Warnings: I do not own the characters of King Arthur!

Chapter 1: Too much booze

Gawain aims at the leg of a chair with a knife from far away and he laughs. Tristan from the same distance aims at the very same knife Gawain had left, above a third one on the leg of the chair.

Gawain wondering what had just happened, half amused, half irritated said "How d'you do that?"

Tristan giving a bite to the apple he was holding pointed through his eyes narrowing them and responded "I aim to the middle".

Arthur was laughing that his great knights were so famously known around that island, had actually "aiming problems", which in the end helped them and made them the best archers in Britain.

Galahad had not paid much attention to the recent episode, for the girl sitting on his lap kept him entertained. Lancelot was gambling with dices, his temper rising for his loss. Dagonet and Bors were convincing Vanora to sing in the tavern. Some instruments started to play and all the knights raised from their seats and started dancing wildly. The scottish dancing was most appealing and everyone shared a smile on their face.

Everything was ready to go home. Although only Bors had a family to long to, Tristan would start the search for his son, whom he knew would be far away. The idea of being a father and only having seen his child once, filled him with desire to become a better man.

The rest of the knights had each other and did not conceive a life too far from one another, they were all brothers. Gawain, unstable in love as Galahad were as united as Lancelot and Arthur or Dag and Bors. Gawain and Galahad were the youngest and wereoftenly more protected by Tristan which was usually lost in his thoughts and in the care of his hawk.

Galahad at this time was too drunk to ccordinate his movements and clumpsily fell to the floor, resulting in his "companion" leaving with another man unknown to the close group, after taking some coins of his pockets.

Gawain, holding a large vase in his hand approached his best friend to see if he was still concious. He was clearly sleeping so he carried him away from the party and let him be, returning to where his other friends were.

From the dangerous woods surrounding Galahad, footsteps emerged. Strange footsteps they were, bare against the soil. The wholw body of the woman was pale and she gazed at the knight, who had opened his eyes, trying to figure out where he had ended.

Galahad got up and saw her standing in the night next to a big tree. "Hello" he said dumbly, and immediately fell to the floor over a stone, scratching his face, making tips of blood pour out. The woad girl, supposed to make an alliance between Arthur and her leader, Merlin, who had sent her, felt pitty for this beautiful man and carried him again towards thew tavern.

People at this image people stopped dancing, Vanora stopped singing and all the knights ceased their activities, drawing out their swords. Galahad, drunk as he was, fell to the floor, leaving her shoulders, dropping as good as dead. Missinterpreting the whole situation, Gawain ran to his friend, grabbing the woman and threatening her to death. Tristan, rational as always impeded him to act on impulse and anger but ordered some men to lock her away.

A frightened Vanora hugged Bors and the latter together with Dagonet carried Galahad to his room, above the tavern.

"He just seems drunk though" Dagonet broke the silence. "She could have made him no harm."

"And what were the bruises and blood on his face?" Responded an angry Bors, unknown that Galahad, after falling several times, was injured and was rescued by the enemy´, a woad.