Irony, PG (#1)

[Rojo]

Title: Irony
Rating: PG
Prompt: "colour"
Summary: Cleon's thoughts on colors

Cleon never could understand fief colors. What was the point, really? They did not protect anyone in battle; they did not earn favors at court. Besides, there were only so many colors to pick from, so some fiefs had to share. Some complexions did not go with some colors, so when certain lords or ladies came to court they always looked hideous.

But with some of them, came irony. As a squire, he had worn blue and cream livery, the colors of the Fief Mindelan. More importantly, they were Kel’s colors, when she was not dressed in the green and yellow (a combination he doubts even the gods could wear and make look good) uniform of Goldenlake. If she had to wear any clothing at all, he wishes they would be the colors of Kennan, of his fief.

He would prefer her wearing no clothing, though.

[Fenella]

Aw, it's kind of heartbreaking that Cleon walked around wearing Mindelan's colours for four years. I bet her family loved him, too.

Thanks for the insight into Cleon's thoughts (it's a place I don't venture alone...).

[ubiquitous]

Aww. Cute fic!

[Serenity]

I never understood all the Cleon hate, so this fic makes me feel warm, fuzzy, and sympathetic (all at the same time!). Good job, and the last line is especially winsome.

[girlcalledsun]

I always really liked Cleon, too. He's just a good guy.

[Rojo]

Thanks you guys!

[Anaroriel]

Ah, I agree. This drabble is lovely, and I always thought Cleon was a good guy too.

[Lisa]

This was delightfully Cleon-fuzzy, with the perfect balance of silliness and sweetness.

[samantha]

Aw Cleon. Such a sweetheart.

You've made me think of fief colours as being similar to school uniforms!

[k4writer02]

Oh Cleon. I like that even though he's thinking about clothes, he's doing it in a very masculine way (particularly at the end). In a world that feels like it's mostly about the girls, it's nice to see the guys' pov too.