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Summary: I had to change the summary. It is only going to be a slight Tristan and Vanora fic, it's going to be a secret affaire between the to of them. Its only going to last about one or two chapters, and with a twist at the end, also may have a songfic in the last chapter.
Chapter 1: New Knight:
Tristan walked amongst the dead Woads in search of undamaged or little damage done arrows. He had found only about five arrows and with a sigh put them into his quiver.
" I guess I'm going to have to make more," Tristan thought to himself as he checked his tack for the ride back to Hadrian's Wall.
" Tristan ride ahead, make sure the road back to Hadrian's wall is safe," ordered Arthur to Tristan, the scout nodded his head and mounted his grey warhorse and kicked it into a gallop. " Let's return back to the wall," sighed Arthur as he mounted his horse and kicked it into a trot. It was another one of those " a village is being attack go and put a stop to it" missions, they always ended in a huge slaughter of Woads but they usually easy which meant that the knights made it back to the wall with just a few scrapes, and bruises and that's all. The ride back to the wall was a quite one, the knights laughed and talked amongst themselves. Tristan came back, about half way through the trip.
" It's clear sailing from here to the wall," reported Tristan, Arthur nodded his head he was happy with the report. Tristan continued passed Arthur where the other knights' rode together.
" So Bors, are you planning to marry Vanora," questioned Lancelot giving Bors a questionable look.
" I've been trying to avoid that by getting killed," replied Bors making the knights laugh at the comment.
" Well I was planning to take Vanora and leave all the bastards with you," teased Lancelot. Bors just grumbled at Lancelot's comment and smacked him in the back of the head.
" Ha, I think number 8 fancies Tristan," chuckled Bors, all the knights turned their attention to the silent scout, Tristan just huffed in amusement.
" Yes, every fair maiden's dream to have Tristan the sulking scout bash through their door," Gawain said dreamy as he reached into his sidesaddle and pulled out an apple. He wiped it on his dirty sleeve and brought the apple to eye level. As he opened his mouth to bite into the juicy apple, it was shot out of his hand by a throwing knife that looked suspiciously like Tristan's. Gawain looked at Tristan, he was staring at the path ahead of them. " Oh, no you don't," hollered Gawain, who kicked his horse into a gallop to chase after Tristan's, who took off running once the words left Gawain's mouth. The other knights just laugh at the sight.
Arthur rode ahead of the knights; he heard horses' hoofs running up behind him. Tristan passed him laughing merrily, which was a rare and pleasant sight from the mysterious scout, and Gawain rode behind him yelling and curing, waving his axe in the air. At times Arthur felt like a babysitter for 6 naughty boys, not a command of 6-feared Sarmation knights. Arthur knew that his knights were some of the greatest warriors on this rock. Lancelot, Arthur's second in command could wield his two swords with the outmost power. Dagonet a giant of a man, at times could swing his board sword and destroy a wall, and at other times his rough hands could heal the wounded and play with Bors' children with such gentleness. Bors was loud and opinionated, and could cleave through his enemies with his two wrist blades, but he loved Vanora, dozen children, and his ale with a passion. Galahad was the youngest of the knights, he still had a hard time controlling his feelings and at time it got him in trouble; Gawain and him had a close relationship, like brothers. Gawain was one of the knights who keep their emotions in check; he also guided Galahad through tough times. Tristan was the best scout Arthur has ever had, and he has never seen someone so talented wit ha bow and arrow like Tristan. Tristan was also every skilled with his curved sword too, to Tristan battle was an art; Tristan never showed emotion, his face always unreadable, and he never said much. Arthur was proud to command such a force and to be glad to have such friends as them. Tristan and Gawain had stopped chasing each other around once we got closer to the wall. Arthur and the knights rode up into the courtyard, stable boys rushed forward to take the knights horses to the stable, and Vanora and Bors' dozen bastards rushed up to greet the knights. Number 8 rushed forward and jumped at Tristan.
" Tristan," the little girl screamed happily to see her favorite knight back in one piece. Tristan picked the red hair girl up and placed her into his arms.
" Hey you, have you be behaving yourself," Tristan asked with a rare smile on his lips. With his sharp ears he could hear the other knights behind him chuckling and whispering to each other, he chose to ignore them for now.
" Yep," the girl bounced in Tristan's arms, tugging on one of Tristan's braids, Tristan just chuckled lightly. Vanora watched the dark scout and her daughter, remembering the nights Tristan would sit with her and the children when their father was off getting drunk. Nothing happened of course, she loved Bors with all her heart, just it was nice to have someone help her with the kids and talk to. He had asked her not to say any thing to Bors or the other knights for he would never hear the end.
" Our cold hearted scout gone soft," he would imitate them to Vanora, she would just laugh at him. Yes her daughter had grown very fond of the scout, actually all the girl were fond of him. They said he was a handsome knight, who she must amite that she found him to be very attractive and did have a small crush, and they wish their husbands were like him, she just hoped they would never see him on the battlefield. For see had saw him one day and it frighten her, he was a hardcore killer, it was like he had a thirst for the blood that never could be filled or he enjoyed it, and when he got with her children he was as gentle as a lamb.
A man walking up to the knights broke Vanora thoughts; he had short brown hair and hazel eyes.
" Arthur," the man asked the crowed, he looked from face to face.
" Yes, I am Arthur," Arthur spoke up from behind his knights, breaking through them and standing in front of this mystery man. All his knights stood at a ready to fight, they put down children and were fingering their hilt of their swords. The man got down on one knee in front of Arthur.
" I am Lucuis, I'm here to serve you," the man announced to Arthur and the crowd, everyone just stood wide mouth in shock.
Author's notes: What do you think, please review and tell me if you like I will continue if you don't I'll delete. I though that maybe Tristan would have a soft side, cause I can see him having one just not showing it to the knights. Tell me what you think and if you got hints pass them down.