Matchmaker

Chapter 1:

"..." speaking

'...' thoughts

Morgan walked along with her brother to the new room that housed the round tabel at Camelot. She had told her brother what Mrlin's plan was and was going to tell the knights.

"I don't know about this Morgan" Arthur stoped infront of the doors to the round tabel. "I really don't think there going to be thrilled about the idea of being married to awoman they don't even know." Arthur knew that the knights would only go along with the idea if his sister asked them, they would do any thing for her, except leting her play matchmaker.

"Arthur they need to be married, Merlin thinks it is the best for Camelot, besides they'll have plenty of time to get to know there future 'wifes' before they wed them." Morgan walked into the room with her brother behinde her. "My lords" she curtsyed before takeing her seat next to Arthur.

"Knights, my sister has news from Merlin." all the knights brought there attention to the newly cround princess, they all had adopted her as there sister when she had joined them at the wall when they first met Arthur, thow she had Arthur's confidence she looked and acted nothing like him. Her dark red hair came down the her waist, her complexion was pale and went well with her big green eyes. She was also much more outspoken then Arthur, which alot of times got her into trouble.

"Merlin has informed me that you all shall be...wed." she noticed that all the knights looked like they could kill something, or someone. Galahad started to pace around the room, Gawain staredout ina trance like state, Dag took it pretty well, Tristan started to sharpen one of his knives with a deadly look in his eyes, Lancelot stared at Morgan with an odd look in his eyes, and Bors tried to hide the very amused look on his face. "He also instructed me to find you suitable wifes." they all stared at her for a few moments and continued what they were doing.

"Who did you have in mind?" Dag was the first to speek, she shruged her shoulders in answer to his question.

"So does that mean you have know idea, or you just won't tell us." Lancelot spoke still staring at her.

"I have some idea yes, but i'm not sure yet. Look, i'm not happy about haveing to marry you all off but it's best that Camelot has heirs in the future, if it doesn't then it will never surive." Galahad walked over to her and gave her a hug, he knew she was in a tight spot. Arthur squeezed her hand in a silent way of telling her that every thing would be ok. Galahad bowed and took his leave, all of the knight tried to reasure her that they weren't mad at her and that they didn't blame her. Arthur soon left so only her and Lancelot was left. She took a deep breath and tried to clear her mind.

"Are you all wright?" she turned her head and saw that he had moved to the seat next to her.

"I'm so confused, I know that this is the wright thing to do but I hate to see you all..." she brought her hands in the air to try and explain herself.

"Hurt, depressed, mad." Lancelot finished with a smirk on his face. She laugh a little and noded her head.

"I love your laugh." he said siting closer to her, she leand over ready for his lips on hers but quickly stood up and left the room. Lancelot rubed his face in frustration and sighed leaveing the room as well.

'stupd, stupd, stupd.' she kept repeating in her head on her way to her room. She couldn't get involved with Lancelot, he was like a brothe to her, besides, he was going to get marry as soon as she found him a wife. 'All I have to do is find him a wife and then i'll forget about these feeling about him, right?"