Riding into Steadfast the next day, the Third Company was greeted by Lord Wyldon. He and Raoul disappeared into the commander's wing of the main building, leaving the rest of the company to stable their horses and find bunks.
"Milady?" Kel heard a nervous voice from behind her. She turned.
"Please, just Kel. I'm no lady." Kel grinned.
"I am to show you to your rooms," a boy of no more than twelve stood before her. "If you would follow me." Kel shouldered her bag and followed the boy to her private room. While it was not big, at least she wouldn't have to share with anyone for the duration of her stay.
"Lady Kel?" the small boy hovered in her doorway, reminding Kel briefly of Tobe. "Lord Wyldon requests your attendance following dinner." He said, obviously nervous.
"Thank you." Kel produced a copper from her purse. The boy palmed it and scampered away. Kel sighed. When would people realize that she was human and not something terrifying?
Dom found Kel stretching. She found that she was no longer sore after a long ride, but she didn't want to take any chances. Dom was just content to stand in her doorway, watching the graceful lines her body made.
"You don't have to stand there, you are allowed to come in." She laughed at Dom as he strode across the room and captured Kel in a hug.
"I was just admiring you," he admitted. Kel shoved him playfully.
"There's nothing to admire."
"Shall I compose a verse? Hmmm...
Your eyes are dreamy,
Your complexion...not quite creamy-"
"Stop!" Kel shouted, laughing, before he could continue. "You're even worse than Neal!" Dom pouted.
"Dear Kel, that hurts!" Kel leaned forward and kissed him.
"Did that fix it?"
"I don't know. You may need to do it again." Dom's eyes glinted mischievously. Kel kissed him again.
"Hey!" the pair heard an indignant shout from Kel's door. "Will you two lovebirds stop that and come to dinner?" Neal glared at his cousin and best friend. Dom grinned and grabbed Kel by the hand, leading her out of the room.
AN: I know it's short, but I updated twice in one day (next chapter) and I just got back from band camp...marching camp. AND I DON'T PLAY FLUTE! School starts next week, so I don't know if I'll be able to continue at this pace. I'll try though...I can write during boring parts of I LOVE YOU ALL, so REVIEW, PLEASE It would make me ever so happy, and maybe that would make me write faster, hinthint -- (yes, I resort to bribes...)
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