Chapter One:

Joren knocked on her door. He was sick of this. He wanted her with him again.

She opened it, a smile on her face, until he saw who stood there. She pulled on her mask, and Joren silently cursed. Why did he always have to do that to him?

"My I help you, Sir Joren?" She asked, though her voice was emotionless.

"Yes. I need to talk to you." He answered, trying not to loose his temper. He couldn't. That wasn't the way to get her back.

"I have a lot of work to do, and can not be bothered right now. If you will excuse me." She bowed politely before quietly shutting the door in his face.

His shoulders drooped. She didn't want to talk to him. She didn't want to even look at him. What was he supposed to do? Find another way.

He walked back to his room, thinking of what he could do.

Three weeks later, Joren still hadn't been able to talk to her. Anytime he tried, she had said she was busy and left. Still, he continued to try. Maybe if she saw how much he was trying to talk, she actually would let him, he thought. He was wrong.

He watched out the window. A figure was taking a large horse out of the stables. Suddenly, he recognized the horse, and the person mounting it. Kel. He hurriedly grabbed his coat and made his way out of the room, thinking that this would be his chance.

After he had saddled his horse, Joren asked a stable hand if he knew where she had gone. Coins exchanged hands and the man told him that the lady knight had ridden out on the path into the Royal Forest.

He followed the path, but she wasn't on it. He cut off the road, watching for any movement. He didn't want to miss her. Still, she was no where to be seen.

You arent ever going to find her in this bloody forest. Part of his mind said, but he ignored it. He was going to find her, if it was the last thing he did.

He continued to search, and finally came to the river. There she was, sitting with her feet dipped in the water, her shoulders shaking.

Suddenly, he realized what was going on. She was...she was crying! He was shocked. He had never seen her cry, not in all the time he had known her. He didn't know it was possible.

Joren didn't know what to do. So, he did the only thing he could. He left, as quietly as he came.

Joren lay in his room, thinking of what he had seen. It hurt him, to see her like that. And it was his fault. It almost killed him, knowing that he had done that to her. And he didn't know how to fix it. She wouldn't let him talk to her!

Finally, he got to his feet. She had to listen to him. And he would make her.

He made his way to the indoor practice courts, guessing that was where she was. He was right. She was practicing on a dummy. He walked over and loudly cleared his throat to get her attention.

She turned around. Before she could walk away, he asked, "Would you like to duel?"

She nodded her head slightly in agreement and followed him to get practice swords.

They began. It was a close match, but Kel won. Joren wasn't surprised at all. She was both swift and strong, a deadly combination. Of course, he was too, but she was still better.

They both stood, hands on knees, breathing hard. Joren looked up. Her soft brown hair was falling out of the sloppy bun she had it in and curling around her face.

"Good fight." He commented.

She looked up into his eyes. "Thanks." She mumbled before turning away.

He reached out a hand and gently touched her shoulder.

She jumped at the touch and turned quickly around.

"Kel, could we please talk? Just for a few minutes?"

"No, Joren." She sighed before once more turning and walking away from him.

He let out a growl. Why couldn't he get this right?

The end of chapter one. So, how was it?

Oceanspike-Thanks! I had to do a J/K. I love them so much. Hope you liked the chapter.

Nolee of Stone Mountain-Good, you should love me. J/k. I love K/J K/N and K/D fics. However, I hate Raoul/Kel fics (bad images ugh) and Kel/Cleon fics (he's a jackass)

Miamouse-Thanks, im glad you liked it. They do make life interesting, huh?

Rosie eisoR-In later chapters, an explanation will come out. Or I might make a prequel. I'll do something to explain. Of course she doesn't beg! Can you imagine the lady knight on her knees begging someone! Gods, that would be bloody awful. I don't like it when people make her all vulnerable and needy. Its just, well, not how she is. And I could never make Joren gush over anyone. He's not that kind of person. Hell, im not the kind of person who writes about someone gushing. I really really hate summaries, and am rather terrible at them. I was in a rather bad mood that day, too. I will, of course, change the summary when I can think of a suiting one. Usually the summaries are the first things I write. I was actually not planning on posting this story yet, but oceanspike was leaving, and I wanted her to read it, so I had to post it without reading it through to check for mistakes. Sorry about that. Long chapters I am not really good at, but I will, of course, try.

PsychoLioness13-Thanks. It was after his ordeal. I know he was supposed to die, but, well, it would be weird to have her sleeping with him when she was what, 16? And besides, if she loves him, he cant die! That would be sooo sad!!!

Pinky-thanks. Glad you liked. Stupid Joren was more what I was thinking, but I do feel sorry for him. Yes, it does. I continued it, by the way! Actually, I was just finishing this chapter when I posted the prologue.

Seastar-Thanks, I'm glad you like them. As soon as I can think of another, I will of course write more. I need a challenge. I am actually a member of WLD, and have been for the past month or so. I first started going to it about three months ago, actually, but didn't join right away. However, I have yet to post any stories there. Chocolate strawberries...yumm... By the way, what is your s/n on it?