[Author's note: I am extremely sorry for misspelling Daine's name. My
fingers automatically typed out Diane instead of Daine. I guess it's a
habit. XP Oh and I confused Sailor Moon's Meatball head (how tragic is
that?) with Meathead. Deepest apologies to those who were offended. This
crazed author seems to have several realities mixed in together.]
~8~
Cleon stood in the corridor, flirting with his fiancée halfheartedly. She wasn't as exciting as Kel but for the sake of his people, he had to stand firm with his choice to Ermelian. Kennan was in desperate need of money. Its crops had failed miserably several times and he couldn't afford to miss this opportunity to get a huge dowry, but at the price of hurting Kel seemed too much to ask for. The image of his starving people overrode his love for Kel and he consented to his marrying Ermelian. The girl wasn't that bad either. She was pleasing to look at and she wasn't as dimwitted as a lot of the court ladies. However, his love for Kel never seemed to go away especially since his discovery of her perculiar behavior.
Kel, occupied with the uncomfortable memories of her moment with Neal, brushed past the two lovebirds without a second thought. However, Clean immediately recognized his former love and brushed off his fiancée immediately.
"Kel! Wait up!" he called after her disappearing shadow.
Kel faltered a step and was tempted to look back to face her ex-lover but she knew that once she faced his brilliant smile and cocky eyes, she would spend another year mourning for her loss. She could not face him right now, not when everything seemed to fall apart right before her eyes. She walked quicker, attempting to reach her room before Cleon could so she could slam the door in his face.
Clean began to run after her and caught her shoulders in only a few steps. "Kel," he began, unsure of what to say.
"What do you want Cleon? I've got a lot of things to do and you are preventing me from doing it."
"Cleon! Wait up darling!" Ermelian called from the distance, daintily holding up her dress and walking towards them.
"I. I just wanted to know how you were doing. Everyone was talking about how you locked-"
"Does it look like I'm in my room right now moping?" she asked sharply, refusing to turn around and face him.
"I guess you're right."
"Now if you please," and Kel lifted the arm off her shoulders, proceeding her path to her bedroom.
"Honey," Ermelian began, finally catching up to her fiancée, "isn't she that Mindelan girl that has been rumored to be sleeping with both the chief commander of the King's Own and your friend, Sir Neal?"
"WHAT?!" Clean cried in outrage and shock.
Ermelian sniffled a little, a little alarmed by the amount of anger in his tone. "Well, it's been rumored at the Court that the 'Mindelan Whore,' I didn't name her, the other ladies did, has been sleeping with Sir Raoul of Goldenlake and Sir Nealan of Queenscove. It really is the talk of the Court nowadays. Of course, no one talks about it in front of the Queen because, well, I believe she is too delicate to associate herself into a circle of gossipers."
Clean gaped at her, open-mouthed. He was completely taken by surprise by the information he was suddenly overwhelmed with. Kel sleeping with guys like a common harlot? "Impossible!" he vehemently retorted back. "Kel would never subject her status to a dirty harlot. The court ladies just like to gossip TOO much. Sometimes I wonder as to how far they will in order to attract attention and entertain themselves." With that final word, he stomped off to where Kel had disappeared, leaving his very offended fiancée shocked in her path.
~8~
Cleon stood in the corridor, flirting with his fiancée halfheartedly. She wasn't as exciting as Kel but for the sake of his people, he had to stand firm with his choice to Ermelian. Kennan was in desperate need of money. Its crops had failed miserably several times and he couldn't afford to miss this opportunity to get a huge dowry, but at the price of hurting Kel seemed too much to ask for. The image of his starving people overrode his love for Kel and he consented to his marrying Ermelian. The girl wasn't that bad either. She was pleasing to look at and she wasn't as dimwitted as a lot of the court ladies. However, his love for Kel never seemed to go away especially since his discovery of her perculiar behavior.
Kel, occupied with the uncomfortable memories of her moment with Neal, brushed past the two lovebirds without a second thought. However, Clean immediately recognized his former love and brushed off his fiancée immediately.
"Kel! Wait up!" he called after her disappearing shadow.
Kel faltered a step and was tempted to look back to face her ex-lover but she knew that once she faced his brilliant smile and cocky eyes, she would spend another year mourning for her loss. She could not face him right now, not when everything seemed to fall apart right before her eyes. She walked quicker, attempting to reach her room before Cleon could so she could slam the door in his face.
Clean began to run after her and caught her shoulders in only a few steps. "Kel," he began, unsure of what to say.
"What do you want Cleon? I've got a lot of things to do and you are preventing me from doing it."
"Cleon! Wait up darling!" Ermelian called from the distance, daintily holding up her dress and walking towards them.
"I. I just wanted to know how you were doing. Everyone was talking about how you locked-"
"Does it look like I'm in my room right now moping?" she asked sharply, refusing to turn around and face him.
"I guess you're right."
"Now if you please," and Kel lifted the arm off her shoulders, proceeding her path to her bedroom.
"Honey," Ermelian began, finally catching up to her fiancée, "isn't she that Mindelan girl that has been rumored to be sleeping with both the chief commander of the King's Own and your friend, Sir Neal?"
"WHAT?!" Clean cried in outrage and shock.
Ermelian sniffled a little, a little alarmed by the amount of anger in his tone. "Well, it's been rumored at the Court that the 'Mindelan Whore,' I didn't name her, the other ladies did, has been sleeping with Sir Raoul of Goldenlake and Sir Nealan of Queenscove. It really is the talk of the Court nowadays. Of course, no one talks about it in front of the Queen because, well, I believe she is too delicate to associate herself into a circle of gossipers."
Clean gaped at her, open-mouthed. He was completely taken by surprise by the information he was suddenly overwhelmed with. Kel sleeping with guys like a common harlot? "Impossible!" he vehemently retorted back. "Kel would never subject her status to a dirty harlot. The court ladies just like to gossip TOO much. Sometimes I wonder as to how far they will in order to attract attention and entertain themselves." With that final word, he stomped off to where Kel had disappeared, leaving his very offended fiancée shocked in her path.