Lady Gale: Chapter Five: Ball and the plan.

"I...I don't believe it." Raoul said, amazed, dressed in silver and white. "Its...it's just not right." Neal said, shaking his head, dressed in Queenscove colours.
"They're wearing skirts!" Tobe said looking at the Celtic men, himself dressed in Mindelan colours. "So those are kilts." Kel said, coming over with Gale, Kel dressed as a male in a shirt, tunic and hose in Mindelan colours as while, Gale was in a dress of dark blue.
"Aye, its traditional dress, usually for special occasions." Gale said, watching her people wearing knee length differently striped 'skirts.'
"You mean that some people might wear them all the time?" Tobe asked. "Aye, and you're lucky, it used to be tradition to wear them without a loin cloth." Orion said coming other, his kilt a mix of greens and browns.
"WHAT?!" Tobe said, wide eyed. "That tradition ended when there was an...accident a few years back when meeting a diplomat." Alec said, "But each kilt tells a story."
"It does?" Raoul asked. "Aye, they do. Every kilt is colour to a clan's tartan, them stripes all over them. Each colour mean something different, and each pattern tells and family, or clan's story." Orion said, his kilt dressed in grey, white, and black, his silk tunic white and blue.
"I've been wondering Alec." Raoul began, "What school of magic do you belong to? I know it's symbolized in your blue and white I've seen a lot of students wear that."
"Illiousnist. We wear light blue and white; elementalists wear red, blue, green and grey, if they have more of one colour, it's their speciality, like if they wear more red that means they specialize in fire magic. Healers wear light green and enchanters wear purple." Alec suddenly blushed, "Sorry, didn't mean to ramble on like that."
"Not a problem, I've been wondering about all of them." Raoul smiled. "Gale, do you have a kilt?" Yuki asked, still eyeing the Celtic men in their kilts.
"Aye, all the knights, including the ladies do. Of course, it's common for women to wear shawls with their clan tartans." Gale said.
"I think they got the better end of the deal." Tobe comment.
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Alun of Stonestrong scowled into his drink. These damn Tortallans couldn't even make a proper drink. What could his people benefit from these lessers? Nothing, these people would drain Celta of all its glory. This treaty had to broken! Laughter broke through Alun's thoughts. Looking around Alun saw the only good thing to come out this treaty, Gale, the false knight, would be stuck here. Alun and most of the other Nobles of Mountain, the conservatives, had to threaten revolt to make the kings do something with her, but they couldn't take away her knighthood. Gale had won the hearts of the commoners and laboures, all those lesser people and the Nobles of the Plains, the reformists liked her to. So when this Tortallan single King came along, wanting a treaty, the Celta kings chose the out of sight out of mind tactic, explaining to the commoners that Gale would be given a chance to gain land in Tortall. She would be exiled to Tortall if the treaty were decreed. If it were broken, she'd surely be sent back to Celta. Unless.... A dark and evil plan formed in Alun's mind. Yes that would work....
End Of Chapter Five

A/N: So another one bites the dust. I know it's not exactly action packed, but I am trying. Once again, I own nothing! Just the Celts and Celta. I don't know what colours mean in kilts; so don't try to find out what the one in this story mean. Cause I don't have the foggiest. @_@