Hey all!
Blue here! Wanted to try to write a Tristan and Isolde fanfic. I loved the movie, loved the story line but I hated the ending. So here is what I think what woudl've happend if Tristan had managed to flee the battle of the Irish and the Englishmen with the help of Isolde. But with one major difference, Isolde stays with Marke to help build the palace.
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"Tristan get on the boat please!!" Isolde said as she hurried him to the water with the help of Marke's men fpushing the boat along with him.
"I can't leave you Isolde" he said looking at her
"Tristan please!" she looked at him "like I said to you before. I want tof know that you are alive somewhere thinking of me from time to time. I want to know that there is more to this life and I can't know that if they kill you"
"What about you?"
"My place is here with Marke, to help build the kingdom. To make it strong. I may be with Marke but my heart does belong to you. And hopefully in time you will find someone that you can call your own and love her like you have loved me"
"Tristan get out of here now before they find you!" one of Marke's men told him
"But I need to stay here and fight!" Tristan said
"No, you've done enough. Now go"
"Goodbye" he said simply as he got into the boat. Isolde helped him push the boat and watched him until he drifted away out from her sight. She returned back to the castle where she was put in a safe place.
Days passed, Tristan was still trying to get over that he and Isolde could never be together, he tried to run away to a secluded place just on the coast of England. He had reached a coast in his little boat. He pulled it onto shore and fell on the sand, knees bent. "ISOLDE!" He cried in anguish. He fell with his whole body onto the sand now. He was distraught and plus the exhaustion he collapsed, his long brown curly hair covered his eyes and face. From afar a girl saw what just had happened; she was reading her book on the sand. She got up and ran toward Tristan. She fell to her knees and took his face into her hands. His face covered in sand, she tilted her head and took a better look at him. She brushed his hair aside. She tilted her head to get a better look at him and smiled. Tristan's eyes fluttered a bit and his eyes opened. He immediately sat up. Tristan got in a little bit of a shock "Wh…h…who are you?" he asked her
"I should be asking you the same question" she replied. She had a mix of an Irish and English accent but the Irish in her stood out more.
"You're…Irish" he breathed out
"And you're English" she said in shock as she stood up. Tristan stood up too to get a better look at her. Her hair was really long, it went past her waist. She was only an inch smaller than he was and she had fair skin, a button nose, luscious lips and her eyes were deep dark brown. "You're a knight" she said as she looked at his armour and walked away. Tristan didn't know what had just happened but he followed her. She turned around and saw him "Can I help you with anything?"
"I need a place to stay"
"I don't think you can" she shook her head "not here…you can't"
"Wh…why not?"
"It's dangerous for an English man to come here…especially during the war…traitors get killed and I don't want it to happen to myself or my family….I don't want to be in that position…I'm sorry"
"Please" Tristan said looking into her eyes "I don't know where else to go"
The girl looked at him and sighed "Follow me" she walked ahead and then she stopped and looked at him "You look exhausted"
"Yes me lady…very" he nodded, he still was trying to catch his breath back
She stood there hesitating "Come on" she said as she put his arm around her. They began to walk. A few minutes later they had reached the cottage to where the girl had lived. From afar you could see a woman on the porch hanging up blankets fresh from being clean. "Mother!" she yelled. The woman ran toward them. Her little twin brother and sister ran up to her too
"Oh my…what do we have here?"
"Lea! Lea! Who is he? How did he get here?" her brother and sister was jumping around asking so many questions. Tristan looked at the twins and smiled
"He collapsed on shore, obviously been travelling for a while…he doesn't have anywhere to go. Please can he stay here?"
"Sure" she smiled. Then her father and older brother had walked into the conversation
"What do we have here then?" he was obviously English.
"I need a place to stay" Tristan said
"English" her father said in surprise "haven't heard that accent in a while" he chuckled "don't worry you can stay here." Her older brother and father looked at each other. "Anyone here is welcome" he said as he helped his daughter carry Tristan into the house.
"Yay!" the twins smiled.
It was a quaint home, small yet elegant. They took Tristan up to the room for him to rest. The girl exited the room followed by her mother and father.
"Let him rest for a bit my darling" her mother said to her "it was the right thing that you brought him here". She nodded and went back to the beach to continue her reading. As she was walking back she was thinking.
'Why was he on a boat in the first place?' it was none the less playing on her mind for quite a bit.
It was sunset now and soon night was going to overcome the beach. She decided to read one more chapter and then head on into the house for dinner and to check on her guest. "He had entered the palace walls and stealthily made his way to the princess' window an-"
"And inch-by-inch he made his way up to her window, the thought of seeing the lady that he loved powered him to climb further" Tristan finished. The girl looked up at him "My mother used to read it to me when I was a child"
She smiled at him and closed her book "This is one of my favourite stories" she said as she placed the book on her lap.
"Mine too" he said as he sat next to her. As he did Tristan flinched and then he grabbed his stomach.
"Are you ok?" she looked at him
"I'm fine; the boating accident didn't really help my landing to shore"
"If you have injuries…you should be resting"
"I'm fine me lady…I assure you"
"Very well then" she nodded "if you insist"
"You were going to say something about that book" he said looking at the hard covered scarlet red book that was placed in the girls lap
"Oh...yes…I was going to say it is a very sad book…tragedy really but the relationship that these two had was amazing…it brings a lot of meaning to what lengths people do for love…or at least that's what I think it means"
"I never thought of it that way" Tristan said.
"So, your mother used to read this book to you when you were a child? What of your mother and father?"
"They were killed" he answered looking down at the sand
"By what?" she asked him
"Irish kindness" he said sarcastically. He knew it made her feel awkward.
"I'm sorry to hear that" she shook her head "really I am. I personally think that the waring between the two countries is absurd. I'm one to voice my opinion, but mother said it's not right for me to be saying things like this out loud. But peace is all we want and need. For the both of our countries, to stop the bloodshed"
"I couldn't agree more" he smiled at her "and what of your parents? You don't seem to have a strong Irish accent and your father is English am I right?"
"You're correct" she nodded "my father is English, my mother is Irish. He rescued her a long time ago in the time when people his age were feuding. She was supposed to be a slave, but he fell in love and well…he took her here and they got married"
"Irish and English. Seems absurd for the pairing of the two isn't it?"
"Not if it is for love and not for honour or duty" she looked at Tristan with that sparkle in her eye.
The wind was warm and relaxing, bits of his hair was flowing in the breeze and so was the girls next to him "I never got the chance to say thank you for taking me into your home"
"It was nothing good sir" she smiled at him
"And I forgot to ask you…what is your name me lady?" he bowed his head
"I think its best we don't bother with names" she shook her head
"But how can I thank you if I don't know your name?" he looked at her
"You just did, but if you insist. My name is Lea" she bowed her head too
"Tristan of Aragon" he said as he took her hand and kissed it
"It is very nice to meet you Tristan of Aragon, I hope that your stay here is pleasant" she said as she got up and began to walk "if you'll excuse me, I must go into the house and retire…as you can see night is approaching"
Tristan got up and followed her "How old are you me lady?"
"I am eighteen"
"You should be married at that age"
"I never liked the thought of me marrying for the sake of it…I want to marry for love not for anything else" she looked at Tristan "and you?"
"Nineteen"
"Married then?" she asked "surely there is a lass out there back in Briton that you call yours"
"No" he vigorously shook his head. The thought of the word 'marriage' had made him think of Isolde and Marke who married in order to keep peace between England and Ireland despite the war that was going on. Lea looked at him and saw the expression that had shown on his face.
"I can see that there is something I said that has offended you...I'm sorry Tristan forgive me" she said as she walked faster
"Lea" Tristan said as he ran up to her
"I am sorry if I have offended you my lord, you will never here such things from me again" she said as she stared at the sand while she walked
"It wasn't your fault Lea" he said looking at her while the two headed toward the house "I forgive you"
Lea looked at him and smiled "I didn't realise that my words would cause you grief"
"In your defence me lady, you didn't know what would cause me grief…it was merely an accident"
"Thank you" she bowed "for being understanding my lord"
"Lea" Tristan began "you don't have to call me that"
"You're a knight or conqueror…either way you do need some respect"
"I don't want to be treated differently to you…just call me Tristan"
"Ok…Tristan" Lea smiled. Tristan looked at her and chuckled and the two headed to the house. As the two entered the house, the walked into the dining room where her parents, her older brother and twin brother and sister were already seated at the dinner table ready to eat.
"We've been waiting for you Lea" her father said
"Forgive me father…I was…" she trailed off and then looked at Tristan "distracted"
"That's alright; as long as you were safe…anyway let's eat" her mother said grabbing her fork
"As delicious as the meal looks mother, I am going to have to pass…I am not really hungry…I just want to rest in my quarters" she climbed the stairs and left Tristan with her parents. Tristan wondered if she had a reason to leave him but then she came downstairs "Mother, father" Lea smiled "Tristan has some injuries that need attending to" she said as she climbed down the stairs "I'll look after him" she said as she took Tristan by the arm and took him up stairs. She took him into her bedroom and closed the door.
"Uhh Lea" he said getting a little uncomfortable
"Disrobe" she said as she leaned against the door
"What?" he asked in disbelief
"Disrobe" she repeated as she started to unbutton his top
"What are you doing?" he asked
"I'm tending to your wounds…what did you think I was doing?" she asked and lightly smiled
"Oh…I'm sorry I didn't realise-"
"Its ok…the bigger issue is to make sure that you're wounds are tended to and that you are cared for until you heal"
"Thank you" he smiled
"Its nothing" she shook her head "just lay down"
Tristan lied down with his shirt off. Lea looked at him, she saw his body and she couldn't help but smile on the inside.
"Now…what do we have here" she said sitting beside him and looking at his stomach area. "Does it hurt here?" she asked as she touched his stomach.
"No" he shook his head
"Here?"
"No" Tristan shook his head. Lea moved her hand to just above his belly-button and pressed down. Tristan flinched
"I guess that's the spot" she said rubbing it a bit. He kept flinching and breathing hard "Tristan I know it's painful but it will get better soon…I promise" she smiled at him
Tristan looked at her "I trust you"
"I'm glad you do" she smiled "now you wait here…I need to grab something downstairs" she left the room. She went downstairs to where her parents were still eating.
"Back already? That was a quick rest" her father joked "where's that strapping young lad that brought into the house?"
"I'm tending to his wounds…I need to grab some bandages, some oil and some herbs" she said as she rummaged through the shelves
"He seems like a nice guy" her mother smiled
"Mother…please" Lea said as she rolled her eyes. She knew that her mother would bring the subject up about her and her relationships with guys.
"He's tall" one of the twins said
"Yeah he is" Lea chuckled as she grabbed the oil and bandages
"When can we see him again?" the other
"Tell you what Christian and Christina…maybe later when he's better" Lea said as she patted their heads
"What's his name?" Christina asked
"Tristan" Lea smiled as she said his name
"Hey! That rhymes with my name…Tristan…Christian!" Christian smiled
"Hmm yes it does" Lea smiled at her little brother "I better go upstairs…Tristan is in a lot of pain right now" she climbed the stairs. She had reached her room and took a deep breath and knocked on the door "Tristan…can I come in?"
"Uhh…yes me lady" he called out. Lea opened the door and Tristan was still the same just as she left him
"Hey" she smiled as she sat on his bed. "Ok…I have some oil here, and then some herbs just to ease the pain for you and a bandage to tighten up the muscle…how does that sound to you?"
"Alright" he just nodded
"Ok" Lea said as she poured the oil in his injured area. "Tristan I'm going to press hard but it'll only be for a little while" she said as she pushed down. Tristan breathed hard and tensed up "I'm really sorry that this hurts" he started massaging the area and slowly Tristan eased up and looked into her eyes "Better?"
"Much me lady" he smiled at her "thank you"
"Good" Lea said she unravelled the bandage and put it around him "can you please sit up?" Tristan sat up and Lea wrapped it around him, their faces were really close to each other, while Lea was wrapping the bandage around, Tristan would look at her, and she too would catch a glimpse of him "there you go" she smiled. Tristan lied down and Lea covered him with a blanket. "Sleep well Tristan" she said heading to the door.
"Wait" Tristan said sitting up with great difficulty "Lea…wait"
Lea turned the knob but turned around "Yes?"
"Where will you sleep?" he asked "this is your room isn't it?"
"Yes" she nodded "but you need this room more than I do"
"I don't want you to sacrifice your room for me"
"I insist…Tristan…you're injured and you need to rest" she said "Goodnight" she went outside and closed the door
"Goodnight…me lady" Tristan trailed off
Lea had exited and headed downstairs to the dining room "So where's Tristan?" her mother asked
"He's resting…he was in a lot of pain…hopefully not as much anymore"
"Is he sleeping?" Christina asked
"Yes" Lea nodded
"Aww" her brother and sister said in union "we wanted to play"
"I'm sure when he gets better he'll play with the both of you"
"Where are you going to sleep?" her mother asked
"I don't know…I thought it would be necessary if he had my room to heal"
"But darling there are no more rooms in the house…why don't you go up there and share a room with him"
"What?" Lea asked
"You heard mother…don't make me repeat it…there is a spare mattress you can take it and sleep there…I don't trust the twins in the same room with you…they might paint your face or something" her older brother joked
"Knowing you Darrien…its most likely that you will do that to me rather than the twins" she laughed
"She does have a valid statement Darrien" Christina said
"Yep…she is…we don't play tricks on Lea…" Christian trailed off and then smiled angelically "…only you"
"Why you little-" Darrien almost said
"Well…I'm going to bed now…I'll just grab the mattress now and drag it into my room" Lea interrupted as she climbed the stairs
"Darrien…go and help out your sister" her mother ordered
"Nah…she can do it" Darrien said as he spooned a large amount of potatoes in his mouth
"Aww thank you so much for being such a gentleman Darrien" Lea rolled her eyes in sarcasm
"I am too a gentleman!" he called up
"Whatever" she called from upstairs. She headed toward the basement where they keep their extra mattresses. She dragged the mattress toward her bedroom and while she was, she heard her brother snickering at her. She reached her bedroom door, not surprisingly this was her first time that she was nervous ever going in her room. "Ok…if I just close my eyes and sneak in, he won't even notice that I'm in there" she turned the knob slowly and moved backwards pulling the mattress toward her. She was about to take another step but then there was a creak in the floorboards "How many times have I asked Darrien to fix that squeaky floorboard?" she said to herself as she closed the door. Tristan sat up
"Lea?"
"Uhh...Hi Tristan" she smiled "I'm just going to sleep on the floor here, there aren't anymore rooms in the house" she said as she pushed the mattress down next to Tristan's bed.
"Did you bring a blanket with you?"
"Yes I did" Lea nodded "thank you for considering me." She lied down and put the blanket over her head "Goodnight"
"Lea" Tristan said as he leaned on his side to face her
"Mmm?" she asked still underneath her blankets
"I feel guilty that this is your room and yet you're sleeping on the floor while I'm sleeping on your bed"
"Like I said Tristan it's not a big deal" she said uncovering herself from the blankets "it's just a place to sleep…there's nothing to feel guilty about such a matter…it's…insignificant" she smiled at him to assure that he didn't have to feel guilty
"Are you sure you're ok with me sleeping in your bed?"
"Yes I'm sure" Lea nodded "just save your energy and sleep" she said as she turned her back on him. Tristan lied on his back and stared at the ceiling
"Lea"
"Mmm?" she asked
"Thanks for everything" he smiled
"Heh" she chuckled "you're welcome" she said as she closed her eyes. Tristan did the same and while he did he reminisced on the events that had just happened and the new friend that he had made. He closed his eyes, but all he could see was Isolde's face. He forced those thoughts out of his head and closed his thoughts and eyes and tried to get to bed.
Weird I know to have the movie Tristan and Isolde put in misc.movies. I would've thought that there would've been heaps of fanfics about this but wow, I guess I was wrong.
Till the next chapter!
Blue Butterfly