Fic: Feelings (Legend of the Seeker - Cara, Kahlan, Dennee) 1/1
Continuing my brief writing flings of 2013 - here is a double drabble featuring two ladies I found so late in my journey (finally loved them, wanted to write something, this is all I could manage!)
Title: Feelings
Author: mrswoman
Fandom/characters: LotS - Kahlan, Cara, Dennee
Disclaimer: These characters and situations do not belong to me in any way, shape, or form. I have borrowed them as part of my sanity maintenance.
Word Count: 200
Summary: What was it Kahlan was feeling?
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It wasn’t that Kahlan was jealous, far from it. It was just every time she found Cara and Dennee together she could feel something tugging away at her insides, causing more questions than answers.
Anger, when she found them toe-to-toe, Cara’s agiels at the ready and Dennee’s hand wrapped around Cara’s neck. Why couldn’t they get on for her sake?
Guilt, when she found Dennee in floods of tears, and Cara tentatively resting her hand on Dennee’s lower back. Why had she thought bringing Cara to Aydindril was the right thing to do?
Thankful, when she found them standing side by side, watching over some sparring guardsmen, both with a smile on their face. Were they finally starting to get along?
Pride, when she found them sitting together, pouring over maps and war orders, working out the Home Guard’s next move. Who would have believed these two minds, together, made such great strategists?
Happiness, when she found them holding hands, laughing out loud at something Cara had whispered in Dennee’s ear. When had they become so close?
So now, when she found them kissing passionately, oblivious to their surroundings, what was it she was feeling…
… Cara was *her* Mord’Sith.
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Thank you for reading.
Title: Feelings
Author: mrswoman
Fandom/characters: LotS - Kahlan, Cara, Dennee
Disclaimer: These characters and situations do not belong to me in any way, shape, or form. I have borrowed them as part of my sanity maintenance.
Word Count: 200
Summary: What was it Kahlan was feeling?
***
It wasn’t that Kahlan was jealous, far from it. It was just every time she found Cara and Dennee together she could feel something tugging away at her insides, causing more questions than answers.
Anger, when she found them toe-to-toe, Cara’s agiels at the ready and Dennee’s hand wrapped around Cara’s neck. Why couldn’t they get on for her sake?
Guilt, when she found Dennee in floods of tears, and Cara tentatively resting her hand on Dennee’s lower back. Why had she thought bringing Cara to Aydindril was the right thing to do?
Thankful, when she found them standing side by side, watching over some sparring guardsmen, both with a smile on their face. Were they finally starting to get along?
Pride, when she found them sitting together, pouring over maps and war orders, working out the Home Guard’s next move. Who would have believed these two minds, together, made such great strategists?
Happiness, when she found them holding hands, laughing out loud at something Cara had whispered in Dennee’s ear. When had they become so close?
So now, when she found them kissing passionately, oblivious to their surroundings, what was it she was feeling…
… Cara was *her* Mord’Sith.
***
Thank you for reading.