"Has anyone informed Sir Inness his sister was finally up?" Duke Bard questioned.

"Inness is here?" I mumbled sinking lower into sleep; I don't think they heard my comment because they did not address it.

"I'll go he should after all be info…" I fell asleep as Dom spoke to his Uncle.

…

*7 Marks later*

The next time I awoke it was dark and empty in the infirmary which was only lit by a few candles. A quick sweep of the room revealed that there was no one in any of the rooms off the main infirmary were occupied, I was alone.

I lay upon the sterile cot for around twenty minutes before growing frustrated and trying to sit up I remembered my shoulder was the limb that had received injury and carefully used my other arm to prop myself up against the wall.

I sighed as I tried to view my injured shoulder by peeling back the thin nightgown. It was not difficult to do so as the nightgown was quite loose on me I wonder where it came from. A loud growl issued from my stomach cut of my thought process.

I was really hungry. I am not kidding I am starved and there is no one around... Neal did not tell me I had to stay in bed. With only an injured shoulder what would stop me from simply going to the mess and getting some supper. Nothing. I threw back the blanket that covered me and got out of the bed.

The room started to spin very fast I assume it was because I had been out for… well I am not too sure how long. Once the room was back into focus I stood up and looked for something appropriate to wear to supper. None of my bags were around and the only thing I could find was a dark blue robe and a pair of matching slippers.

I slowly put on the robe cautious of my shoulder and slipped the thin shoes onto my feet before quickly running my fingers through my tangled hair not bothering to tame the natural waves (Which had appeared now that it has grown longer) further.

I walked slightly shaky from my lack of movement but soon regained the use of my equilibrium. I peeked out of the infirmaries door and saw a few tired soldiers trudging towards a loudly lit building which I assumed to be the mess.

I assumed that I could follow them and go by unnoticed and so I hurried out behind the soldiers. They did not notice my appearance and continued on their way talking about Lord Raoul and Brui's wedding plans.

"I hope there will be women from the Queen's Riders at the very least." One of them spoke forlornly.

"I know what ya mean having only men 'round is one of the greatest downsides of war. Makes ya miss the girls back home."

"I gata girl myself back home…" the first trailed off.

"Ya? Me too, I miss her very much." The second confessed.

I suppressed a sigh, everyone. Absolutely everyone had someone to love, someone who cared for them no matter who they were. I had chosen this life but did I enjoy the fact that I would never find love, never marry, and never have children? No, everyone needs to be loved. Even a cow figured lady knight, but no one could see past my scars and title.

I shook off the melancholy thoughts and returned to thinking about food as I walked into the brightly lit mess hall. The overwhelming chatter and the smell of food drove all thoughts but food from my mind.

I followed the two love sick soldiers to the serving counter and grabbed a tray moving down the line collecting varies food. The soldiers serving the food I did not recognize until I reached the vegetables.

"Hello Qasim, may I please have some vegetables?"

Qasim smiled, "Hello Lady Kel it's wonderful to see you out and about. Are you allowed to be out of the infirmary already?"

I shrugged my good shoulder with a slight smile, "I got hungry, broccoli please?"

Quasim chuckled as he dished my up some of my favorite vegetable and I gave him one more smile before I wandered off to find a seat.

I spotted an empty table towards the back of the mess, and as quickly as I could, I made my way towards it. As I walked pass the tables the men would watch me in confusion and interest. I suppose it was because I was wearing nightclothes to supper but that else was I suppose to wear?

Eventually I made it to the back of the mess and sat down with my tray bowing my head to avoid the stares. I focused on eating my food deliberately ignoring the whispers that were being spoken behind me.

At least no one would be bothering me her…

Two trays clanked down on the table and I looked up in shock to see a very pleasant surprise.

"Well, well, well look who escaped the infirmary guard." I raised one eyebrow in reply,

"Hello Wolset, Dom."

"Does my cousin know he has lost a beautiful asset to his infirmary?"

"Does your cousin know he did not tell me I had to stay in bed?" Wolset laughed at me rebuttal and Dom smirked slightly,

"How are you feeling Kel?"

"Fine I suppose, are you two going to sit?"

The two sat silently and began eating. Dom subtly glanced at me and questioned again,

"Your shoulder is alright?" I chuckled softly.

"Yes Dom, its fine. What's new with the Own?" I questioned trying to change the topic from me.

"I have learned to greatly appreciate what my Sergeant here does, those boys are crazy! They don't listen. Seriously Dom I am surprised Milord Raoul has not promoted you for training them to behave but then again they only behave for you..."

Dom stared at Wolset and laughed, "Behave for me? What do you mean? You guys are the force behind more pranks then all of the companies combined!"

Wolset chuckled, "Well alright, they listen to you more than they do me." I was confused,

"Wait was Wolset commanding your squad?"

Dom nodded mouth full and Wolset responded with a 'yes'.

"Why? Dom were you injured?" I asked concerned that Dom had also been injured perhaps in the raid Tobe spoke of before.

To my utter surprise Wolset laughed, "You could say that Dom was sorta sick…" He trailed of chuckling at Dom's flustered appearance. "Real sick," He roared with laughed that was sharply cut off when Wolset elbowed him in the ribs.

My concerned look turned to one of disapproval as Dom smiled innocently at me ignoring his wheezing Corporal.

"I am fine Mother; Milord just gave me a few days off."

I grew very skeptical, that made no sense, "Why would Milord give you leave when your squad is positioned at one of the main war forts." Wolset regained his composure and glared at his Sergeant,

"Dom has not had a stable mind as of lately." He told my smugly obviously sharing information Dom did not want known.

"What do you mean? What's wrong?" I asked growing alarmed at Wolset's words.

"It's nothing Kel, Wolset is just jesting."

I glared at Dom suspiciously but never got the chance to respond as I received a strong pull, and was yanked out of my seat. I looked up to see a man I had never seen before however I could classify him as a typical soldier.

I kept a stiff formal countenance, hiding the pain at him grabbing my hurt shoulder. "Yes?" I questioned with no emotion.

"Excuse me Trollop but this is a military camp. The few women aloud to be here are in connection with power and do not go wandering about in nightclothes unless you are here to entertain us… in which case…" The man grabbed me and kissed me forcefully. My mask fell in shock and horror as I desperately tried to free myself.

I pushed him but he only grabbed me tighter into his chest. My screams were muffled by his mouth and I used both hands to shove him away but could not succeed.

Thankfully his presence disappeared and I stumbled back into someone's stiff arms. I looked up and saw Inness punch the man,

"Keep your filthy hands off my little sister!" I had never seen Inness so upset and it made me inch closer to whoever it was who held me up.

I would have looked to see who it was that held me up but I could not tear my eyes away from my brother's unnatural behavior.

"Who is she- for that matter who are you?" The soldier asked whipping the blood from his mouth as he stood straight again.

"I am Sir Inness of Mindelan and she is Lady Knight Keladry of Mindelan." Inness said harshly.

"So I was right" the man smirked, "She is a Trollop."

Inness grabbed the man by his shirt collar and lifted him off the ground slightly (Mindelan height…), "I am warning you, watch yourself." he practically growled in the man's face which still held a mocking smirk.

I shakily tried to stand without the assistance of whoever held me steady, I turned and realized it was Dom who had caught me. His face was as frightening as Inness' at the moment which would explain why he stood stiffly without removing his eyes from the soldier.

I tried to place my mask on but it was failing me and so I kept my face turned down. But I did not miss Dom pushing me behind himself.

I also noticed that the entire mess was eerily silent as they watched our group. Suddenly the doors of the mess banged open loudly,

"What is going on here?" A stern voice asked leaving no room to question his position.