Again, thanks to all my reviewers and my beta, "cesy". Without you all, I would probably have been banned again. This disclaimer is going to be for the entire story, not just this chapter. No more disclaimers, woohoo!
Disclaimer: I never have and never will own TP's story or characters in any way. Any characters or locations you do not recognize are my own ideas.
Neal's Explanation
It was now four in the morning and, after Neal's fainting extravaganza, Kel and Dom had managed to escort him back to the palace.
"Neal," wheedled Kel, "Why did you continually faint at the letter?" she asked, flowers in her voice.
"I did not faint," complained Neal, "I was knocked out cold!"
Dom whacked him over the head with a pudding spoon he found from somewhere in the room.
"Neal! You fainted, why? It's not even a hard question!"
"Don't you remember?" Dom shook his head, as though to say, "If I did, I wouldn't ask you, would I, meathead!"
"It was made by our grandfather Emry of Haryse, it's a code, now if you'll excuse me I'll get some sleep and then try at the code, and I suggest you do the same."
That night, Kel tossed and turned, unable to sleep for the dreams that plagued her.
At nine bells the next morning, Kel still hadn't got to sleep, so she slipped out of bed and started pouring a bath for herself. About half a bell later, Kel had just finished getting her clothes back on from after her bath when she heard a shout.
"Yes, I have done it, hoorah hooray!" The rest was muffled by clangs and crashes.
Kel rushed into Dom's room, blew open the door to find an only-half-dressed Dom sitting on his bed, dragging a shirt on.
"Dom, was it you that was just shouting?" she asked frantically.
"No," he replied, "I thought that must have been Meathead."
"Thanks," Kel yelled over her shoulder, already halfway down the corridor.
She rushed back into the knights' quarters, up a flight of stairs, through a door, down a corridor, turn left and through Neal's door only to find that Neal…
I am sorry, I must make the chapters longer. I really am trying. As always, CC is more welcome than ever: I need the tips.