The letter
Dear Lady Sir Keladry of Mindelan,
We regret to inform you that Sir Cleon of Kennan has perished in a battle. As you are probably aware, he was training village lads in defense. They were attacked by a raiding party of Scanrans. Only one member survived. Sir Cleon's last words were of you. He wanted you to know that he will always love you.
Regretfully Yours,
General Vanget haMinch
Kel swayed in the saddle. This was a joke. A not funny joke, but a joke nonetheless. He couldn't be dead. It wasn't possible. She read the letter again and began to laugh. It had to be a joke. She handed the letter to Owen.
"Isn't that a horrible joke?" She inquired, still laughing. "Someone is playing a mean joke on me. Whoever it is will not laugh much longer. That letter scared me." She realized that Owen wasn't laughing. She looked at him uncertainly. "It is a joke?" She implored.
"Kel…" Owen began. He didn't get any farther. Kel hit the ground with a thump. She had fainted.
"What's the matter?" Demanded Wyldon. "What's wrong with her?" Only Owen could discern the concern in his voice. Lord Wyldon liked Kel. Owen began pulling Kel up. Lord Wyldon helped her up.
"I'll take her back to her rooms. You take care of the horses." Wyldon ordered.
"Sir, you don't know where her rooms are and her horse hates me." Owen objected and prepared himself to be chastised. Instead, Wyldon nodded and handed Kel over. Owen barely managed to get Kel to her rooms. She was heavy. He gently laid her on the bed and took off her shoes. He was just covering her up when the door burst open.
Thanks to those who reviewed. I've already written the whole thing, but I wanted to wait and see if people liked it or not.
Camisole-Pudgy guys are usually the sweetest. I loved Owen when I was reading Page and wanted Kel to end up with him in Squire.
Keziah-No, I haven't read Lady Knight. I'm trying to convince my parents that I need a back to school present, but it isn't working. I guess I'll have to save my lunch money for a while.