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...Epilogue...
Galahad sat alone at the bar in Caer-Legions, his face glum as he stared into his mug of ale. Vanora who was watching him from the corner of her eye, sighed in despair at the man's melancholy mood, as she fed several of her brood, tucked away in a corner.
When Bors walked into the tavern, she jerked her head in the younger man's direction and her man gave a silent nod before walking over to him. 'Galahad!' he called, but received no reply in response. Bors slunk over and flung his arm over the younger man's shoulder, 'Stop sulking pup. Yer woman woul'n 'ave wan'ed i'.' he said nonchalantly.
Galahad glared up at his brother in arms, 'I am not sulking.' he growled, taking another swig from his ale. It had been several months since the battle with the 'People' as the group of Woads had called themselves, and Galahad could never thrust the memories of that day completely from the edge of his mind.
'Ooo you be'er look ou' 'ere she comes!' Bors cackled mercilessly at his friends expense as Kalyna sauntered over to the bar top. News that she had locked him out for being too drunk the night before, had passed like wildfire around the inhabitants of the inner bailey.
Galahad took another drink from his ale, staring resolutely ahead as Kalyna leaned on the bar, facing him. Neither realised that their little scene was drawing an audience as Gawain and Lancelot peered around the door frame and sniggered to each other as they stepped in the room.
'I see my message didn't get through to you last night.' Kalyna said with mock disappointment, heaving a great sigh, 'It is barely noon and yet you are already drinking. I hope you are not sulking that I locked you out.'
Galahad glared at her 'I am NOT sulking!' he sulked, 'Why does everyone alway accuse me of it! I did nothing wrong last night and I did NOT deserve to be locked out!'
Kalyna raised here eyebrows at him, her face suddenly serious, but her eyes still twinkling. 'Oh really? Well as I recall, you were that drunk that you mistook me for a tavern whore and a tavern whore for me!' she informed him solemnly, not a facial muscle out of place.
The other knights in the room snickered, as they swaggered over to Bors and watched Galahad's face turn bright red. 'I-I-I didn't!' he stammered, looking at her aghast 'Did I?'
'You did.' Tristan replied in a matter-of-fact manner, suddenly appearing at one of the nearby tables, slicing an apple.
Galahad stared aghast at his mug of ale, and pushed it aside, 'I-I-I don't remember, I didn't mean...Kalyna can we go somewhere else quiet for a moment?' he glowered at his fellow knights who were almost crying with laughter, even Tristan cracking a half-smirk.
When Kalyna straightened up, Galahad dragged her by the hand out of the tavern and into the stables, leaving the good-natured cackling laughter of their friends behind them.
'Was I really that drunk?' Galahad rounded on her as soon as they were inside.
Kalyna smirked, 'Yes you were actually,' she replied, ''You pledged your undying love to the woman.' Galahad groaned and sank down onto a hay bale, covering his face with his hands. 'I was laughing right along with the others until you thought you'd try and shove your hands up her skirt, after all I had had a couple of drinks also.'
Galahad looked up at her with an absolutely mortified expression on his face and Kalyna couldn't help but collapse in laughter at the poor mans face. 'Whose idea was it to shave my beard then?' he grumbled 'Was that part of retribution? I woke up this morning to a cold face and I only just discovered an hour ago why that was exactly.'
Kalyna quelled her laughter as she flopped down on the hay bale next to him, taking one large callused hand in hers. 'No actually, you did that yourself,' she smiled up at him, 'You decided you looked like you were an old man and needed to shave in front of the others to prove you were not. Do not worry though, you look years younger.' she added with a smirk and wink.
Galahad groaned again, reaching a hand up to rub his freshly shaved chin 'I look like a child.' he decided glumly.
'Never!' Kalyna admonished him, 'You look every bit the young, handsome, dashing knight you are!'
His eyes twinkled as a slow smile stretched across his face in response, 'I like the sound of this, maybe I should go permanently clean shaven like Arthur.' Galahad mused, standing up and pulling Kalyna to her feet. When she was by his side, he reached up and ran his fingers down her cheek, 'I am sorry, can you forgive me?'
'I already have. I know you were grieving for Augustus, but it was not your fault.' Kalyna pressed her palm to his cheek which he leaned into, closing his eyes as if in pain.
'I know, but I keep seeing him lying there dead on the ground,' Galahad whispered, his eyes looking up to meet hers, 'and you. I keep seeing you jumping in front of me and taking that arrow.'
'I am fine, I'm standing right before you after all.' Kalyna tried to smile at him, but failed as the fresh scar on her chest twitched. 'I had to look after you - you would have gotten yourself killed if I wasn't there after all!'
Galahad smiled wryly up at her, 'Goddess of protection you are.' he said, while she smiled sweetly back at him as he leant down and kissed her.
When they broke apart, Galahad grinned mischievously at her, changing the conversation to a lighter note 'So is that how you see me?' he asked, 'As a young, handsome, dashing knight?'
Kalyna pretended to think for a moment before giving her answer, 'Hmmmm, yes,' she replied, decidedly 'But I think I would add 'who just so happens to be an excellent lover' on the end.' she continued with a wink.
Galahad let out a vibrant laugh at that, before she could continue, and she let his chuckled cease before she asked her question. 'Galahad,' Kalyna tentatively, asked the thing that had been on her mind for a while, 'What do you see when you look at me?'
Galahad smiled serenely down at her, 'I see...a beautiful young woman whom I love with every fibre of my being, and who, hopefully, maybe one day, will be the mother of my children.'
Kalyna raised her eyebrows at him, 'Was that a proposal Sir knight? Because I'm not sure I particularly want to marry a Sarmatian man, they have a reputation,' she teased, shaking her head, 'after all, look at Vanora and Bors, twelve living children and another on the way!'
Galahad laughed and wrapped his arms about her waist, pressing a gentle kiss to her temple. 'Don't worry, four children is the absolute maximum.' he whispered in her ear, his blue eyes twinkling.
When Kalyna snorted in disbelief, Galahad pretended to look wounded, 'What, you can't see it?' he asked, 'Little children running around with your eyes and my hair?'
'You have put far too much thought into this.' she grinned up at him in response, silently touched that he loved her enough to start a family with her.
'Oh not really,' Galahad replied nonchalantly, 'I've only been considering it for the last three months. Not that long at all. So is that a yes?' he added hopefully.
Kalyna laughed at his puppy-dog expression, and moved closer, pressing her body against his and making his eyes go dark as his arms tightened around her, 'Well not for a while, because I really want to spend some time with just you and me first, and not get interrupted when we're doing this,' she kissed him slowly, 'or this.' Kalyna said as she ran her fingers down the fabric of his tunic, undoing the clasps.
'I think you are exactly right.' Galahad replied hoarsely as he bent down and captured her lips in a passionate kiss, before sweeping her feet out from underneath her and carrying her off back to their room.
Kalyna laughed as he kicked the door open, unceremoniously dumping her on the bed before descending on her like a half starved man. This knight, this man with his beautiful blue eyes had stolen her heart and led her to a home where she truly belonged. She knew both her families were watching over her from the afterlife. They were pleased with the path she had chosen, and so was she. Everything was as it should be.
A/N: MUAHAHAHHAHA If anyone was getting heart palpitations at the start I had an evil author moment ;) I do love dragging out suspense :P
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