Gwaine, Arthur, Merlin, and Leon rode until nightfall. They decide to stop and set up camp at that point. Arthur and Leon walked the horses to nearby creek to drink while Gwaine and Merlin lit a fire and cooked. Merlin noticed Gwaine was very fidgety.
"How are you doing?" Merlin asked.
"I don't know to be quite honest." Gwaine replied.
"She would choose you, you know," Merlin said.
"If he is alive, it would be unfair for me to make her choose at all," Gwaine sighed.
"What would you do?" Merlin asked.
"I'd have to let her go," Gwaine seriously.
"You love her though and she loves you."
"I do, I love her too much. I would never want her to hurt and the choice would kill her."
"Don't just walk away."
"What would you rather I do then?"
"Give her time and let her decide."
"You know she would want to honor her marriage. We had only been together a short time."
"You know that's not the way she sees you. She has felt close to you, since you two first met each other. I am not saying put up a fight for her but just let her work things out for herself. She will choose what is best for her." Merlin knew Gwaine had a tendency to act without thinking sometimes and worried about him.
Arthur and Leon came walking back up with the horses and sat down to eat their dinners. Gwaine just stared at the fire thinking. Everyone knew Gwaine was not himself. Gwaine normally talked incessantly. Gwaine's emotions were very confused right now. Gwaine walked over and laid his back against a tree. He picked up a twig and fiddled with it. Everyone had fallen asleep but him. Gwaine could only think about Rosilyn and the time they had spent together. He finally could hardly keep his eyes open and lay down upon the ground and went to sleep. He hoped he would dream of Rosilyn.
Rosilyn awoke first thing in the morning, feeling really sick to her stomach. She laid there for a moment and then realized that she couldn't hold it any longer. She ran across the room and grabbed a bucket that was sitting on the floor and leaned over it. She threw up several times. Rosilyn started to cry and breathe heavy. Rosilyn heard a knock at her door and couldn't answer it right away and the knocking became louder. Rosilyn leaned over the bucket again. "Rosilyn," Percival yelled. He wiggled the latch started to bang on it. Rosilyn went to the door slowly. Percival stood outside looking worried.
"I could hear you. Are you alright, Lady Rosilyn?" Percival asked in a panic.
"I just got a bit sick," Rosilyn cried.
"My lady? May I help you in any way? I can go ask Gaius to come here. Gwaine will kill me if something happens to you." Percival said.
"I just need to sit for a moment." Rosilyn said as she sat on the side of the bed. She placed her hands beside her and her head down. Rosilyn started to wonder, if there was something to this getting sick. She had been so tired. She had tender breasts, and peed more than usual. Her monthly cycle was also late also, not that she thought about it, until now. "Morning sickness", Rosilyn whispered. Rosilyn's eyes filled with tears.
"What's wrong?" Percival questioned.
"I think, I know why I am feeling like this," Rosilyn wiped the tears off her cheek.
"What is wrong, my lady?" Percival asked.
"I believe, I may be pregnant."
"What?" Percival asked.
"I think, I am with child," Rosilyn said.
Percival took two steps back and sat down in the chair. "Gwaine is to be a father?"
"I believe so," Rosilyn smiled slightly.
Percival knew this would complicate things, but he had a hard time not being happy for his friends. Rosilyn was in shock, but pretty confident in her diagnosis. She had never felt this tired ever. She knew all the signs pointed toward that as the cause. Rosilyn had never thought of taking any precautions with either Lancelot or Gwaine. She was always too wrapped up in the heat of the moment.
"Don't tell anyone, please," Rosilyn pleaded. "I would like to tell Gwaine before anyone else knows."
"I think your sword fighting lessons may have to be on hold," Percival said sweetly.
"I think I should be able to do it, I just need to tone down my fierce fighting abilities." Rosilyn laughed. "I guess, maybe I should eat something so I won't get sick again."
"A child like Gwaine? You and he are going to have lots of fun!" Percival laughed. "Let me run down to the kitchen and get you breakfast and some drink. I will get rid of that bucket for you too."
"Thank you," Rosilyn smiled as Percival left her room. She stood up and rubbed her stomach and said "Hello in there! I am your mommy. Your father is the bravest man I know. I love him so much. He will love you as much as I do." Rosilyn walked to the window and looked out at the courtyard. "No doubt, we will be going back to my time. I may take a chance with time travel pregnant, but I am afraid of what can happen to you here." Rosilyn walked back over to the bed and lay down. After a few minutes, Percival ran in the door with a heaping tray of food and drink. "Percival, If I eat all this I will have no room for the baby to grow inside of me," Rosilyn laughed.
"I want to make sure you have enough." Percival brought the plate to the bed. "My lady, stay put, you can eat in the bed."
"Okay," Rosilyn laughed. Percival brought a table next to the bed for Rosilyn's drink and handed her the plate.
"Please, take it easy today," Percival asked.
"How about I eat then get dressed and we just take a walk?"
"Yes, my lady."
"You can tell me all about your life!" Rosilyn added. Percival had a look of panic. He didn't talk a lot, but she wanted him to do all the talking today. Percival sat quietly while Rosilyn ate her food and then Rosilyn got up and walked across the room shuffling through her clothes and picked out a dress for the day. "I will need to get dressed, if we wish to go," Rosilyn laughed.
"I can turn my back," Percival said seriously. "I am afraid something may happen to you and I won't be here quickly enough."
"I will be fine and I will leave the door unlatched too." Rosilyn smiled. Percival walked outside of the room and Rosilyn opened and closed the door to make sure it wouldn't be locked to put to rest the worries, Percival had.
Rosilyn got dressed and as she did she felt her stomach once again. She wondered if Gwaine would still find her sexy once she was more pregnant looking. Some things aren't any different no matter what time you are in, Rosilyn thought.
"Everything okay?" Percival asked as he cracked the door.
"Everything is fine." Rosilyn said. Percival and Rosilyn started to walk out the door and down the stairs. Percival watched every step Rosilyn took. "Why are you staring at me?"Rosilyn laughed.
"I want to make sure you don't fall." Percival smiled.
"Okay, I will be careful," Rosilyn loved that Percival was so worried about something happening to her. Once they made it to level footing Percival seemed to calm down a tad.
"So, why are you in Camelot?" Rosilyn asked Percival.
"Merlin, had sent word to Lancelot while we were both in Haldor, they needed help here in Camelot. We both came to help save Arthur's kingdom."
"How did you meet Lancelot?"
"I met him while I was on the way to Haldor. We became friends on the journey. We both lost our families, due to tyrants. He lost his as a child. I lost mine as an adult when Cenrid's army raided my village and killed them. I wished I had been there to save all of them. The guilt I felt for not being with them has haunted me. Lancelot had been there for me and helped me through those dark times. I saw the dedication he had to earning respect and doing what was right and it inspired me."
"Lancelot, was a great man. I loved the dedication he had to being a knight of Camelot. I felt such an attraction to his goodness. I felt that was what I needed so badly in my life. There are times, I just wonder what would have been if he would have still been here."
"You wouldn't be with Gwaine then."
"No, I would have never hurt Lancelot." Rosilyn sighed. She loved Gwaine immensely but would never have cheated on Lancelot. If Lancelot were here, she wouldn't be carrying Gwaine's child. "Do not think I wish for anything other than to be with Gwaine. He is truly my match, I believe." Percival didn't really know what to say to all that. "Can we stop in at the tavern?"
"Should you be drinking?" Percival puzzled.
"Oh no! I want to visit my and Gwaine's friend, Berinon, he's the tavern owner." Rosilyn laughed.
"Gwaine, would be friends with the owner, wouldn't he?" Percival smiled.
Rosilyn and Percival walked into the tavern and as soon as Berinon saw Rosilyn he ran to her table with two tankards of ale. He placed one in front of Rosilyn and one for Percival. "How are you doing, Lady Rosilyn? Berinon asked.
"I am doing fine, thank you!"Rosilyn smiled.
"Tire of Sir Gwaine already?" Berinon jested.
"No, he just went on a journey with King Arthur and Sir Percival was asked to watch over me."
"Well, he was probably afraid we may run off together!" Berinon laughed. Rosilyn slid the ale away from her and in front of Percival. "Not thirsty today?"
"Not today, but I did want to see you!" Rosilyn talked to Berinon and Percival for a couple hours until the tavern started to get busy and then Rosilyn and Percival headed back toward Camelot.
"Rosilyn, would you like to nap before dinner?" Percival asked.
"I am sure a nap will help." Rosilyn yawned.
"Okay, I will be back just before dinner to escort you to the dining room."
"I have a feeling that I will be starving by then!" Rosilyn laughed. She opened the door to Gwaine's room and looked around. Rosilyn picked up Gwaine's coat and hugged it tightly. "Hurry home, my prince," she whispered before walking to the bed and lying down upon it.
Rosilyn looked down at her hand and realized she was going to have to take her ring off soon. She couldn't keep being Lancelot's widow and Gwaine's lady at the same time. Rosilyn knew with a baby she would soon need to say goodbye to Lancelot. She couldn't do it right now but she needed to soon. Rosilyn drifted off to sleep wrapped in Gwaine's coat.