A/N: Okay, I know, I should be updating my other stories, not writing something new. (ducks the rancid beef that is flying through the air) Believe me, I want to update my other stuff, but I'm waiting for my laptop to start functioning again because I don't want chapters to one story scattered across two or three different computers. There's my defense so stop throwing the meat!

Disclaimer: Kel, Dom, Neal, and Yuki do not belong to me, if they did Yuki would mysteriously disappear and Kel would be juggling two men. (Perhaps they'd have a threesome, but that could be gross considering two of them are related.)

I make my way out of the palace, somehow losing Neal and Yuki along the way. She is pregnant, again. This will be their fourth child, but Neal still clucks over her like she is an inexperienced chick. They are so happy together and I'm happy for them, but sometimes envy hits me like a lance in the chest when I'm around the two. I have no one to lean on like that. For me there is no comforting embrace to turn to when things get rough.

I remember when I was younger and thought that I would never want to marry and have kids, how naïve I was. Now I yearn for these things, but I know these dreams will never be fulfilled. There is no one for me. I am the 'Lady Knight' and 'The Protector of the Small', not Keladry, wife and mother. No, those are two titles I will never hold. It is such a depressing thought.

Walking down the crowded street I glance at what the vendors have to offer, occasionally stopping to finger a trinket or two. The colors and smells of the city can be overwhelming, but today it is just what I need. It's nice to be able to melt into a crowd where nobody recognizes me or showers me with reverence over my 'heroic' deeds.

My growling stomach alerts me to the hour. It is late now, past time to head back to the palace for dinner. I would never make it now, I realize as I glance at the falling sun. I glance around, hopping to see an eating-house nearby. Instead my hazel eyes clash with sharp blue ones.

My heart skips a beat as it makes a trek to my throat. Feelings I thought long suppressed rush back. I cannot believe that I still love him. Its simply impossible, I haven't even seen or heard from him in almost ten years. Of the thousands of people who live in Corus, how is it that he is the only one I truly see.

The chance for escape vanishes as he takes a step towards me. Tentatively I take several of my own in his direction. As I stand there, facing him, the world seems to slow then everything goes still. We stand there and indulge in idle chatter. He inquires about his cousin, still referring to Neal as Meathead. When he asks me how I am I shrug it off, simply saying, "I can't complain, things are going just fine."

It is now that he hugs me and whispers in my ear, "Gods, I've missed you." The words and the gesture a wake hope in my heart, maybe he feels the same way I do.

Then the petite blonde approaches, she is the kind that many would refer to as court beauties, the word ravishing also comes to mind. She walks right up beside him and wraps her arms around his waist. Before he even says anything I know, but I do now want to believe it. He opens his mouth then, and says the words that make my world stand still again, "This is my wife."

Placing an arm around her shoulders, he performs the introductions. In the shock of it all I don't register her name, but with a smile plastered over my Yamani mask I shake her dainty hand. Then they have to go. I am left standing on the narrow reoad with a fake smile.

I turn away then, forgetting about my hunger. Walking back to the palace, the only thing I feel is this aching in my heart saying I love him still.

Fin

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