Chapter 1
Elizabeth stood staring out her window with her shawl wrapped tight around her as she watched the storm pour down for hours now. She had convinced herself it had been a sign they had all been working too hard so she informed her workers that the rest of the week was theirs to do whatever they wanted.
Turning she made her way to her bed, she was content to just snuggle up during the storm with a good book, but of course nothing ever went her way. There was a knock at her door and a muffled voice she knew was Jacob's her right hand man said she had better come to the wall and see this.
Changing into her tight leather pants, her black tunic, and grabbing her bow and arrows from behind the door she headed out to see what the commotion was.
As she arrived at the wall she was confused, there stood her people, all in total complete shock of soemthing. Arriving at a free piece of the wall she leaned forward to see what had them captivated, but cursed loudly as she saw seven of the graves dug up.
"Who did that, I demand to know who disturbed the King and his knights,"
"No one went out there Liz," Jacob replied touching her arm and pointing in a direction for her to see, " No one touched them they have risen from the grave."
Elizabeth was in shock there standing in a small group most likely weak and tired and hungry in this storm, was seven faces she could not believe were alive. She shook herself out of shock and quickly turned fleeing down the stone steps towards the gate demanding blankets and water.
When she had what she needed she and Jacob rushed through the gate towards the field. When they arrived Elizabeth teared up in joy at seeing them, just happy to know she had been heard.
"My lord Arthur here please allow us to help you," Elizabeth quickly said as she grabbed one of the blankets and wrapped it over the shoulders of the king as Jacob did the same for Bors, and Dagonet, and Galahad, and then Gawain, as she quickly grabbed another blanket and gently wrapped it over the shoulders of Tristan who looked up at her but stared in shock at the marking on her face.
"Who are you my lady?." came Arthurs question light but serious.
"My name Is Elizabeth Morgan, and the new modern owner of Camelot, but time for questions can wait my lord let us get you out of this storm and into my nice warm castle," she replied pleasently offering her hand to Tristan who willingly took it.
Carefully Jacob and Elizabeth and two of the guards at the gate suceeded in getting the king and his knights safely indoors to the round table where she helped them sit by the newly installed firepit in the middle of the round table.
Grabbing the nearest girl she requested she rush and bring food, more water, and blankets for them. Before moving and making her way towards them took the soaked blankets and threw them in a pile on the other side of the table.
"You have not changed Camelot much,"
"Nay Arthur I changed it alot, modernized it to this time era," Elizabeth explained as she sat on the table while she waited for the stuff to be brought in to them, "You see Camelot was destroyed, years of neglect, erosion by the rain, sieges by other Kings and soldiers after you died. I had to rebuild Camelot, we started with my castle so that all had a place to sleep and eat and be safe and then slowly rebuilt the wall, took us a year for that, and now we are working on the village, homes and the famous tavern that I have already name Vanora's Bar after Bor's beloved Vanora,"
"Speaking of where is my spit fire, and all my bastards," Bors asked as he heard his beloveds name.
"Sir Bors it is the year of two thousand and thirty four, she is long gone I am sad to tell you as are your children, but my right hand man Jacob who aided me in helping you is your relative he is of your blood Bors,"
"My kids and kids and so on," Bors mumbled in shock as Lancelot clapped him on the back.
"Well done Bors you made sure that at least someone was alive to tell our tale,"
"Thats the sad thing," Elizabeth looked down as she didnt look forward to telling them this, "Your story is no longer popular, many dont know who you are expect those here in this new Camelot, that was my one rule for any who wished to live here they had to know the story the life of King Arthur and his knights. I remained loyal always have respected the stories of the great King Arthur and his knights, its why I bought Camelot, although a evil man tryed to buy it also I fought for it,"
"I am honored you have done so much for my land my lady we are truely indebeted to you for it and for helping us tonight,"
"Hush Arthur I did not do it to be indebeted to anyone I am a warrioress, not a queen, I rather fight and protect those I love then rule a land. As well you may all call me Elizabeth or Liz either works. As for Camelot, well Arthur what do you say to being King again?,"
"You would give me that right so soon after you have done so much for your people,"
"I was never queen Arthur I told them that all the first days they arrived, informed them that when the day came for the reborn Arthur to come home he would be KIng once more, now that your here they know that their King has come home,"
"Thank you Elizabeth truely," Arthur said as the maids came rushing in arms full of everything she had asked for.
"Excuse me," Liz said rushing fro the room. She couldn't breath she had sat there in front of her king, her knights, she landed on the floor few feet from the door in shock. It wasn't til someone laid their hand on her shoulder that she snapped out it.
"Are you alright,"
"Yes Dagonet, thank you, I just got overwhelmed back there it's not every day people you respected and idolized come back from the dead,"
"Aye that's true but come join us Arthur has declared you a sister," as Dagonet told her this her eyes widened in shock but still took the offered hand and together with Dagonet made her way to her room of brothers, and the man she loved, Tristan.
