"Extraordinary Girl"
She's an Extraordinary girl
In an ordinary world
And she can't seem to get away
He lacks the courage in his mind
Like a child left behind
Like a pet left in the rain
She's all alone again
Wiping the tears from her eyes
Some days he feels like dying
She gets so sick of crying
She sees the mirror of herself
An image she wants to sell
To anyone willing to buy
He steals the image in her kiss
From her hearts apocalypse
From the one called whatsername
She's all alone again
Wiping the tears from her eyes
Some days he feels like dying
She gets so sick of crying
She's all alone again
Wiping the tears from her eyes
Some days he feels like dying
Some days it's not worth trying
Now that they both are finding
She gets so sick of crying
She's an Extraordinary girl
an Extraordinary girl
an Extraordinary girl
an Extraordinary girl
-Green Day, American Idiot
Disclaimer: I don't own King Arthur or anything from paramount pics.
Chapter One
Her heart practically burst when she saw him dismount safely. To worry was silly she knew but she couldn't help it. She loved him so completely and to think that one day he might not come home was unimaginable.
But not any more, he would be free! She scoffed. Yes free…free to leave Britain. He always talked of leaving and now it came to it, she almost wished he wasn't free. But then, now he would be happy and that made her happy, even though he would soon be leaving.
"Beleth," She turned at her brother's voice. He was covered in sweat, dirt and blood just like the other knights.
"I take it wasn't as easy as originally planed?" She smiled as she gingerly embraced her brother.
"No, not completely."
"And the Bishop Germanius, he is safe?"
"Yes, he is in my quarters now, resting," She smiled.
"Good,"
"Yes, we shall soon be in Rome."
"Yes brother."
"I must go, I shall see you later." Arthur turned and walked into the Roman fort followed by the knights. Galahad turned and looked at her, she held his gaze until he disappeared into thecrowded streets of the town. She sighed, he probably only saw Arthur's little sister when he looked at her, not Beleth. She turned to go into her quarters.
Galahad sat in the pub as the others joked and drank. A sense of unease was quickly growing in his mind. He wanted his papers and he wanted to get out of Britain. Too be free and to live peacefully for the rest of his days. Something caught his eye.
He looked up to see Beleth striding across the courtyard followed closely by Bors brood of children. She had started to teach them their letters and numbers every night which Galahad admired.
Mind you Galahad would admire her if she did almost anything. She had always been the center of his attention since he arrived in Britain fifteen long years ago, but no one knew. He wouldn't embarrass himself by telling Beleth. She was destined to marry some proper Roman…well what ever it was that Roman men did, not some grizzly knight.
What did he have to offer her anyway? Nothing, that's what, he planed to leave for Sarmatia almost immediately after he received his release papers, and he doubted that Beleth would ever want to make the trek. Anyway it was well known that she was to go with Arthur to Rome. She was civilized, Galahad was almost the exact opposite...it would never work. But no matter how many times he told himself that it would never sink in.
His attention was drawn away from Beleth when Arthur strode across the road, when Jols called his name. Arthur didn't look happy.
Beleth was in the middle of correcting Gilly's G when her attention was drawn to the middle of the road. She saw Arthur surrounded by all the other knights, he was telling them something and they weren't receiving the news well.
Her amazement grew when Galahad lunged at Tristan; luckilyLancelot soon broke it up. She couldn't figure out what they were arguing about, but it was something big.