Reviews: I understand why I'm receiving mixed feelings about my story…its very…unusual. I KNOW the Kel in the PotS series doesn't see Raoul in that sort of way. But this Kel is different…and….well that covers Kel really. Yes ew, I know, ack…but just….see it from a different point of view- you don't have to like where it goes…just enjoy the actual story (or don't, its up to you).

Disclaimer: All characters (so far) belong to the great Tamora Pierce –Lets all bow down to her now, and roll out the red carpet.

Just in case you were wondering, I wrote this chapter on a ferry to France…so if its bad – blame the boat.

Annie Of QueensCove- Ack….I see.

Sorceress Shadow Rain- Thank you very much! I won't be updating as quickly as I usually do, my ideas are getting low (but not gone yet) and I'm going to get loots of homework soon…but until then :P

Zerrin of the Wind- Hm…cunning isn't the word I'd use…more…evil…treacherous, maybe…

Nativewildmage- I can't let one of my favourite reviewers fall off their chair AGAIN can I? (Maybe I can…evil grin) So, Of course I'll update.

Kings Lioness- Not a good one for the happy couple…but an interesting story line, no?

Queen Tigress- I totally understand where you're coming from, don't worry, she doesn't actually get him…

Oreostar90- Now, if I told you I'd have to kill you…

Sirladyknight- Well I believe it's about to get even weirder.

Crazy4tamorap- Yup, it's not the Kel we know and love- it's a different side of her.

Chapter Four: Crossbows and Gowns

Recap: "O well, I suppose there's more than one way to stop a wedding…"

The mischievous and treacherous glint in Kel's eyes subsided, as Buri called for her to follow.

"We can't have a wedding without my maid of honour now, can we?"

"Of course, how silly of me…" Kel grabbed the rim of her skirts, and steadily jogged to catch up – she was used to running in full armour, yet a four layered dress was a lot harder. Little did Buri know, she didn't plan to go to her best friends wedding- she had other things on her mind to take care of, everything was beginning to fall into place.

They ran (as best you can in a gown) through the maze that was the fountains, and caught everyone's attention when Buri came scurrying up the aisle.

"Buri, thank the Goddess, I thought something had happened to you, I'd never forgive myself…" Raoul rambles turned inaudible, but Buri just let the tears flow freely down her face, and instantly regretting even thinking of backing out of the wedding.

"I like standing here as much as the next jolly best man, but if we could get started before the jolly Black God claims us all it would be jolly nice…" Dom ducked just in time as Raoul swung a playful punch into his general direction. "Hey careful there, another hundred or so punches and you may just land on on me…" He wasn't quick enough that time though.

He wedding began, with Dom still nursing his broken nose. Alanna had offered to heal it for him, but Dom insisted that the ladies loved the 'tough guy' look, he then went to prove his point by attempting to flirt with Lady Kel (ready to receive a black eye) but found she was missing. He slyly walked over to Queen Thayet, who had just arrived with her husband Jonathan, just in time for the ceremony.

"You haven't seen Kel anywhere have you? She is the maid of honour, so you would have thought she'd be here for the actual wedding. Thayet thought for a moment, but came up blank.

"I'm sure she'll be around somewhere- she wouldn't miss this for the world."

Up in the palace, a ray of sunlight glinted off a crossbow, slowly moving into position.

"Ok, well thanks anyway." This was the tenth guest Dom had asked, and the tenth guest who'd said they hadn't seen her. This was getting weird, and it wasn't like the Kel he knew and loved. And loved? Where did that come from? He'd have to think about that later; he was on a mission now- to find out where the hell Kel was. She'd have a good explanation, of that he was sure – or she'd tell a decent lie. Either was acceptable.

"Buriram Tourakom, do you vow to stand by Raoul of Goldenlake and Malories Peak, through sickness, health, life and above all death?"

"I do."

She placed the golden ring on his finger. The wedding had nearly finished, "And do you, Raoul of Goldenlake" The crossbow was in position, aimed, and ready to release an arrow. "Promise to stand by Buriram through the good times and the bad?" The crossbow fired.

Upon seeing this, Raoul dived in from of his beloved, but was too late. The arrow hit the unsuspecting Buri squarely in the chest, and she dropped to the ground, cradled in Raoul's tender grip. Her white dress now red with blood, she wasn't long for this world.

" I….love…you…."

"I love you too, with all my heart…" But she didn't hear. Her chest had stopped moving, her body limp and lifeless.

Her once warm, gentle hand was now cold and rigid, but he couldn't let death stop their union- he wouldn't.

Taking her delicate wrist, he placed the gold entwined ring on her finger his heart breaking with every second gone by. A lone tear crept down his cheek, but was quickly wiped away. He wouldn't cry for her, death couldn't stop them being together – nothing could.

His gaze lowered, but stopped abruptly when he caught the glint of his dagger- the one Buri had given him as an early wedding gift. It was ironic. Needing no more than a quick second to put two and two together (he was always quick at maths), he unsheathed the blade, moving it from side to side, weighing up his options- he had only one. He thrust the dagger into his already broken heart. His vision began to fade black, as he tried to block out the screams of protest from Alanna and Dom- the first to realise what he planned to do. But they were too late, there wasn't anything they could do, his mind was made up, his choice made.

Nothing would ever part them again, they were inseparable.