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A Father's Reaction
Ria never thought she could be as deaf as she was then. The silence was about to kill her. Suddenly she felt something brush against her dress. She looked down. Silent, Ria's dog, and the daughter of Jump, was sitting there, silently supporting her.
Kel looked at Ria and at the black dog at her feet. When Kel had been given Jump's four children, she had thought the one called Silent would make a perfect pair of Ria and Silent. Silent was one of the smartest pups she had ever raised, but had never been so quick to judge as her sire had been. Now looking at the pair Kel realized how attached they had become.
Well Kel also supported Ria in this matter. If she wanted to be a knight, the first girl to try after Kel, then there was nothing to stop her.
"Another hero to add to this family of them." That was Yuki, trying to lighten the room with her dry words. This was also her way to support her daughter.
"I shall be related to another one of these famous women. I feel like I am left in the dust of your famous-ness
"It shall be interesting, knowing a knight of such noble back round." There was Liona with her wicked humor and fierce loyalty.
"It will be interesting, with three lady knights against what, three hundred, regular knights." There was Kel's copper, to add to the sum. When Kel heard nothing from the happy father, she became suspicious. Something must be very wrong with him for him not to make one of those delightful comments that always got him into trouble when they were pages.
Neal was sitting there, and odd look on his face, something a mixture of like Peachblossom actually let Neal touch him and Kel had admitted her supposed undying love for him. Kel gave him her worst 'I am a mix between Old Nariko (A/N: Arms Mistress in Yamini Isles), Wyldon, Raoul (A/N: Don't want to be against him when he's in a temper), and my own temper' look.
But Neal wasn't paying attention to anyone in the room but his daughter. He watched as the light played across her hair, straight dark brown hair, a mix from him and Yuki, pulled back in a elaborate bun, accenting her prominent widows peak. Her eyes, worried and searching, a lovely green color, desperately searching for his approval.
He knew her, and he knew himself.
"When do we leave, and not tonight, I am knocked out by your eagerness."