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Character Study 8 - Coggle Diagram

- - - - Kel danced on the bare stone flags,
        teeth chattering as she stripped off her nightgown. A colorful sight awaited her: fading yellow-purple bruises spread over her left side and mottled her legs. A bigger, red-purple bruise was just surfacing on her belly. Kel whistled, impressed in spite of herself.
    - - "Warriors get hurt. You don't have to like it, just live with it. And
        last night I got tired of thinking and worrying myself sick. I knew what had to be done, and I did it." She sighed happily. "I love it when that happens."
  - - - "Time was a man didn't have to deal with wild animals in the palace," he commented. "They aren't wild, exactly," she protested as he left the room, closing the door.
  - - - "Now they'll give me all kinds of grief, saying I got a girl to...hunh?" Kel sighed. "I didn't do it for you, all right? I wanted to pick a fight with them and you were there, that's all."
  - - - The blows hurt, but she let him have them. His pride was sore; she understood that. Her parents had explained it, the first few times that someone she had tried to help got angry with her. She wished that Merric had tried to hit his tormentors
        as well. He wouldn't be so angry if he'd gotten in a punch or two of his own last night.
  - - - Kel had thought long and hard about her gifts. Neal was easy: she gave him one of her lucky cats, since he never came into her room without looking at them. "With your tongue," she wrote on her note to him, "you need all the luck you can get!" Gower received a silver noble for the work he did in her room. Money would not have been right for Salma. Instead Kel gave her a silver hummingbird pin from her trinket box. The prince had been a source of worry. She thought it might be presumptuous to give him a present, but she really wanted to. She gave him a small Yamani painting of a bridge over a forest stream. The colors were dreamlike: grays, fadeblues and greens, stark browns. It always gave her a feeling of peace, and she hoped it would make Roald feel better about his coming marriage.
- - - - Kel had thought long and hard about her gifts. Neal was easy: she gave him one of her lucky cats, since he never came into her room without looking at them
- - - - "These immortals changed everything," he went on. "Many are out and about in all but the worst weather, which means we come out, too." "But most of them returned to the Divine Realms this summer," argued a third-year. "Didn't they?" "There are hundreds still in Tortall," Wyldon said grimly. "And hundreds more, once they breed. Only the monsters that came after Midwinter Festival last year were returned to the Divine Realms. That leaves plenty for us to deal with, one way or another. Any other questions?" The pages shook their heads.