Post by PeroxidePirate on Feb 1, 2010 11:35:41 GMT 10
Title: More than Pretty
Rating: PG
Length: about 350 words
Competitor: Uline of Hannalof
Round/Fight: 1/H
Summary: After the Scanran War, a lot of people deserve medals. Not all of them are soldiers.
Astride Hoshi, Kel could see over the heads of anyone afoot and quite a few mounted folk as well. She was surrounded by other knights about to be decorated for their deeds during the war. They would be the last to return to the palace after circling through the city, and presumably would receive the shiniest medals. Ahead of her ranged persons considered less important – foot soldiers at the very front of the parade, then the Queen's Riders, the men of the King's Own, a dozen or so squires... and, inexplicably, a group of finely dressed ladies.
“Merric!” She nudged her companion with her foot. “Why are there ladies in the parade?”
He shrugged. “Must be Riders.”
“No, ladies. As in, noble. In dresses. Riding side-saddle, even.”
“Where?” Merric stretched to his full height, leaning to look past the particularly large knight directly in front of him. “Gods, they're pretty!”
“They're more than that.” Owen rode up, proudly bearing his new shield. “Didn't you know? They're Shinkokami's Ladies – she has her own group, now, and so does Princess Vania.”
“Like the the queen's Royal Ladies?” Kel asked.
“Exactly like. Right before the truce, Princess Shinko and her Ladies fought off a war party sixty miles from Steadfast – away from the border. No one knows how they got that far, but without those ladies, the Princess would have been a goner.”
“Amazing,” Merric murmured.
Kel just grinned.
Then one lady turned, the jeweled net in her crinkly black hair catching the sun. Uline of Hannalof – no, it must be HaMinch by now – caught Kel's eye, and her face lit up with a smile. She lifted one hand and waved, gracefully. Hampered by shield and armor, Kel nonetheless managed a wave in return.
“Owen,” Kel said, suddenly realizing something. “I thought the Royal Ladies were like the Own – no one's allowed to stay in if they're married.”
“That's right,” he said, puzzled.
Kel said nothing more. But for the rest of the parade, she kept one eye on Uline and only half her mind on her duties.
Rating: PG
Length: about 350 words
Competitor: Uline of Hannalof
Round/Fight: 1/H
Summary: After the Scanran War, a lot of people deserve medals. Not all of them are soldiers.
Astride Hoshi, Kel could see over the heads of anyone afoot and quite a few mounted folk as well. She was surrounded by other knights about to be decorated for their deeds during the war. They would be the last to return to the palace after circling through the city, and presumably would receive the shiniest medals. Ahead of her ranged persons considered less important – foot soldiers at the very front of the parade, then the Queen's Riders, the men of the King's Own, a dozen or so squires... and, inexplicably, a group of finely dressed ladies.
“Merric!” She nudged her companion with her foot. “Why are there ladies in the parade?”
He shrugged. “Must be Riders.”
“No, ladies. As in, noble. In dresses. Riding side-saddle, even.”
“Where?” Merric stretched to his full height, leaning to look past the particularly large knight directly in front of him. “Gods, they're pretty!”
“They're more than that.” Owen rode up, proudly bearing his new shield. “Didn't you know? They're Shinkokami's Ladies – she has her own group, now, and so does Princess Vania.”
“Like the the queen's Royal Ladies?” Kel asked.
“Exactly like. Right before the truce, Princess Shinko and her Ladies fought off a war party sixty miles from Steadfast – away from the border. No one knows how they got that far, but without those ladies, the Princess would have been a goner.”
“Amazing,” Merric murmured.
Kel just grinned.
Then one lady turned, the jeweled net in her crinkly black hair catching the sun. Uline of Hannalof – no, it must be HaMinch by now – caught Kel's eye, and her face lit up with a smile. She lifted one hand and waved, gracefully. Hampered by shield and armor, Kel nonetheless managed a wave in return.
“Owen,” Kel said, suddenly realizing something. “I thought the Royal Ladies were like the Own – no one's allowed to stay in if they're married.”
“That's right,” he said, puzzled.
Kel said nothing more. But for the rest of the parade, she kept one eye on Uline and only half her mind on her duties.