A/N: Thank you all so much for your reviews.

Review Returns:

Thingy of um thingyness: thanks. I know it's sad, but it was essential to the story. Thanks for your review. Mage of Dragons: I feel like a dope. Kel's sword is Griffin, not Lightning. Must've had a brain-fart when I wrote that. I'll fix it. Thanks for reviewing. nativewildmage: crying should be a shameless act. I cried when I wrote it; my sister cried when she read it. Thanks for R and R ing. Confusedknight: Thanks for your complements and your review. On top of cloud 9: That was by far the saddest chapter. In fact, Owen's chapter was going to be kind of sad too, but I changed it because I didn't want it all to be morbid. Thanks for reading. Tortall princess: I forgot to pass out Kleenex at the beginning of the chapter, didn't I? Sorry. Thanks for your review. Seyyada: I've never watched 'Days of Our Lives.' I don't care for soap operas. I guess I could have killed Cleon, but that wouldn't have had the same effect, because people wouldn't cry. They'd laugh. Thanks for reading. sunkissed Guacamole: Neal is always good. I'll have to remember that… Thanks for r and r ing.

To All: Here's chapter five! (I know, it took me long enough.) I think that there's only one more chapter to this, then I have definitely decided on a sequel, that will have ABSOLUTELY nothing to do with Knight's Tale.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Redeeming Raoul
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Chapter Five: Love's Enduring Promise
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Tournament
August 19- September 1, 467
Fief Hollyrose
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Raoul gripped Kel's shoulder and gave her a comforting squeeze.

"Finish it with 'With all the love that I possess-Raoul," he told his squire.

"It's beautiful," Kel said, reading the final copy. Not only were the words poetic, but each word was flawlessly penned in Cali's graceful, swirling handwriting. Raoul turned to Owen and handed him the paper, rolled into an envelope.

"Will you take this to her?" he asked. Owen grinned.

"Of course I will. It would be jolly to get away from the hustle and bustle of tournaments for awhile."

…..

"My Dearest Buri…" Buri read the letter in a quiet whisper. Owen stood nearby, waiting for her to finish. She paced back and forth slowly as she read the letter, and in one hand, she held a single blue flower that Owen had plucked and added to the note that morning. "It is strange to think that I have not seen you in a month. I have seen the new moon, but not you. I have seen sunsets and sun rises, but nothing of your beautiful face. It devastates me. The pieces of my broken heart are so small that they can be passed through the eye of a needle.

"But somehow, just one word of affection, one word of praise from your blessed mouth would mend these pieces, and my broken heart would beat once more.

"I miss you like the sun misses the flower. Like the sun misses the flower in the depths of winter. Instead of beauty to direct its light to, the heart hardens like the frozen world your absence has banished me to.

"I next compete in the city of Mindelan. I will find it empty and in the winter if you are not there. I almost do not trust to hope, but hope guides me. It is what gets me through the day, and especially the night. The hope that after you are gone from my sight, it will not be the last time I look upon you.

"With all the love that I possess, I remain yours, the Knight of your heart. Raoul."

Although she fought them, tears stung the back of her eyes. Buri blinked to keep her vision clear, then looked over to Owen.

"He had help with this, didn't he?"

"Yes, my lady. Lots of it," Owen said. Buri grinned.

"I can't believe this," she said. "But I have an answer for you to take to him."

…..

A week later, Owen rode back into the wooden gates of Hollyrose. He laughed and cried out their cheer as he galloped towards Team Goldenlake. He slowly dismounted

"Well?" Raoul asked.

"She said that she regrets to tell you that she will be unable to attend the tournament in Mindelan, but it would please her very much if you would come see her at Malorie's Peak when you are available," Owen said.

"It's not a 'no,' Sir," Neal noted.

"She probably just needed more time," Kel added. Raoul smiled at them, still for a moment before quickly gathering his pack.

"I'm going now," he said. "Kel will compete for me foreign weaponry, Cali in jousting, Neal in hand-to-hand combat, and Owen- well, you'll just have to cheer them on."

"Sir? Are you that irresponsible that you will leave your squire as soon as your lady gives hint that she remembers your existence?" Cali teased, saddling Amberfire.

"I'm not going to remind you that you are being left in the very capable hands of a lady knight. And her two little friends." Within minutes, Raoul was ready to leave. He waved and trotted away.

"I guess it's just us," Kel said as they headed towards the mess. They got in line to get their food. Neal and Owen pushed in front of Kel.

"Hey! Ladies first!" Cali said. "Remember, I'm my lord's squire, so I give the report when he returns. I'd stay on my good side."

"After you," Owen and Neal said unanimously, waving them through with their metal trays.

"Quiet Owen," Kel said, letting one of the servers plop a pile of peas and carrots on her tray. "Neal, eat your vegetables."

"Yes Mother," he said with a sweet smile. Kel smiled back.

"Good boy."

Cali watched the battle of vegetables as she pretended to listen to Owen. He was musing about how Cavall was on their road to Mindelan. Clayr this, and Clayr that was getting old rather quickly.

Just as Cali had been about to ask Kel to practice a glaive pattern with her, she realized that Kel and Neal were nowhere to be seen. They had snuck away, which meant that they didn't want to be followed.

The only signs that Kel and Neal had been there were their abandoned trays, both empty, except for a cold pile of peas and carrots on one.

Great, Cali thought, now I'm left alone with the knight whose lips move faster than the hooves of his horse. They all SO owe me…