all. I didn't want to stay back and watch all the fighting. I've been bored for a while and simply came up here. Of course, against Jon's orders, but he's a fool to try to keep me back. Why don't you call me Alanna?" Kel smiled. " Alright. We need to plan the next attack, though. How long will you be staying here, Alanna?"
" As long as I can, that is, if Jon doesn't come here with murder in his eyes. He feels quite humiliated to be disobeyed by his own commanders and champion. Ironic, isn't it?"
For the next hour, the three stayed and planned out strategys until Kel was called out by a soldier who aid that a man wanted to see her. Kel frowned. More newcomers? Kel strode out to the stables as the man had directed, wondering.Then Kel saw him. He was still tall, a young giant as some people had described him.
" Cleon?" He looked up. Cleon's face broke out into a grin and seizd Kel into a flurry of hugs and kisses, telling how he was sorry to have missed her Ordeal and saying all those childhood names to her.
" Oh pearl of my heart, beauty of the moon, how I've missed you."
" Beauty of the moon? That's a new one."
" Yes, I thought it up the moment I saw you." Kel pulled herself away from, smiling. " C'mon, I want you to meet someone." Kel took his hand in hers and led him to the Officer's Tent. She couls still her Dante and Alanna arguing. " No, no, that's up near the sea, that'll never work..."
" Well have you got a better idea?" Kel and Cleon entered the tent. Cleon bowed at Alanna. "A great honor to meet you, my lady."
" That's what everybody says. Can't you men think of something new?" Cleon smiled. Kel cleared her throat.
" Cleon, I'd like you to meet Dante, the Marquess of Brighton." Cleon looked at the wickedly handsome young man standing next to Alanna. He had jet black hair, a proud straight nose, and very light brown eyes, almost a gold color. Pride. That was what Cleon saw in that face and a aristocratic sturcture on the face. His body wasn't bad either. Lean, not one of those huge muscled men he had seen. Cleon felt something inside him. It was a dark feeling, making him want to pound the marquess into the ground. Jealousy. That was what it was. He was jealous of the marquess for his dark, handsome looks. Cleon forced himself to bow politely to the marquess. After all, the rank of marquess was high and he was the appointed commander of the Tortallan army. The marquess was also doubtless rich. Cleon had once read about the marquess's famiily in the Book of Gold.
Most of the family had good looks and all were rich, not one of them were gamblers or such. All of the entire blasted family was rich and the men and sometimes the women, had ranks that was high enough to be a peer of the realm, none were dishonorable, even the women. The Dracore family was known for its wealth and honor as well as the age of the family. It was thought that the Dracore line was older than the Conte line and perhaps even more noble. Some even thought that the Contes should booted out of the throne and replace them with the Dracores, but it was only a thought. The Conte males were known for having so many lovers and seducing females. At least Jonathan III proved that when he was younger. Cleon was jealous that the marquess could give Kel so many things that he couldn't. Cloen straightened, shaking off the thoughts. He couldn't marry Kel, anyhow.
A/N: Oooh, cliffy! Yeah, I know that I'm evil.
Rekindled
Chapter Ten: Newcomers
by: DarkDracon0
Kel gaped. She just couldn't believe it. A lot of things were happening to her. Standing not fifteen feet away from her was the Lioness. Yes, the legendary Lioness, Baroness Alanna of Pirate's Swoop and the one responsible for inspiring Kel to do something different and not become one of those brainless ladies who were sent to a convent and the only sole purpose in their lives before they get too old was to get married as soon as possible. Those type of ladies had absolutely no brain in their heads and only gossiped and flirted. It was quite a disappointment if Kel had a daughter like that. The baroness waved at Kel and motioned for her to come.
" Ah, its the Lioness. I think I'll just go and hide somewhere in a tree. A tall big tree," Dante drawled, coming to stand next to Kel.
" I thought the king ordered her to stay at the Swoop."
" Well, she wouldn't be the Lioness if she obeyed him, don't you think?"
" No, she wouldn't be. Are you somewhat afraid of her?"
" I visited her home and she nearly tossed me out on my ear. Thank the gods that George was nearby."
" Why did she try to toss you out?" Dante glanced at Kel. Her eyebrow was raised and she was nearly smiling. " I will tell you sometime later. Don't forget your manners, we have to greet her!" Dante took hold of her upper arm and steered them both to Alanna. What was strange was that the place Dante had touched on Kel's arm tingled when Dante let go and bowed to Alanna. What was wrong with her? Kel shook her head slightly, letting the thought go. She would think about it later.
" Well, its a nice day out and her I am at Fort Mirris! I thought you were at Fort Cairn. why such an abrupt leave, Dante?" Dante's eyes darkened a bit, Kel noticed. " I merely thought that if I attack right after a victory, the Scanrans would be more surprised. It worked." Alanna frowned.
" that was an unwise decision, Dante. The men are tired and wounded. You should have waited until after most of them recovered. But nonetheless, you have already done so, so it no longer really matters. Jon is going to be furious you disobeyed his orders."
" What about you?" Alanna grinned.
" I can deal with Jon quite well enough. I'm his only Champion after all. The Champion must have the courage to speak his or her mind, elsewise, that Champion is not worthy enough for the title."
" Well said my lady."
" Thank you." Kel had been silent through the entire time until they were in the Officer's Tent. Captain Malcon had said all his greetings and left for the training field. Kel spoke." Baroness, is there a specific reason of why you're here?" Alanna shook her head. " Not at all. I didn't want to stay back and watch all the fighting. I've been bored for a while and simply came up here. Of course, against Jon's orders, but he's a fool to try to keep me back. Why don't you call me Alanna?" Kel smiled. " Alright. We need to plan the next attack, though. How long will you be staying here, Alanna?"
" As long as I can, that is, if Jon doesn't come here with murder in his eyes. He feels quite humiliated to be disobeyed by his own commanders and champion. Ironic, isn't it?"
For the next hour, the three stayed and planned out strategys until Kel was called out by a soldier who aid that a man wanted to see her. Kel frowned. More newcomers? Kel strode out to the stables as the man had directed, wondering.Then Kel saw him. He was still tall, a young giant as some people had described him.
" Cleon?" He looked up. Cleon's face broke out into a grin and seizd Kel into a flurry of hugs and kisses, telling how he was sorry to have missed her Ordeal and saying all those childhood names to her.
" Oh pearl of my heart, beauty of the moon, how I've missed you."
" Beauty of the moon? That's a new one."
" Yes, I thought it up the moment I saw you." Kel pulled herself away from, smiling. " C'mon, I want you to meet someone." Kel took his hand in hers and led him to the Officer's Tent. She couls still her Dante and Alanna arguing. " No, no, that's up near the sea, that'll never work..."
" Well have you got a better idea?" Kel and Cleon entered the tent. Cleon bowed at Alanna. "A great honor to meet you, my lady."
" That's what everybody says. Can't you men think of something new?" Cleon smiled. Kel cleared her throat.
" Cleon, I'd like you to meet Dante, the Marquess of Brighton." Cleon looked at the wickedly handsome young man standing next to Alanna. He had jet black hair, a proud straight nose, and very light brown eyes, almost a gold color. Pride. That was what Cleon saw in that face and a aristocratic sturcture on the face. His body wasn't bad either. Lean, not one of those huge muscled men he had seen. Cleon felt something inside him. It was a dark feeling, making him want to pound the marquess into the ground. Jealousy. That was what it was. He was jealous of the marquess for his dark, handsome looks. Cleon forced himself to bow politely to the marquess. After all, the rank of marquess was high and he was the appointed commander of the Tortallan army. The marquess was also doubtless rich. Cleon had once read about the marquess's famiily in the Book of Gold.
Most of the family had good looks and all were rich, not one of them were gamblers or such. All of the entire blasted family was rich and the men and sometimes the women, had ranks that was high enough to be a peer of the realm, none were dishonorable, even the women. The Dracore family was known for its wealth and honor as well as the age of the family. It was thought that the Dracore line was older than the Conte line and perhaps even more noble. Some even thought that the Contes should booted out of the throne and replace them with the Dracores, but it was only a thought. The Conte males were known for having so many lovers and seducing females. At least Jonathan III proved that when he was younger. Cleon was jealous that the marquess could give Kel so many things that he couldn't. Cloen straightened, shaking off the thoughts. He couldn't marry Kel, anyhow.
A/N: Oooh, cliffy! Yeah, I know that I'm evil.