A/N: Yea well, this is my first time writing fanfic, so please be nice! I would like to warn any readers before I begin, I'm still trying to figure out how to use this writing thingy so if there are any mistakes please, bare with me! Anywayzzz, enough with the chit-chat, and I suppose you kinda want me to get on with the story now, so here you go!

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Lord Wyldon, Kel's ex-training master, massaged a temple with his hand, clearly deep in thought. Maybe I shouldn't have been so harsh on Mindelan. She was after all the best page here during her year of probation. No! I will not be led to thinking like a progressive! Females can't fight, nor should they ever be allowed to! The Lioness is an exception, she was the Goddess's Chosen, Mindelan wasn't. There was a knock on the door, but Wyldon being to deep in thought failed to hear it. "Milord? Are you in there?" The lord of Cavall ( a/n: Cavall? Am I right?) jumped slightly at this unexpected interruption.

"Yes, Timon enter." he let out a sigh. Timon opened the door admitting his body, and bowed deeply. The worn out, short tempered training master scowled. "Get on with it Timon! I don't have all day! I'm meant to be at the Mess Hall right now, giving tardy pages punishment work for not turning up on time for the evening meal!" he snapped impatiently.

"My apologies Sir." and in seeing the look on his lord's face, hastily continued. "I actually came to remind you for making your way to the Mess Hall, like you asked me to, Sir." Lord Wyldon stood up, stretching.

"You may leave now, Timon."

The bell in Kel's room clanged loudly over-head, telling her it was time to make way to the Mess Hall. She had nearly finished packing her bag, not that she had much stuff, of which consist mainly of clothes, her Yamani cats, weapons, blank paper and charcoal, and what little pocket money she had. She had no intention on making her way to the Mess, she just wouldn't be able to stand the sad, disappointed, look her friends would give her. Instead she pulled out a piece of paper and worn-down charcoal on which she wrote a message to Neal and the Study Group, which were basically a group of all her friends.

Neal and the Study Group,

I couldn't face you all after what's happened, and I'm sure by now you've all heard.

I am so sorry to leave you, but if it's what the Stump wants, who am I to deny his wishes?

Take care of one another, and keep fighting Joren and his cronies. I'll keep you all close to my heart. I'm not going to tell you where I'm going, because I'm not sure myself. But this is a promise to all of you, I'll come back very soon. I'll try to make it before your Ordeals, but I can't make any promises to that. When I come back, I will be a great warrior of high ranks. You'll see!

Love to you all,

your friend Kel

P.S. Make Neal eat his vegetables!

Kel got to her feet and drew out another thing from her bag, a little Yamani lucky cat. She placed the note on her desk, and placed the Yamani cat on top of it. She was starting to hear voices in the hall way, she'd have to leave now, before anyone noticed her absence. Then she slipped the bag carefully onto her back, taking a long look at her old room, she turned her back and opened the window. Slipping out of it, quiet as a shadow.

She walked to the stables unseen. She wanted to say goodbye to her faithful horse Peachblossom one last time. Striding to the beast's stall, she took an apple she managed to steal from the kitchens, and offering it to the horse. Kel hugged the animal round the neck, sobbing quietly into his mane. "I'm going to miss you, boy." she whispered. A voice behind her made her jump.

"Miss, please take 'im! 'e'll die if 'e stays here." Stefan the hostler said to the sad girl. She gave a watery smiled at this. She wasn't going to be alone! She nodded in thanks to Stefan, as he went to get Peachblossom's tack.

Once Kel and Peachblossom were ready, they made there way through the palace gates, just stopping once to look back at the place which crushed her dreams. The gates closed with an audible clang. A clang she would never forget. And with that made her way out of the city of Corus, not stopping to look back again once, as the tears flowed hotly down her cheeks like a waterfall.

A/N: So what do you think? I think this is a veeeery boring chappie, but it was one of those sort of entry things which you just have to do! I promise it will get better in the next chapters!

I'll try and update soon, but my lifes preeeetty hectic at the moment, so please bare with me!

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