Nativewildmage—Yes I've learned to use cliffies! Very, very well I should add!
Jeweled Rose—I know Neal shouldn't die…let's hope for Kel's sake that he happens to live…so there can be some fluff!
Oni-Gil—Thanks for the review! I'm trying to make the chappies longer…they will…sometimes though I find a good place to end it off…like for a cliffie…
Nada, zippo, zilch of this is mine…aside from the plot.
Sorry it took forever to update…soccer training as of late, plus my wrist is acting up so to make typing painstakingly difficult and it takes forever…
Kel's mask had faltered as Alanna had spoken. She tried in vain to put it back on, to regain her Yamani calm, but to no avail.
Alanna led Kel (Daine would take Peachblossom) to where a temporary camp had been set up by part of Third Company and then into one of the tents.
Kel bit her lip, trying to get her mask in place once more, as she saw Neal. Neal, her best friend Neal, quick tongued, can't keep his mouth shut Neal. Several small cuts and scratches were visible but that wasn't the half of it. A long gash had bled through hastily put together bandages on his side and a wound on his shoulder was bleeding profusely. Alanna laid a gentle hand on the younger lady knight in silent reassurance.
How could I have let him get away and NOT follow him? Kel thought as her mind screaming at her stupidity, unshed tears glistening in her hazel eyes.
Alanna glanced at her former squire. Something was definitely going on between them for Kel to have lost face completely.
"I'll do the best I can." The Lioness whispered reassuringly
Kel looked away from Neal and back at Alanna. "I know you will…and thanks," Kel responded, a weak smile on her face.
Alanna flashed a quick smile before turning to Neal. Violet fire flooded from her fingers stopping the bleeding in his side and began to clean the wound. Having banished all source of infection, she moved on to the shoulder wound, leaving Kel to neatly re-bandage the one on his side.
As she began cleaning the wound, realization sunk in that it wasn't a sword cut, but an arrow wound.
Goddess help us if it was poisoned. Alanna thought as she sent her magic to banish any infection.
Kel noticed the slightest bit of worry flash onto her mentor and former knight-mistress's face as Alanna thrust more magic inside of Neal.
The infection gone, bleeding stopped, the King's Champion began to search for the poison, praying to any god or goddess listening that there wasn't any. Threading her magic through Neal, she could only hope that if there WAS, that they'd have caught it in time for them to save him. Focused deep in her work, the lady knight hardly noticed when Daine and Numair stepped in. Vaguely, Alanna heard voices in the background but kept a tight rein on the magical threads that were searching, looking for the slightest sign of something that shouldn't be there.
There! Her magic hit a foreign substance. And it wasn't Neal's emerald healing Gift either.
Ah another cliffie…6th chappie has already been started…maybe it'll be up soon…but only if you review…--click the grayish button…it looks so sad!--