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People I know this Chap isn't as good but it's a bridge from this story to the sequel.

But I do hope you will enjoy it.

Without further delay the fifth chapter of worriers daughters never cry.

Chap 5: Endings and beginnings.

I push him away.

Did he just ask me to marry him?

"Did you just ask me to marry you?"

He nods, but there is something in his eyes, something he wasn't telling me. It takes me a while to figure out what it was, it was regret. He doesn't want to marry me. He just said it, don't ask me why.

"You don't really want to, do you? I can see it in your eyes. Go and discover what you want Tristan, and don't come back until you find that out!" I shout, I want to be brave yet on the other side I want to fall to the ground and cry.

He looks at me for a moment and then nods. Confirming what I thought.

I lift my head and walk in my chambers. But as soon as I close the door, I fall to the ground and cry.

"Child don't cry, you will be loved." I hear that voice say and feel invisible fingers stroke my hair.

I feel stronger. "Worriers daughters never cry." I say as I get up and wipe my tears away. "Never again will I cry for a man. What would my father think of me?"

I don't bother with what I'm wearing, I just lay down and sleep in my bridesmaids dress.

"Marian, wake up." A voice says, a male voice? I open my eyes.

"Galahad? What's wrong?" I ask sleepy

"We are leaving."

I stare at him for a moment and get out of bed. Why is everything falling apart? I grab a cloak and follow him to the courtyard.

Arthur, Gwen, Bors and Vanora have already said there goodbyes and just stood there. Gawain and Lancelot where still on the ground but Tristan had already mounted his horse.

First I hug Gawain and whisper to him; "Find your beautiful Sarmatian wife, you deserve it." And I kiss his cheek.

Next was Lancelot, I hug him just like I hugged Gawain and to him I whisper; "Come back safely."

And kiss his cheek.

And now I turn to Galahad, and I pulled him into a hug as well.

"Dear friend, I wish you the best." I whisper and kiss him like I kissed the others.

"Tristan!" I call. "Find out what you want!"

He nods and whistles his hawk. The animal still wouldn't leave him.

I stand there and watch them ride off, I stand absolutely still even when the others left.

"Dear child." I hear Baruch say from behind me.

"Did you give him his sword back?" I ask still staring of in the distance.

"Yes, he told me to give something back to you."

I turn around and see him hold out my necklace, the one I gave him not so long ago.

"I forgot he had it." I say extending my hand. Baruch smiles and lays the necklace in the palm of my hand.

"Now go inside, Arthur is expecting you in the hall of the round table."

I nod and walk to the hall of the round table.

Only four people where there; Arthur, Gwen, Merlin and a beautiful women with black hair and kind brown eyes.

"Sit down Marian," Arthur says I nod and take the seat across from him. "This is my sister Morgan, lady of the lake."

"We have met." The women says, I know that voice.

"Yes my child it is I." She says simply. I smile, finally I have a face to match the voice.

"I believe this little conversation is between the two of you." Arthur says. "But Morgana tell me why have you come?"

"To give you guidance my dear brother. I know of your future, I know your destiny."

I see images of a city, of Camelot.

"Camelot." I say outlawed.

"What's Camelot Marian?" Gwen asks.

"Camelot is Arthur's future city, for I and Marian know what will come to pass." Morgana says.

"And what is that sister?"

"You will be first king of Brittan." Morgana says flatly.

"Sister I have never doubted you but, how?" Arthur asks with raised eyebrows.

"The Romans won't mind, they have been looking for a suitable ruler for quite some time. And since you are child of a Roman and a Woad, you are the most suited candidate."

"And how do you know this Morgana?" Merlin asks.

"She has for seen it, Uncle I just saw Camelot, Arthur's Camelot." I say.

"You saw it?" Gwen asks.

"Aye, it was magnificent, I only saw a flash but, it was perfect." I say smiling.

Morgana looked at me with a smile.

"She while be my apprentice Arthur, and your most trusted advisor. You will give her the west side of Camelot, it will be for her people. And she will rule them but in your time of need, she and her soldiers will be their for you, you shall sign an allegiance." Morgana says simply.

Arthur looks at his sister in shock. "Morgana are you sure?"

"As sure as I can be." She says simply.

"What will the other kings say, about this." Arthur says clearly worried.

"Most will offer you help, some will be suspicious but, yet in the end they will answer to you." Morgana says confident. "Tomorrow I shall start my training of Marian, and the foundation for Camelot will be made. You should send word to your pope. Tell him your building a city."

"I guess I can't convince you otherwise." Arthur sighs. "Send word to nearby kingdom's, we are building a city."

Morgana smiled, Marlin looked proud and Gwen, she looked shocked to say the least.

The next two months went by fast, I missed the knights. But I still had Bors, Vanora there bastards and Gwen to keep me company, when Morgana lets me take a break of course. She was determined to teach me everything she know.

I loved it, except the meditating. Its very boring. Berg often comes to watch us, he was far less annoying then usually. Uncle I didn't see often anymore, he was to busy helping Arthur. Many kings had send people to help them and even a few people had immigrated to Camelot already.

Today I was taking yet another walk in the city under construction. The basics were already present. It was coming along quit nicely. And I decide to go greet the new arrivals. Farmers from a nearby village. Bors and Vanora had a house nearby. Bors had finally married Vanora last week, and was busy training the boys old enough to fight. (Against Vanora's wishes.) Now he's teaching number three the basics of sword fighting, and by what I can see, he's failing miserably. I look at them for a minute. It was pretty funny to see. Especially when number three stabs Bors in the fingers.

I can't help but laugh when Vanora comes running at them and starts scolding. Bors looks like a boy who got couth stealing his fathers horse. I watch them for a moment, its quite amusing to see a grown man, a knight, get lectured like a small boy.

My trail of thought gets disturbed by a farmer who comes running at me.

"Hello." I smile.

"My' lady, are you Marian?" The rather large man asks.

"Aye."

"A guard told us you where a healer."

"I know the basics." I say.

"Well we came across a slave on the way here, his master gave him to us. He is very ill. That's probably the reason he gave him to us, he was of no more use to him." The man explains in one breath.

"Well, bring me to him." I say.

He leads me to a wagon, and motions me to go inside. Inside lay a darker man with black hair.

"He's an Arab." I say to the man who led me in.

"Does it make a difference?" The man asks me suspicious.

"Of course not." I say a little offended. "I'm going to get some help." The Arab doesn't look to heavy, so I suppose Bors can carry him to my chambers. I hurry over to Bors and ask Vanora if I can borrow him for a moment.

"You can keep him." Vanora says, she looks rather mad at her lover.

"Come along Bors, we don't have all day." I say pulling him to the wagon. "He's sick, do you think you can carry him to my chambers?"

"Bors can carry anything." He says lifting the man over his shoulder. "Not a heavy bloke."

"Bring him to my chambers will you, I will catch up with you." I say running off to the man who told me about the Arab.

"Do you know his name?"

"Palomides, he doesn't know our tongue." The man says. "Will he make it?"

"Don't worry about him, I think I can heal him. With a little help of course." I say and run of to my chambers. Bors had just placed the man on the bed in my guest room, when I storm in the room.

"Bors now will you be so kind to fetch me Baruch?" I ask.

"The old menace?"

"Yes that one." I sigh. His reputation exceeds him.

"I will go find him." He says and leaves the room.

I place a hand on Palomides' forehead, he's burning up. Not soon after this Baruch walks in.

"You send for me?" He asks casually.

"What do you think?!" I say sarcastically. "I need you to heal this man."

"Fine," He says walking over to the bed. "Is he an Arab?"

"Yes. Do you know his tongue?" I ask hopefully.

"No."

"What's wrong with you? You seem so grumpy."

"That Arthur fellow pulled me out of my bed this morning. He insisted that I should help him with the building of his garden."

"You hate gardening." I say smiling.

"I tried to tell him but did he listen? Nope! I had to drug him before he would finally let me leave."

He says while tending to Palomides.

"He will kill you as soon as he's back to his old self you know." I say amused by the thought of a drugged Arthur.

"I know. This should help." He says pulling a little bottle of something out of his robe. He pours it in the Arab's mouth.

As soon as he did this a very mad Morgana comes storming in.

"You poison brewer!" She shouts.

Where have I heard that before?

"Your brother deserved it. He made me help him with his garden." He says flatly.

"That doesn't give you the right to drug him!" Morgana shouts. She could be good friends with Vanora.

"Sure it dos!"

"The two of you take it outside! Before he wakes up!" I say pointing towards Palomides.

They walk outside and continue their....fight.

They surrender after an hour and Baruch promised not to drug Arthur,...for the next two months our so.

Palomides made a full recovery and over the next six months I thought him the language, like one would teach a small child. Bors taught him to fight. He was quite the worrier and made many maidens hearts beat faster because of his exotic looks and shyness. I have to admit that he is quit handsome. And a good learner.

Time goes fast when you have much to do. When I wasn't training with Morgana I was teaching Palomides, when I wasn't doing that I was helping Arthur if I didn't do that I was probably talking to someone. So the next six months went by, and now its been eight months since the knights departure. And I have a feeling that they would be back soon.

I know this chap was lame but it's a bridge between this story and the next story. The sequel will be named; "The apprentice."

So I hope you don't mind that this one wasn't as good, I promise the next one will be better.

-xxx- BillieLiv.