Love's Test by Wolfsword
Chapter Four
Kaelin strode out of the tavern, irritated at her
predicament. Stubborn as mules and blind as bachae, the both of them! she
thought. She wound her way through the streets of Cularis as she thought over
her problem. They’re both scared, but do they know what the other is
feeling? Should I tell Xena? Should I tell Gabrielle? NO. They must come
together on their own. Kaelin wondered briefly where that particular thought
came from, but it quickly slipped her mind when she caught sight of Xena in the
Agora. Kaelin raised an eyebrow at the scene, remembering that Xena used to hate
market places. She waited in the shadows of a building until Xena had finished
purchasing something from a vendor and had the small package safely tucked away
in the space between her breasts. Kaelin smiled to herself, before noticing that
Xena had started jogging away from her. She began sprint after her prey, and
quickly caught up to the leather-clad warrior. Xena turned her head slightly,
and nodded to Kaelin.
“Just like old times, eh?” commented Xena.
“Yep and like old times, I can still beat you!”
laughed Kaelin, feeling the past spirit of competition flare between them.
“Beat me? You could never do that!”
They jogged in companionable silence for most of the
way, easily falling into rhythm with each other, their pace eating up the
ground. After some time, they spotted a well at the end of the street they were
running on, about twenty metres away. They turned their heads to look at one another at
the same time, each one grinning mischievously.
Without warning, they shot off towards the agreed
finish point, people scrambling to get out of their way as they rushed past.
They tore down the street, shoulder-to-shoulder, matching each other stride for
stride. Just when it seemed that they would finish equal, Xena put an extra
burst of speed at the end, slamming her hand down on the top of the well-rim, a
second before Kaelin.
Xena stood, leaning her hands on the rim, breathing
hard. Kaelin had slid down the side and was sitting with her back to the well
silently, taking in gulps of fresh air. Xena looked down at her childhood
friend, causing Kaelin to look up at her. Their eyes met for a second, before
laughter exploded from the both of them and it was a while before either of them
could speak. It was a welcome release for them both.
“I let you win,” chuckled Kaelin.
“Oh really, well, I let you lose,” Xena
responded, grinning.
When the giggles had subsided, Xena pulled the bucket
up from the well, and gave some to Kaelin, then drinking some herself. She sat
down next to Kaelin, bringing her legs up and resting her forearms on her knees,
as Kaelin was doing. They sat like that for some time, each thinking their own
thoughts. Xena smiled wistfully, remembering that this was how it always was
between her and Kaelin. No talk, but they understood each other perfectly. But
now, she had to break the silence.
“Do you remember the White Tree Incident, Kae?”
“Yes, very clearly.” Kaelin looked up at the sun,
“It was on a day like today that it happened, I seem to remember. I can’t
believe we were that childish.”
“Yeah, me neither.”
The Incident has started because Lyceus had found a
tree like no other in the forest surrounding Amphipolis. It was a white one, a
pure tree in the midst of many brown ones, standing taller than all the others
with many branches extending outwards. He had brought both of them to see it and
had proclaimed that it was his tree. Xena and Kaelin on the other hand had
different ideas.
“It should be mine. I’m older than you both. I
have the right,” a 12-year-old Xena had stated.
“Rubbish. I’m the smartest one here. Obviously
the tree is mine,” Kaelin had argued,
bringing herself up to Xena’s height, which she was nearly, despite being two
years younger and looking Xena in the eye.
“Hey! I’m the one who found the tree! Of course
it belongs to me!”
Lyceus had shouted, crossing his arms.
Then Xena made the mistake of saying she was the
strongest and a massive three-way ruckus ensued as each one of them claimed to
be the toughest. Neither one of them ever got the upper hand because as soon as
one had another in a hold down, the third party began attacking that person.
Eventually Kaelin had shouted for them to stop, because they were not getting
anywhere.
Kaelin then had suggested that whoever could climb the
highest in the tree would have the privilege of owning it.
“Its only fair, that whoever can top the tree, owns
it,” Kaelin had said, glaring at her two friends.
So they had climbed. Higher and higher they went, as
each one had pushed the others further, until they went past the cover of the
trees. Xena had been in the lead, with Kaelin close behind and Lyceus last,
because he was less proficient in his climbing skills. Soon they had neared the
top, using the thin branches to reach up higher.
“Wow,” breathed Xena, looking around at the view.
“Its amazing,” agreed Kaelin.
“You can see Amphipolis from here,” commented
Lyceus.
All three of them had stopped moving, but suddenly,
as Xena had shifted her weight on her branch, she had slipped and fell. Kaelin
had caught her, her arm snaking out to catch Xena’s in a warrior grip. But the
branch that Kaelin was standing on gave way under the extra weight and both of
them tumbled downwards, Kaelin’s leg catching on the small branch Lyceus was
on, sending him plummeting towards the ground as well. As they fell, they had
crashed through the prickly cover of the trees, thin branches scratching and
tearing at their skin.
Kaelin remembered thinking that they were all going
to die. But then she and Xena had landed with a thud on one of the thicker lower
branches. Kaelin had felt one of her ribs snap and she had rolled over in pain,
almost falling again. She had looked over at Xena, who had caught the branch as
she fell vertically. Xena had caught her brother as he plunged from the sky and
they were both now dangling from the branch, Xena with one arm gripping the
bough and her other holding on to Lyceus.
“Swing him,” Kaelin had grunted, as the pain of
her broken rib shot through her body.
She had twisted to lie on the tree branch on her
stomach, her hand ready to haul him up to the bough. With great effort, Xena had
started to swing him and he picked up momentum, until he could just touch the
branch with his hand. One more swing and he had grabbed it, Kaelin shoving him
up with her hand on his back. Xena had hauled herself up, her arm muscles
quivering from exertion, breathing hard. They sat there for several long
moments, getting over the shock of their experience. Kaelin lifted herself from
her lying position and sat back against the tree trunk, holding her injured
torso while Xena sat astride the bough and Lyceus lay face down on the branch.
Kaelin had looked down below and saw that they were still some way from the
ground. They made their way, slowly and carefully down the tree, finally
reaching the bottom as the sun was setting.
“It was an experience I’d rather forget about,
Xena,” Kaelin remarked as she came back to reality.
“I know. But, do you remember what we said when we
got down from that tree?”
“We said we would never compete for ownership of
anything again,” Kaelin replied, slowly.
“Yeah.”
“You’re right, I’m sorry Kae. I’m just being
a Bachae. Ignore me.”
“Wait. Xena you have to know that I have no
intention of seducing Gabrielle. I know when not to cross the line. Don’t get
me wrong, she’s damn beautiful, but I know when it’s useless to try.”
Kaelin looked straight at Xena, her words sinking in.
Kaelin got up quickly, and started walking away before Xena could respond. After
a while, she felt the presence of Xena walking beside her.
“I’m scared, Kae.”
“It's part of being human, Xe.”
“I don’t know if I can do it. I mean, if it
doesn’t work out, there’s no way we could ever still be friends. Things
would be too different. I know it
would kill me if that ever happened.”
“But if it does work, and I’m sure it will, then
surely that will outweigh anything you can think of. I’ve seen the bond between you and
her. It's surely unbreakable.”
Xena smiled gently at her friend.
“Since I grew up, my friend.”
Xena slapped her on the back and laughed. “You? You grew up?”
“Yep. Hard to believe isn’t it.”
Xena sobered and her expression turned serious.
“Ah… now you’re embarrassing me.”
“And you were my first weapons master. I remember
you were so much smaller than me, but somehow you knew so much about combat. How
could I not respect someone who could kick my butt from one end of the village
to the other?” Xena chuckled.
Kaelin couldn’t help but smile with her friend.
Xena saw that Kaelin was becoming depressed with her
train of thought. She reached over and put her arm across Kaelin’s shoulder
and squeezed.
That earned her a smile from her friend and they
continued back to the Tavern, chatting amiably about old times and things that
they never got the chance to talk about because of Cortese. When they reached
the inn, they saw Gabrielle outside, Argo standing patiently with her, their
belongings packed and slung over the horse.
“You took your time,” said Gabrielle as they
approached.
The two warriors looked at each other, knowing they
were about to get bollocked by a seriously pissed off bard.
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“Yeah, I know. We’re sorry. I think we ran
through every street there is in Cularis,” apologised Xena.
“Yeah, um, I should go and get my things and saddle
my horse. Start going, I’ll catch up,” Kaelin excused herself, glancing at
Xena meaningfully as she walked into the tavern.
Xena walked over to her horse, checking the
saddlebags. Then she reached up and vaulted onto Argo’s back.
Gabrielle seemed to hesitate before she shook her
head. Xena could tell by the way that she was standing that she was still
slightly irritated that she had been gone for so long. She looked up at the sun,
which was close to setting
“Thanks for getting Argo for me. To be honest,
I’d totally forgotten about her.”
“Its alright,” Gabrielle replied, curtly as they
started walking.
She actually had only just gone to get the horse. For
the past candlemark, she had been sitting in the room, thinking. She had no idea
why she had suddenly got annoyed when she saw the two of them walking towards
her. Surely she couldn’t be jealous of Kaelin. Well, maybe a little. She
was jealous of the attention that Xena was showing Kaelin. She was jealous of
the fact that Kaelin had known Xena before she had become the Warrior Princess
and she was jealous of their close relationship. But
I shouldn’t be. How can I be, when I don’t own her.
Xena couldn’t help
thinking that her offer last night of sleeping on the floor had something to do
with it. She had only said that because she didn’t trust herself enough to
sleep in the same bed, so close to Gabrielle. But she guessed now that Gabrielle
had taken it offensively. She sighed. It was like a constant pendulum swinging
between total ease and total friction between her and Gabrielle. And Xena had to
admit, it was making her very insecure.
Suddenly, there was a
commotion behind them, and they turned to see what was happening. From the
doorway of the tavern they had just left, they saw Kaelin being hurled out,
flying through the air to hit the wall of the building opposite. She slid down
the building, falling flat on her back, her face to the sky. A second later, the
two travellers saw the cause of Kaelin’s air travel, a giant of a man, emerge
out of the door from the tavern. He was carrying a curved sword and advanced
towards the prone figure of the warrior lying on the floor.
Gabrielle stood
open-mouthed as she watched the scene unfold. With a sick feeling in her
stomach, she realised that the man was about to murder the defenceless Kaelin
for some reason and she started to rush back up the street to stop him.
Unexpectedly, she felt a strong hand on her shoulder, preventing her from
running and she turned her head to stare at Xena. Is she just going to let
him kill her?! she thought, stunned. Xena’s face was impassive as she
looked on at the incident intently. She felt Gabrielle’s gaze on her and she
looked down at the bard and raised an eyebrow.
“Wait and watch,” she
said.
Gabrielle’s face screwed
up in confusion and she shook her head violently, not knowing what was
happening. She wrenched herself out of Xena’s grip and tore down the street to
help Kaelin. The man was standing over the woman’s still body, the sword
pointing downwards in his hand, ready to strike her heart. Gabrielle could see
his face was bright red and the muscles in his arm were quivering with anger.
“STOP!” cried Gabrielle
as she saw the blade flash downwards in the sunlight. NO, I’m too late, she
thought, wildly.
Even as she thought, she
saw Kaelin suddenly come to life, and twist her body up, her right leg shooting
out and connecting with the man’s knee-cap savagely. The man howled with pain,
but dropped the sword harmlessly to the ground and fell to the floor, clutching
his broken knee.
Gabrielle skidded to a halt
by the man and stared at Kaelin, who had stood up and was brushing some dirt off
her shoulder in disgust, totally unhurt. The warrior stepped over to the fallen
man, and grabbed him by the collar, pulling him close. She spoke something into
his ear that Gabrielle couldn’t hear, before drawing her fist back and
slamming it into the man’s jaw. Gabrielle flinched as she heard the crack that
indicated that Kaelin had broken it. The man toppled over, face down in the
dirt, out cold from the brutal blow.
“Can’t go anywhere in
this world without being recognised, eh,” she joked, carelessly.
Before Gabrielle could ask
what she meant, she heard a voice from behind her.
“What in Tartarus did you
think you were doing!?”
She turned to see Xena with
an annoyed expression on her face, looking at her.
Kaelin glanced worriedly
between the two and shook her head.
“Well, if you hadn’t
rushed off so quick, I would have told you,” Xena replied to Gabrielle,
seemingly oblivious of Kaelin’s statement.
“I was ‘rushing off’
to help someone who I thought was unconscious and was about to be skewered!”
“She wasn’t about to be
skewered. I knew. That’s why I told you to wait!”
“How was I meant to know
that? I didn’t know what was happening, did I? You could have explained it to
me, instead of standing there silently.”
“Why? A few more seconds
and you would have seen that everything was perfectly fine.”
"Well, I didn’t know what
her plan was. For all I knew, she could have been dead in a few more seconds!”
“And so could you, if he
had been a real threat.”
“If you’re telling me
that going to help someone if I think that their life is in danger is
wrong…”
“I’m not saying it was
wrong,” Xena commented, “I’m just saying that maybe you should trust me a
little more if I make a decision and don’t want you getting involved.”
“Oh really!
That’s so rich, coming from you. Do you ever follow me if I make
a decision?”
Xena opened her mouth to
reply, but was cut off by Kaelin.
She turned and whistled
three times, causing a jet black stallion to come trotting out of the stable.
She attached her satchels to the animal and leapt into the saddle, fastening her
twin blades to her torso.
“Yes, I am,” Gabrielle
replied, shoving past Xena and coming to stand beside Kaelin’s mount. “Mind
if I ride with you? I don’t think there’s enough space on Argo.”
Xena turned to stare at
Gabrielle and then at Kaelin. Kaelin darted her gaze between her two companions,
and opened her mouth to suggest that Gabrielle ride with Xena but Xena
intercepted her.
“Yeah, I think she might
be right. Argo always gets the jitters whenever she has two people riding on
her.” Xena responded, curtly, before whistling Argo to her.
Kaelin blew out a
frustrated breath and snapped her mouth shut. She reached out her arm for
Gabrielle to grab to mount the horse, praying for the patience to deal with
them. She watched Xena vault into her own saddle and then felt Gabrielle settle
behind her and wrap her arms around her middle. Oh, why me? she thought
to herself.
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