Mustang Gal
I'm from NSW. I've updated fast for you so be happy. Lol
ChildlikeEmpress
I didn't have fun choreographing it actually lol! I'm a hopeless dancer and trying to invent moves. It was crazy! Roma has guts but no brains!
Chiefhow
Glad you liked it! Roma revolts me because I know people like him. I love the broom bit myself. How sad!
Fantasy Loremaster
Welcome! I'm glad you like the story! It's fun writing it! As to your idea it's interesting and I'm actually thinking if I can fit that in but right now I don't see it happening. Tristan is my fave character too and not just because he's hot.
KnightoftheRoundTable
Well you're about to find out what happens!
Kungfuchick
I didn't think Tristan would dance till I re-watched his fight scenes. It's very Ti chi (or whatever) and I figured the boy could move so why couldn't he find a beat if it was for Emile.
ModestySparrow9
Eventually you'll get up to this chapter and read the welcome I've got for you! Glad you like the story. I spend long enough writing each chapter so I hope it's got enough detail lol!
Tomb Raider X
Tristan doesn't like Tristan much so he decided to dance with Emile to protect her. That's so cute I'm so jealous. I just said I'm jealous of a fictional character. Even if she slow danced with Tristan. Sad! The knights are gonna be one pissed of bunch when they find out!
Camlann
I'm glad you liked this chapter! Even Roma doesn't deserve to be in a relationship with Mistress Qurick. I made this chappy romantic to satisfy my own emotional needs. Lol. About the revenge, a little hint. The checkmate move is in this chapter!
DisposableTeen666
Well they are at least on their way to getting their act together! Roma's fate approaches. Hey I didn't think you were invading personal space I'm just no comfortable giving my town on the net. Too many bad people. And Sidney is mush bigger than my town! Aussi's rock! Lol I'm distracted now!
Devonshirelass
I'm here with a new chapter! She is giving fate a hand but she's still scary! Read on for more fate!
Midnytestar
I love that I have actually managed a plot twist. That's cool. The story isn't going to be over till is very over. I had to have Lancelot and Guinevere in because it's just so hot and you can imagine how Emile's gonna react!
Elvenstar5
I have one here for you so relax! Lol! The broom is so much fun as a weapon. Roma is icky and maybe it won't be Tristan to the rescue… Read on!
Disclaimer: nah uh nah! I have no idea why I typed that it was just something that happened! Love me for my strangeness! Or my story, whatever!
BELTANE NIGHTThey ripped the blindfold off my eyes. I was in a moving wagon. I could feel it go silently.
"I will remove the gag if you promise to be silent," Roma hissed at me. I nodded wide-eyed and prepared to scream bloody murder. A knife suddenly raised and flashed at my throat. I relaxed my mouth. I decided to rehash over the whole yelling plan.
The gag was gone and Roma stood in front of me with his guards on either side. Roma nodded and one of the guards poked his head out of the side and whistled. The wagon stopped moving.
I caught a glimpse of the forest. We weren't that far from the party. Well, we weren't far enough away for Roma and his guards to be safe but then again it would be a while before I was discovered missing!
"Arthur's going to kill you," I muttered quietly.
"He wouldn't risk it. Rome would come crashing down on him."
"You do know Arthur," I insisted tilting my head back to ease a cramp in my neck, "And even if you did and you were right… Dagonet, Bors, Gawain, Galahad, Lancelot, Tristan, Guinevere, Kel, Fox, Siamon, Vanora, Fulicina, Merlin, Nimue and Mistress Qurick will kill you. Personally I'd be most scared of the last."
I earned a hit in the gut for that. I caved onto the ground.
"Be silent." Roma yelped. He gestured to the guard who moved forward quickly and grabbed my bound hands and attached them to a loop above my head. I did exactly what Roma asked and stayed noiseless. I had become to use to speaking my mind!
"You can look at me with all the disgust you possess I'm still going to have you," Roma insisted. I was revolted at what he said.
"And then you can think of your lover and realize your never going to feel his flesh against yours again." A glare crept into my eyes at the last words.
Why did he have to bring Tristan in this? Why did they all bring Tristan into this? Kyrilla, Cedric and now Roma. I understood why. Because he was my weakness. And I had displayed it proudly. Tristan hadn't noticed but others had and I had handed them a weapon against me.
He finally turned to his guard and indicated that he should leave. I glared at him as he fumbled with his robes.
"You must not have done this very often," I said slowly. I had a half formed plan in my mind.
"Why would you say that?" He asked skeptically. I knew he had, otherwise he'd get none and he had kidnapped me very easily.
"Because you know it would be better for you if I wasn't attached to a roof." I let my eyes wander upwards at the loop in the roof. He followed my gaze as well. He looked distrusting so I threw in a little something that would help convince. I leaned heavily on one of my legs. The one that Cedric hadn't sliced open.
He moved forward and with a swift motion cut the ropes. I could have attacked then but I didn't. He had suspected it anyway. I saw when he jumped back. Instead I collapsed on the wagon floor. I landed flat on my back. I didn't have to feign pain, it was very real.
I stretched my arms over my head. Roma saw this as a submission and pounced forward. He was atop me and and fiddling with the ties on the woad dancing outfit. Good! That would take him a good ten minutes. Mistress Qurick hadn't wanted to make sure I'd never get out of the costume.
I was searching with my hands. I had seen the cooking pot. It was all I had and I planned on using it very well. My hands grazed the cool metal and I double my efforts. I almost breathed a huge sigh of relief when my fingers closed around the handle. I sent Kyrilla a silent prayer and then a mental note that I was going to scream at him for leaving me in this situation.
That wasn't really fair. Being a minor deity, many things were beyond his control. Roma was trying to get the part covering my breasts away and, when he couldn't, tried to slide his hand under the material. He was grunting like a pig. It was time. I brought the pot swinging round in a hit that should have knocked him out. He just yelled.
The guards came in and I kicked Roma off and got to my feet. The first guard wasn't very bright or skilled in weapons so he just charged me. A shoulder barge that sent me flying into the wagon wall. I didn't fall over but I was leaning against the wall, breathing heavily. What the guards didn't see was me steal his dagger with my stealthy pickpocket skills. I was sawing at the binds.
They broke free just at the time the first guard charged at me again. This time I ran back at him a stabbed him full in the chest. He was dead, I rounded on the other guards and Roma. There was a sharp pain every time I breathed and I suspected one of my ribs were broken. My leg ached.
The guards had drawn their swords. Not good! I jumped from the wagon and ran. The Guards followed me. I was running straight at a tree. The guard didn't see it, he was so focused on me and stabbing me! He dived on me but I ducked. He went straight into a tree. A hand grasped my shoulder. I swung my arm up and blocked a punch from Roma.
"Are you the stupidest male in the earth? Go away!" And with that I punched him straight in the nose. He crumpled on the ground. He was unconscious. I was proud. I had done that with one punch. Bors would be proud.
There was one guards still standing. He had drawn his sword. I got one of his fallen comrades. This was my weakest area of fighting. I just didn't posses the strength or a list of sneaky cheat tactics.
He charged me. I deflected his blow. He thrust and I parried. He brought his sword in an arc and I blocked high and with a sweeping motion sent his arm flinging away from his body leaving him exposed. I drove my sword through his gut. He fell bleeding on the ground. I looked down half dreading to see what was on me.
Woad paint and dirt! No blood. Thank Kyrilla after all. I turned and rang as fast as I could with a lame leg and a suspected broken rib, which I thought, had only been aggravated by the physical exertion.
I ran steadily through the forest. The camp was only half an hour away. I wondered where in Kyrilla's name the woad lookouts were because when I found out I was going to hit them for doing such a terrible job! The time passed quickly. The adrenalin and fear sent me fast.
I had no idea if the guard I struck with the sword was dead. I knew Roma had other personal guards though not with him. How long before they came after me.
I burst into the clearing. It was only about midnight. I didn't looked to bad so people couldn't tell straight away something was wrong but from the frantic way I kept asking after one of the knights they guessed. Arthur came pushing out of the crowd.
My leg finally gave way and Arthur caught me under the arms. He held me up. He was worried. Dagonet appeared at my side too. He looked panicky.
"Roma," was all I could say and point in the direction I had come. Dagonet drew his swords and spun to Arthur, daring him to forbid him from taking Roma's life. Arthur drew his sword as well. His way of saying, 'the bastards going to die.'
Gawain and Galahad had arrived. They took a look at the scene and were in fighting stances immediately. Bors was there too. I couldn't see Lancelot or Tristan. Kel had her arms around me.
"Kel, Take her back to the fort, don't go to your room, Emile. They know that one!" Arthur ordered us. Kel nodded and pulled me over to a horse. I didn't know what happened next. I saw Arthur shouting orders and many people, not just the knights, preparing to fight.
"Where's Guinevere?" I asked once I was on the horse.
"She left," Kel hesitated and I sat up a bit straighter, "With Lancelot."
I swore loudly, "Did Arthur see?"
'No. I don't think any one but Galahad and I saw."
"Ahhh." Now I was calming down I was regaining my strength and getting angry.
We came to the fort. She let me off the horse but didn't dismount herself.
"I'm going back to hunt that bastard down as well and see if Galahad was alright."
I watched her ride off and envied her. She loved a man who returned her affections. I wandered through the fort and it was when I came to the corridor the knights and I lived on I remembered I was supposed to go to another room. I didn't think any of Roma's people were going to get inside but it didn't hurt to be safe rather than sorry.
The first room was Tristan's. I turned the handle and entered. I didn't think he'd mind and I just wanted to sit down. I wasn't tired and I didn't think sleep would easily claim me but I just wanted to relax. I made my way deeper into the room when out of nowhere a dark figure tackled me and pinned me to the bed.
I landed on my back with my assailant between my legs. I was frightened and angry at once.
"Leave me alone," I hissed before going to kick them off.
"Emile?" I heard a familiar voice out of the pitch black.
"Tristan?"
"Whys are you in my room?"
"Why aren't you in the forest?"
"I grew weary of the noise, your turn."
"Arthur sent me hear because Roma attacked me," I said slowly.
"He did what?" I heard Tristans voice become low and threatening.
"He kidnapped me just after I left and then tried to rape me," I explained. My eyes were adjusting to the dark and I was beginning to sense of my surroundings and see Tristans face. I was aware he was still on top of me. He looked like he wanted to go join the hunt for Roma.
"No point! By the time you got their Dad will have killed him," I said. He moved slightly and I hissed in pain.
"Are you alright? Didn't anyone see to your injuries?"
"No it was too rushed besides I looked fine," I winced further.
"You sound like you have a broken rib," well done, I wanted to retort. I couldn't I was preoccupied with the fact he still hadn't gotten off me.
"I'll check," He announced. I expected him to get up light some lamps but he didn't he just shifted his weight onto one hand. He moved between my thighs and it sent a flush of heat moving up my body. I was confused.
He ran his hand slowly up my side, carefully extending his thumb over each rib delicately. He moved again and switched his weight to his other hand. I wished he would lay still. Every single time he moved the slightest bit another wave of fire was stretching up body and I was confused by it.
He put his hands on either side of my body and looked at me.
"Their not broken. Maybe bruised but they feel fine." I wanted to escape his direct gaze but I couldn't move. I had to get out of this position. Not because I was scared but because I liked these sensations and that, to me, was worse.
"Uh could you teach me how to do that?"
"Identify broken bones?"
"Yes!" I said hurriedly.
"If you wish," And with that he got back up so he was keeling in front of me. My body felt cold and exposed now. I moved so I was kneeling facing him.
"We should start with the three easiest bones. The ones I started with!"
"Shouldn't we light a candle or something?"
"No, when checking for broken bones it's all about touch. You should start now and learn not to rely on your other senses." I saw the logic in his words.
"Alright, what first?" I inquired. I was actually interested. It would be a useful thing to know.
"Cheek bone," He raised his hand to my face in the dark. The moon had moved so it was hanging in the top right hand corner of the window. It was sending a soft glow into the room, giving me enough sight so I knew where Tristan was. He ran his hand along my check. Brushing it slightly with his thumb.
"You just have to get used to the feel of unbroken bones so you can identify when one feels abnormal," he taught. I nodded against his hand. I was starting to shiver in the woad outfit and though it barely covered I speculated whether it was because of cold I quivered.
"You try," He instructed. I brought my hand up hesitantly to his cheek. His skin was warm. I ran my hand along his cheekbone. I absent-mindedly traced the tattoos on his cheeks. My heart was thudding wildly.
"You get distracted easily," Tristans voice broke the spell. I blushed. He didn't sound angry though.
"Now, the collar bone. It's fairly obvious to tell if it's snapped." His fingers dance lightly across the bone. I knew now that I wasn't cold. I was so unbelievably hot now. I gulped and tried to control my reaction. My body had goose bumps!
"Your turn," He prompted. I reached my hand up and tried to feel his collarbone. It was hard through the clothes. As if figuring out the difficulty I was having he leaned back and tugged his shirt over his head. My stomach had gone to hell. It had dropped away and all that remained were butterflies.
He was kneeling there bare-chested. I felt the heat radiating from him. It was almost too much to handle. I felt along his collarbone. I could feel his shoulders moving with his breathing.
"Good. Now finally the neck."
"Wouldn't they be dead?" my mind for once on the lesson.
"Yes but it's useful is determining cause of death and it's easy to tell if it s broken." His hand moved over my shoulder and under my hair to feel along my neck. He left his hand there and I knew it was my turn. My breathing became rugged. My hand went around to his. I realized we were only inches apart. It was too much to bear. I finally snapped.
I pulled him forward so my lips crashed against his. There was a moment pause of no reaction from Tristan and I feared he would push me away. Then suddenly he responded and I was over-whelmed by the rush of intense passion.
Every cell of my body tingled. The moons entered the room and outlined our figures in gold. I felt like I was on fire and freezing at the same time. I felt close to dying but at the same time it was if I was lifted up. And for once it was all right not to be thinking coherently because that was the point. Tristan was kissing me that was the point.
I vented everything I felt for him in the kiss! He was kissing back and I was kissing him wildly now. I began leaning back and pulling him down on top of me. I moved his hand, which had rested on my waist, on the ties of my clothes.
He broke away then. His eyes cloudy. He didn't say anything but I knew what he wanted to know. He was asking something of me that I had given to know one but he didn't know that! He was making sure he had consent. He didn't want me wandering around the fort tomorrow morning and spouting rape at the top of my lungs!
I kissed him again. To reassure him! Sure now and more confident his hands went to the ties and began unhooking them. His lips trailed down my neck to my collarbone and back up. I engaged his lips with mine again.
"Check mate," I whispered against his lips. I felt him smile against mine.
"I surrender!"
"Does that mean I win?" I pulled away slightly to ask the question.
"Do you ever stop talking?" he asked huskily and exasperated.
"If silenced I can remain silent for long periods of time." I said softly. His lips met mine again. Softly at first and then deepening. I smiled once more and pulled him fully on top of me. I'd made my decision.
AN: well guys I don't have much to say except review. I know it was a short chapter but hey the main climatic event of the chapter was there. Review review any mistakes i'm sorry i was talking to someone who made me hurry up and update! lol
MD666