Ragnelle (sangasyouflew) wrote in refried_scenes, @ 2010-03-08 23:44:00 |
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Current mood: | determined |
Entry tags: | kay/ragnelle |
When she came downstairs the next morning with her arm in Kay's, the stares were like treasures, all for her and her change and her life back in her own hands. And it didn't stop her from planning to leave; she stayed discreet and checked the stables and kept her eye on the woods, and loved Kay fiercely at night but left him to his own devices during the day, while she pursued her own.
Which was all very well, to begin with. But two weeks pass, and she's still making excuses for herself, still finding reasons to stay another day or two, or at least wait for a little while.
And then Arthur organises his stupid tournament. It's a spring day, a good day for something outside, and most of the knights are back from the border, or quests, or whatever stupid things knights do. Everyone will be out at that; Kay's been busy, she knows, with fixing things for a luncheon on the grounds instead of in the feast hall. If there were ever a time to slip away it's now.
So despite the nausea sweeping over her she dresses in her plainest gown and plaits her hair up, and heads out to the stable to steal one of the King's horses.