Here it is the sequel to "Worriers daughters never cry."
Hope you don't kill me.
The apprentice.
Chap 1: Why?
In the gardens of Hadrian's wall, Arthur's castle. Morgana is trying to teach me how to make a small object float. And for probably the millionth time I failed.
"Must we use a rock? Why not a feather?" I say opening my eyes. Morgana told me it would help me concentrate if I closed my eyes.
"A feather can be lifted by a gush of wind." Morgana says.
"My point exactly! Wouldn't that be more simple?" I say only half serious. I look op into the clear sky. "The knights are back!" I scream out.
"How can you sense that the knights are back when you can't even levitate a rock?" Morgana says visibly irritated.
"I do not sense it Morgana, I see it in the sky! That's Tristan's hawk!" I announce running off.
I run as fast as my feet can carry me. When I finally arrive at the wall that surrounds part of the city, I don't see two men, I see a small village plus two knights. I didn't expect to see them back so soon.
"Marian!" Lancelot yells dismounting, he walks over to me.
"Lancelot what are all these people doing here?" I ask a little shocked.
"We heard a rumor that you and Arthur where building a city, and all these people including Galahad and Gawain wanted to come back with us." Lancelot explains hugging me.
"Brother, is this the famous Marian?" A small curvy blond women says mockingly.
"It is lady Marian of the lake to you." I know it sounds cocky and arrogant but this women is rude and I always stand my ground.
The woman looks rather stunned with my comment.
"So you're the apprentice of the lady Morgana?" A smiling Galahad asks while walking up to me.
"Aye." I smile hugging him.
"What's so special about that?" The blond snorts.
"And who are you?" I ask rather aggressive, I rely on my power of intimidation and seem to tower over her as I speak.
"This Marian is my sister Letiza." Lancelot says determined to not aggravate me even more.
"Pleasure." I say coolly.
She just looks me over. Gawain seems to notice my irritation and storms over.
"Where is Bors?" He asks.
"Training Palomides." I smile.
"Who?" Galahad asks.
"My first knight." I grin, I see something move in the corner of my eye. "How have you been Tristan?"
"Fine.' He says trying to avoid my gaze. Why would he do that?
"Do you guys want to meet Palomides? Cameron will take care of these people." I say while signaling Cameron.
"I'm coming to." Letiza says. I really don't like her.
"Of course." I say with an obviously fake sugary sweet voice. "Now come along." I say and lead them to the training area. The knights ask me about how things have been, except Tristan who is even more silent than usually. There is something wrong, but I can't figure out what it could be.
I tell them to be silent as I point towards Bors and Palomides. Who were practicing sword techniques. Palomides had grown more handsome since he was brought here, and he was very strong.
"He is an Arab." Lancelot whispers.
"So?" I say flatly. "Bors! Palomides! Look who's here!"
Bors storms at them and hugs them all. (even Tristan.)
"Palomides these are the knights I told you about." I say.
"I recall." He says.
"You fight impressively." Galahad says to him.
Palomides looks at the ground and mumbles a thank you.
"I told you a million times Palomides, don't be so shy." Bors says while ruffling his hair.
"The four of you better go meet Arthur, I think he would love to see his friends again." I say.
"I think you're right." Lancelot says. "And Letiza I think its best you go back to the others."
The irritating blond sighs and walks of. I really don't like her.
"Bors, go with them I know you want to. You too Palomides. I have work to do." I smile and walk off to Morgana who while probably kill me for walking away like that. But instead of Morgana I see Gwen sitting in the garden.
"Gwen! What are you doing here? The knights are back!" I say running at her.
"I know Morgana told me, so I thought I would give them some time alone." She smiles. "So Tristan's back."
"I know." I sigh while sitting down in the tall grass. "He's acting strange."
"Its probably because he doesn't know what to say, tonight at the feast he will probably be back to his old silent self." Gwen says sitting down besides me.
"How do you know there will be a feast?"
"You know the knights. Any excuse to drink and seduce women, they would probably even celebrate if Bors pissing straight." She grins.
"You're right." I smile. "I'm warning you stay clear of Lancelot's sister, she's a real arrogant wench."
"So arrogance runs in the family." We both start to laugh.
"But Lancelot is nice, that girl in annoying." I say between laughs.
"Now you're probably right."
"My' lady's! My' lady's!" A boy yell running at us.
"Calm down boy. What's the message?" Gwen asks.
"Lord Arthur says that there will be a feast in honor of the knights return!"
"Thank you." Gwen says and then turns to me. "Told you so. Now do you have a dress that isn't white our silver?" She says referring to the dresses Morgana makes me wear during practice.
"Yes I have colored dresses." I say.
"Great than lets go see what you're wearing this evening." Gwen says jerking me up and drags me to my chambers where she looks through my dresses.
I sit on my bed watching her, occasionally hearing; maybe, no, never.
Suddenly I hear a shriek.
"This one!" She held out a midnight blue sleeveless dress with silver trimming. "I have the same one, but its green. I think I will be wearing that." She added thoughtfully.
"Fine! Go dress I will be at your room in an minute!" I say pushing her out the door.
"Okay, okay I'm leaving." She says.
I calmly dress in the very tricky to get into dress and walk over to Gwen's room. Actually Gwen and Arthur's room.
"Tough dress to get into isn't it." Gwen says pulling me inside.
"You can say that again." I smile as she pushes me in a chair. "What are you doing?"
"Braiding your hair, the feast is beginning soon." Gwen says.
"But is not even dark out yet." I say.
"You know the knights."
"I understand, the sooner they can start drinking, the better."
"I know you would get it." Gwen smiles.
After a minute out two. Gwen sends me out the door and tell me to go, she will be down in a minute. I start walking through the endless maze of hallways. When suddenly a hand grabs my arm and turns me around.
"What do you want?" I say to the arrogant blond sister of Lancelot.
"I just want you to know that Tristan's mine." Letiza says.
"What do you mean?" I snap pulling free from her gasp quite easily. She is getting on my last nerve.
"Tristan chose me, he bedded me. He wanted a real women, not a tomboyish girl" She said.
"Impossible." I say calmly. It is impossible, isn't it?
"Well lets go ask him." She says smirking.
"Fine, lets go." I say storming of. I hate that women. She brings me to the garden where the feast was. And I drag her to where Tristan and they other knights where, except Lancelot, he was probably with some woman. But Berg and Palomides are there.
"Tristan." I say. I really didn't want to speak about this in front of the others but I didn't have an other choice.
"Is it true you bedded Letiza?" I ask calmly.
Tristan seems rather shocked at my question so do the other knights.
"Answer please." But than I realize he doesn't need to answer I can see it in his eyes.
"Told you so." Letiza says in her arrogant way.
"Listen Letiza. Its time you know the truth. I have already had your man, and I sent him walking. And now I know everything, I think he's just the man for you, And I won't try to take him from you, he isn't man enough for me. And what makes you think he will be good to you?!" I say calmly but menacing. And walk of with my head held high. And leave the knights plus Letiza stunned. What did she expect? That I would beg him to stay with me? Please I'm a Gaul.
"Marian!" I hear Tristan yell. I can hear him coming after me and start to run. I'm barely in my room when he storms.
"Marian listen!" He announces calmly.
"Leave." I say just as calm.
"No. Not until you listen."
"Get out! I don't want to see you!" I scream, I think I just lost my cool.
"No. I'm not leaving."
I don't know what's coming over me but I grab a box that stands on the table and throw it at him. It barely misses him.
"Get out! Our the next one will strike it's mark!"
"Marian are you alright?" I hear Baruch's voice say, he and Palomides where standing in the doorway.
"When he leaves I will be alright." I say not looking at Tristan.
"Tristan I think its best you leave." Baruch says in his calm voice.
"Fine." Tristan says storming of.
"Palomides leave will you, you did well in getting me. And please don't think about what you wanted to do." Baruch says.
Palomides nods and closes the door after him.
"Palomides told you?" I ask. Yet I could only think of one thing, hurting Tristan as badly as I can.
"Don't be mad at him, he only wants the best for you."
"I sincerely hope you mean Palomides and not Tristan!" I say.
"Of course. But you shouldn't be so hard on Tristan." He says in his calm voice.
"What?! I'm pretending I didn't hear that!" I shout. How can he still defend that, that idiotic scout!
"Child, who says she didn't trick him?"
"What? she made him fall into her bed with his clothes off? I don't think she would stoop so low! And that he can be so stupid!" I shout while kicking the wall.
Baruch looks like he wanted to laugh, badly. But regains his seriousness.
"I still think he didn't mean it."
"Basdard! Mucc! Siùrsach!" I say.
"Do you haft to call them things in our tongue?" Baruch asks.
"Umpaidh! Gloibhc!" I keep going on with the swearing I don't really know how I'm restraining myself from grabbing my sword and killing one of them.
"Do you know that Palomides offered me to kill them both? He's worried about you. He's afraid you might do something stupid." Baruch smiles.
"I know Palomides is a dear friend." I say forcing myself to calm down. "And I think its best you leave Baruch."
He nods and leaves the room. As soon as he is out of the room I start swearing again, not in Gaelic this time.
"Ass! Pig! Whore! Bastard!" I scream out. Its very helpful. I hear a knocking. "If it isn't Tristan enter!"
"Its me." Gwen says entering. "I heard what Tristan did."
"Don't say that name!" I say.
"If it helps Berg hit him, very hard. Arthur and Gawain had trouble restraining themselves. And lets say Bors and Galahad looked ready to hit him if he said one word. Not to mention what Lancelot will do, you know who, hurt you with his sister."
"I hope he gets what he deserves and I hope I'm the one to give it to him." I say.
I and Gwen talk the whole evening, about how men are pigs. I don't really sleep well tonight, I keep asking myself the same question, Why?
Hope you liked it.
-xxx- BillieLiv