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-a/n- Thanks for all the encouragement! Only two and a half more days of school… Happy 12th December! Confusedknight xxx
As they broke apart, Dom, his heart hammering in his chest looked into Kel's hazel eyes. She looked so innocent, confused and yet, in Dom's eyes she was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on.
Kel looked at the ground, 'Did you mean it?'
'Pardon?' He asked surprised.
Looking up, she whispered, 'Did you meant it? Do I mean anything to you?'
Slightly hurt by the question, he replied, 'Kel, I have been meaning to say this for a long time, that…that… I love you.'
Three simple words, yet it was in those three words that his happiness rested. Yes, he used to be the court flirt, but flirting and telling a women that she is pretty is one thing and he had never before admitted those three, small words.
Kel's eyes lit up, happiness seeping into them, 'In that case,' she said, and she reached up and returned his kiss and when they broke apart, she whispered, 'I love you too.'
It was at that precise moment that Neal walked in on them.
'I thought I might find you two out here…' he began to say and stopped when he saw how close his best friend and cousin were. They leapt apart startled by the interruption.
'I'll just be going then…' Said Neal as he tried to sneak away.
'You do that Meathead,' whispered Dom under his breath.
The next morning Kel got up and dressed in her hot pants and went down for breakfast in the mess hall.
As she entered, people whooped and cheered, her face flushing, she hurried over to Neal who blurted out, 'I didn't mean to tell them, it just sort of slipped out.'
'And what precisely did you tell them?'
'That I walked in on you and Dom kissing.'
Kel groaned.
All day people smiled at her and the castle was buzzing with the gossip that the couple had finally gotten together. Raoul found her around lunch time and congratulated her heartily, dropping subtle hints that he thought they were perfect for each other.
Meanwhile Alanna was plotting revenge on Jon, in the best way possible, by forwarding her rebellion. In the morning she went to pick up her mass order of shorts from Lalasa's shop and in the afternoon, she thrashed some conservatives on the practise courts.
'Anyone else like to question my right to wear shorts?'
When no one answered she decided to call it a day and went to plot some publicity stunts for the rebellion.
(-a/n- sorry this chapter is so jumpy but its one of those in-between-chapters… and now I'm getting around the main event for this chapter.)
Aly's dream went hazy and suddenly she saw Kyprioth standing before her.
'Long time no see.' She commented dryly.
'You seemed to be doing pretty well by yourself.'
'So is there any reason behind your visit or is this a social visit?'
'You mortals should show more respect to your Patron God.' He sniffed haughtily. 'But yes there is a reason, I thought I might show you something… Come…'
Mystified, Aly took Kyprioth's hand and suddenly she was in an elaborately decorated meeting room where King Jonathon IV and her father sat talking.
'And from the Copper Isles?' Asked the King, ready to take notes on what his spymaster had to say.
George gritted his teeth, 'Nothing.'
'I beg your pardon?' Asked the King.
'I haven't heard anything from the Copper Isles in months, all my spies have turned up on barges in Port Legann, with their memories blank and unable to remember anything.'
'How can this be?' Said the King dumbfounded.
'My daughter…' Said George. 'Is controlling the spy network of the Copper Isles, and I must say, she's damned good at it too. The Copper Isles is now a prospering realm, it has a strong government, which my daughter and Queen Dovesary built. Their military power is building and their trade has risen. The Copper Isles has powerful leaders who it would be best to offer our friendship to.'
'So what do you suggest we do?'
'Invite Queen Dovesary to Tortall,' George smiled crookedly, 'and hope she falls head over heels in love with Prince Liam!'
Aly snorted silently at the idea of Dove, as her father put it , 'Head over heels in love.' Though the fact that her father praised her so highly had cheered her up immensely, and she felt proud of the fact that the Copper Isles was rising so highly in the reputation of the realms.
Turning to Kyprioth, she said, 'Is this all, its just that I left the kids unattended…'
He smiled, I won't keep you for much longer, from your 'nestlings'. Just walk this way, and they stepped out onto a balcony overlooking the practise courts. Down below she saw her ma, beating someone very convincingly in a duel. But when she looked closer she exclaimed, 'Gods above! What the bloody hell is my ma wearing?'
'Your mother has started a rebellion, a rebellion of shorts!' Smirked Kyprioth.
-a/n- I apologise profusely for the jerkiness of this chapter, I know the whole Aly thing is a bit random, but It will tie in later I promise… and if you've read the Tricksters duet, then you will know that Kyprioth sent her 'living dreams' where she could see things happening miles away… Please review!
Confusedknight xxx