Thank you guys so, so much for the reviews for the last set. It means so much that you liked them as much as I did. :D Anyway, here's Kel/Dom. I don't know how I feel about them, but I'll let you guys be the judge.

1. Laugh

The King's Own trooped along the trail, laughing and talking amongst themselves. Corus loomed in the distance, and spirits were running high. A higher, more feminine laugh broke through the low, rumbling chuckles of the men as Keladry of Mindelain threw back her head and laughed. The rest of the company nudged each other and watched in mischievous amusement as her riding partner continued his joke, his twinkling blue eyes locked on Kel as the squire smiled at him, both oblivious to the attention of the rest.

2. Watch

Dom gazed around at the sleeping cluster of his men and refugees. His mind was buzzing with thoughts of the fight they would find in Scanra. Would he survive? Would Kel? Almost on their own accord, his gaze searched for the woman, finding her sleeping form within seconds. A cold dread filled him at the thought of what could await her, either in Scanra or in Tortall. He wanted to protect her from it, but he knew she wouldn't let him.

Dom groaned. He didn't quite understand the way Kel made him feel. But he knew he wanted to.

3. Masks

Kel stood in the courtyard, looking up at Dom. The sounds of Raul and Buri's wedding were a distant echo, leaving the pair completely alone. They were mere centimeters apart. Dom seemed to be waiting, for Mithros knew what. His hand ghosted over her cheeks. Kel closed her eyes. She could feel him moving closer, for a second that lasted for years. Without thinking, she closed the gap so his soft lips caressed hers. Kel shivered, despite the warm air.

And for once, she let her masks fall.

4. Stable

Toby made his way through the stable, looking around curiously. He could have sworn he'd seen Kel ducking in here… A hushed sound, like a murmur, came from the saddle room. Frowning a little, Toby crept towards it, pushing the worn wood open an inch, and felt his jaw drop. The lady knight stood just inside, her arms bound tightly around the sergeant Domitan. Neither of them noticed as a grinning Toby slipped away, letting the door fall closed behind him as he ran to tell the Own the results of their latest bet.

5. Forever

Kel buried her fingers in Dom's hair. The sergeant's fingers traces the contours of her curves longingly. Their first time was slow and sweet, but passionate, leaving both of them gasping for breath. Lovemaking with Dom was like nothing Kel had ever experienced before. She was intensely aware of his skin touching hers, her entire body numb with the thrill of his touch. Sometime later, just as Kel's eyes were closing in sleep, Dom holding her tightly, she found herself wishing she could hold on to this moment forever.

6. Worry

"Enjoying the view, sergeant?" someone asked. Dom looked around from his position against the wall—where he had been watching Kel exercise—to see Lord Raoul. He grinned.

"Immensely, sir," he replied. Raul chuckled, watching his former squire. Dom, did too; Kel looked beautiful, her entire body focused on her exercises.

"You know," Raul began, almost as an afterthought, "if you hurt her, I'll personally make sure the Black God gives you hell."

Dom looked at Kel again. She handled her heavy glaive with graceful, deadly ease. He smiled dryly. "I don't think you have to worry about that, sir."

7. Gifts

The first gift Dom gave Kel after they became lovers was a Yamani painting, beautifully crafted and elegant. He had presented it to her before they crawled into bed, planting a kiss on her cheek as she opened it. Kel, speechless, had only been able to kiss him enthusiastically in thanks. When they'd eventually parted, she'd fingered her gift and apologized for not having something for him in return. Dom had laughed and leaned forward for another kiss.

"You can thank me in another way," he'd managed to say before pressing Kel into the sheets, raining kisses down on her skin.

8. Knew

Kel knew that Dom had been involved with ladies of the court. She'd known that from day one. She'd never dwelt on it (not much, anyway), and only used it in arguments when she had nothing else to say. Because she knew when they retired every night, it would be her on his mind. She knew his heart, mind, and lips belonged to her, just as much as hers belonged to him. And that, she knew, made her the luckiest girl in the world.

9. Protection

Dom paced while Kel gasped in the infirmary, berating himself for his stupidity. It was his fault Kel had been injured, he told himself. The thug had been after him…she wouldn't have been hurt if he'd been paying attention…

The door opened, revealing a tired-looking Neal. Behind him, Dom saw Kel on the bed, pale but sitting upright. Dom sprinted towards her and kissed her, gently wrapping her in his arms, mindful of her bandages. He stroked her cheek with a shaking finger, thanking the gods she was healed, and promising himself he wouldn't let her be hurt ever again.

10. Keladry

Kel had never really minded her name. Once shortened, it was simple to spell, easy to say. But when she and Dom first announced their relationship, her name was one of the first things picked apart by the jealous court ladies. "What kind of name is Keladry?" they would ask when they thought she wasn't listening. Kel endured the whispering and taunting with a tired patience. And when she sat in bed, wrapped in Dom's arms, she wished all of the gossips could hear the way he murmured her name, and thought they wouldn't ever make fun of it again.

Love Kel/Dom. Don't know if I did them justice.

Has no closing line except "busy",
Brighteyes