Disclaimer: I own only the plot, Marash islands, and Napaz.The rest belongs to Tamora Pierce, who was wise enough to publish tortall books before I was born
Sewing Needle
Chapter 1: Kel
She couldn't believe it. The love of her life was dead, killed in a battle with a group of Scarans. She hadn't eaten, hadn't slept, hadn't talked for weeks.
And now this news, that she was pregnant with his child, broke her heart.
She was too hurt, too torn to cry. She had sobbed viciously, but the tears wouldn't come.
It was worse than the pain, worse than knowing that he was gone. He had left her alone and lost, needing him. He had ripped her heart to pieces and scattered it wide. He had made her too wretched to leave her room. Now she blocked out her friends and family, and locked the door and refused them entrance, had ignored the kings summons knowing it made nothing better- but feeling that it made nothing worse.
A knock on her door: a summons. She ignored it, staring at the sky but not taking it in. they would go away eventually, they always did.
But this one was different.
This person knocked louder.
Kel still ignored it, lost in her inner turmoil.
There was the sound of splintering wood. The door was broken. Raul stepped in, followed by Alanna and Duke Baird.
"Come on Kel" Raul said, walking to her. Kel didn't move. She continued staring out the window.
"Kel, we're going to help you get dressed so you can talk to Jon." This was Alanna, hr voice gentle, putting hr hand on Kel's shoulder. She still didn't move.
"Come on now." Duke Baird pulled her to her feet, leading her to her dressing room. . Kel followed dully. "Raul, pull out some clean clothes. Alanna, help me get her cleaned up."
In 45 minutes she was dressed in a shirt and breeches, leaning against the wall. Alanna and Raul were cleaning her room (complete with pieces of wood). Baird was giving her a quick checkup.
He turned to his companions "Ready?"
"Kel this is Baltazar. He's visiting from the Marsh Isles." Jon spoke as if he was speaking o a small child. "He wanted to meet you."
Kel emerged enough to glance at the man in question. He was handsome. His eyes were brown, his skin was tan. His hair stopped at his shoulders, black and caught in a loose ponytail. He looked uncomfortable, and he turned red when Jon said his name.
"Kel, listen. I know you were in love with Dom, but you can't live like this. He wouldn't have wanted this; we don't want this." The little talk went on for a few hours. Snacks came and went.
Finally, the king sighed. "I know you haven't been out in a while. Your orders are to visit your lands in MoresHallow. Duke Baird, Neal, and Raul will go with you. Your female companions- minus Alanna- are already there. I wanted to tell you about them before, but you didn't answer when I called for you." He rose to leave.
The young man, who had been ignored throughout the conversation, spoke. "King Jonathan? May I accom-pany her? I Might be ab-le to help. My…" he paused, looking for the right word, and changed what he was about to say. "The others are already in charge of any-thing of se-ri-ous im-por-tance. I shall not be missed."
The king considered him a moment. At long last he nodded. "You leave tomorrow."
A short time after the king had left, the young man rose. Passing by Kel, he put his hand on her shoulder. "It takes time to heal," he whispered.
so what ya think.
Next Chapter: Chapter 2: Napalaz
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