Title: untitled as of yet (but it can't stay that way forever, so if you have a suggestion, please tell me!)
Author: jessalae
Disclaimer: I own a mostly-finished pack of gum, a backpack, and several dozen books, but not much else. I certainly do not own the Tortallan characters, setting, or universe.
A/N: I read my story over again, and thought the first chapter was lousy, so I've re-written it. This is a K/N story.
Lady Knight Keladry of Mindelan sat staring at her cluttered desk, debating the age-old question, to clean, or not to clean? She finally decided to do away with the muddle of papers now, and not wait for it to grow. Standing up with a groan, she set about sorting, shuffling, and throwing things out. Here was a letter from her brother; here a note from Sir Raoul, her former knight master and constant friend; there a terrible attempt at poetry to Dom, her most recent- and longest-lasting- crush. She came upon a rough draft of a letter she had written to her mother about the start of the Scanran war, when she had just been made a knight. She shuddered, remembering the horrors that she had seen and experienced. She had almost sung in joy when she found out it was over, barely five months ago. Digging through yet another pile of useless items, she found a dusty book of poems in Old Yamani. Oh, so this was to book Yuki had been talking about! The book was stuffed full of notes and questions- the outdated language was very different from the modern version of Yamani, so much so that Kel had been forced to give up halfway through. She sighed, resolving to finish her cleaning later, and set off down the hall to Yuki's rooms.
Kel reached her friend's quarters, and was about to knock on the door when a noise issuing from inside the room made her freeze. She felt a blush creep into her cheeks, as her brain connected sounds to ideas. 'Neal must be visiting. Now's not a good time to interrupt, then.' She tiptoed away from the door and around the corner. Hearing footsteps behind her, she whirled, about to warn the person away, and stopped in her tracks. Neal stared at her baffled expression quizzically.
"What are you doing here?" Kel sputtered.
"I have a right to visit my fiancée, don't I?" he asked, mock indignantly. Kel was still having trouble forming coherent sentences.
"But if you're out here," she finally managed to say, "Then who..." she trailed off as it dawned on her what must be happening.
"Then who what? What are you talking about, Kel?" Neal opened his mouth to say something else, but the words never came out, because just then a moan issued from behind the closed door.
"If I'm out here," he breathed, "Then who's in there?" His expression slowly changed from shock to outrage. In two steps he crossed the hall and flung open the door, revealing Yuki and Dom in each other's arms.
A/N: well, I completely re-wrote it. Is it better? Is it worse? Do you like it? Just tell me in a REVIEW! Thanks.
--jessalae
Author: jessalae
Disclaimer: I own a mostly-finished pack of gum, a backpack, and several dozen books, but not much else. I certainly do not own the Tortallan characters, setting, or universe.
A/N: I read my story over again, and thought the first chapter was lousy, so I've re-written it. This is a K/N story.
Lady Knight Keladry of Mindelan sat staring at her cluttered desk, debating the age-old question, to clean, or not to clean? She finally decided to do away with the muddle of papers now, and not wait for it to grow. Standing up with a groan, she set about sorting, shuffling, and throwing things out. Here was a letter from her brother; here a note from Sir Raoul, her former knight master and constant friend; there a terrible attempt at poetry to Dom, her most recent- and longest-lasting- crush. She came upon a rough draft of a letter she had written to her mother about the start of the Scanran war, when she had just been made a knight. She shuddered, remembering the horrors that she had seen and experienced. She had almost sung in joy when she found out it was over, barely five months ago. Digging through yet another pile of useless items, she found a dusty book of poems in Old Yamani. Oh, so this was to book Yuki had been talking about! The book was stuffed full of notes and questions- the outdated language was very different from the modern version of Yamani, so much so that Kel had been forced to give up halfway through. She sighed, resolving to finish her cleaning later, and set off down the hall to Yuki's rooms.
Kel reached her friend's quarters, and was about to knock on the door when a noise issuing from inside the room made her freeze. She felt a blush creep into her cheeks, as her brain connected sounds to ideas. 'Neal must be visiting. Now's not a good time to interrupt, then.' She tiptoed away from the door and around the corner. Hearing footsteps behind her, she whirled, about to warn the person away, and stopped in her tracks. Neal stared at her baffled expression quizzically.
"What are you doing here?" Kel sputtered.
"I have a right to visit my fiancée, don't I?" he asked, mock indignantly. Kel was still having trouble forming coherent sentences.
"But if you're out here," she finally managed to say, "Then who..." she trailed off as it dawned on her what must be happening.
"Then who what? What are you talking about, Kel?" Neal opened his mouth to say something else, but the words never came out, because just then a moan issued from behind the closed door.
"If I'm out here," he breathed, "Then who's in there?" His expression slowly changed from shock to outrage. In two steps he crossed the hall and flung open the door, revealing Yuki and Dom in each other's arms.
A/N: well, I completely re-wrote it. Is it better? Is it worse? Do you like it? Just tell me in a REVIEW! Thanks.
--jessalae