Post by PeroxidePirate on Feb 1, 2010 10:36:52 GMT 10
Title: Humility (Knightly Virtues VI)
Rating: PG-13
Length: about 275 words
Competitor: Uline of Hannalof
Round/Fight: 1/H
Summary: It's not easy to accept what has to be, but sometimes you have no choice.
“My lady,” Kel whispered, voice reverent. It was nearly evening, and they had been together all day, but still she was reluctant to leave. Uline's bed was wide and soft, surrounded by plush curtains that shut out everything else. Kel lay back against the pillows, Uline's head resting against her chest.
“My lady,” Uline echoed, kissing Kel's shoulder.
“I don't want to go,” Kel said.
Uline smiled.
“Could we have supper brought up?”
“I think that could be arranged.” Uline brushed the hair back from the younger girl's face. “But Kel, I'll be leaving Corus soon,” she added, somberly.
Kel tried and failed to keep the disappointment from her face.
“Her Majesty goes to Port Caynn to welcome the Carthaki delegation,” Uline explained. “And you'll be back to your training tomorrow, anyway.”
“We could still make time...”
“Could we?”
Kel tried to think of it, realistically: outside of the holidays, would a page's life ever leave time for days like this? And if they were reduced to hurried canoodling in alcoves and between lessons, would that be enough?
She didn't want to disturb Uline, so instead of shifting position, as she wanted to, she just turned her head away and closed her eyes.
“I never meant for this to go so far.” Uline's graceful fingers traced the shape of Kel's face.
“No?” Kel asked, fighting bitterness. “It's just something that happened? I'm just something that happened?”
“Kel, no! I really like you. But I didn't mean to start something I knew would have to end.”
“Then maybe you shouldn't have kissed me.” Kel got up and began to gather her things.
Rating: PG-13
Length: about 275 words
Competitor: Uline of Hannalof
Round/Fight: 1/H
Summary: It's not easy to accept what has to be, but sometimes you have no choice.
“My lady,” Kel whispered, voice reverent. It was nearly evening, and they had been together all day, but still she was reluctant to leave. Uline's bed was wide and soft, surrounded by plush curtains that shut out everything else. Kel lay back against the pillows, Uline's head resting against her chest.
“My lady,” Uline echoed, kissing Kel's shoulder.
“I don't want to go,” Kel said.
Uline smiled.
“Could we have supper brought up?”
“I think that could be arranged.” Uline brushed the hair back from the younger girl's face. “But Kel, I'll be leaving Corus soon,” she added, somberly.
Kel tried and failed to keep the disappointment from her face.
“Her Majesty goes to Port Caynn to welcome the Carthaki delegation,” Uline explained. “And you'll be back to your training tomorrow, anyway.”
“We could still make time...”
“Could we?”
Kel tried to think of it, realistically: outside of the holidays, would a page's life ever leave time for days like this? And if they were reduced to hurried canoodling in alcoves and between lessons, would that be enough?
She didn't want to disturb Uline, so instead of shifting position, as she wanted to, she just turned her head away and closed her eyes.
“I never meant for this to go so far.” Uline's graceful fingers traced the shape of Kel's face.
“No?” Kel asked, fighting bitterness. “It's just something that happened? I'm just something that happened?”
“Kel, no! I really like you. But I didn't mean to start something I knew would have to end.”
“Then maybe you shouldn't have kissed me.” Kel got up and began to gather her things.