ZL's note-I'm going to change some of the dialogue in the movie during the
scene. Hope you don't mind.
Unexpected Knights. Chapter 1 Written by ZL
I stopped in my tracks and hid behind the wall.
"-why?" a voice I recognized said.
"You would not understand Lancelot," Arthur I heard saying.
"Sure I don't, but this journey we take is suicide. You're risking everybody's life, especially Galahads'. He's still a boy, not yet a man," Lancelot said angrily.
"This journey I promise Lancelot and you'll get your papers," Arthur said.
"That's what you said this morning!" Lancelot said.
I moved my feet but by accident, and stepped on a branch. Silence filled in the air.
"Who's there?" Lancelot called out suddenly.
I stood there thinking whether I should run or just walk in; I picked the second choice.
"A woman just listening on gossip," I said walking in shrugging.
They both stared at each other than at me.
"Lady, may I please know your name?" asked Arthur politely.
"Misty; and I'll advice you to remember that name as me and my knights are joining you for this suicide journey," I said.
Lancelot jaw dropped.
"Women are joining us?" asked Lancelot aloud.
"Well, I think I seemed to forget to inform you about that," Arthur said hastily.
"You can fight?" Lancelot asked casting his eyes on me.
I was aware I looked rather weak and pale, and looked as though I hadn't any strength left in my body, but as they used to say: never judge a book by its cover.
"Didn't you see my throwing earlier?" I asked smirking.
"How old are you?" asked Arthur.
Although he knew me and my friends were joining him and his knights; I don't think he expected one which is young and look horribly weak and pale.
"Eighteen," I replied walking towards my horse: a black stallion.
Both of the knights were surprised.
"Don't worry, I'm the youngest," I said stroking my horse.
I treated horses as though they were humans, I love them and love riding one too.
"Where's your saddle?" asked Lancelot eyeing the black stallion.
"I don't need one," I said shrugging and hoped on the horse back easily.
Lancelot was amused but Arthur was thinking about something else.
"You say your name is Misty," he said suddenly pacing around the stable.
I nodded.
"One of the few roman women knights?" he asked.
"Yes, why?" I asked.
He smiled. "People say you throw knives better than anyone. Is it true?" Arthur asked.
I laughed. "So the legend has been told even to the greatest of all knights."
Than I said more seriously, "Well I wouldn't say that I throw knives better than everyone after all I haven't met everyone on this earth."
"Ah, another good trade people say about you, they say you're modest," Arthur added in.
"That's the last thing I expect Misty to be," snorted a voice.
I turned and than smiled.
"Well at least I'm much modest than you eh? Ragonet?" I retorted with a low growl.
"And you are-?" Arthur began to ask. "I'm Ragonet, and you must be Arthur" Ragonet said introducing herself and forcing the knight to shake hands with her.
"And you must be Lancelot," Ragonet said turning her head towards the other curly-haired knight.
"Yes you're right lady," Lancelot said eyeing Ragonet magnificent body. I however, snorted.
"Don't be fooled by Ragonet prettiness. She can be a real devil at times," I said letting out a sly smile.
Ragonet laughed. "Oh, you're just jealous."
I snorted again and rode away on my horse leaving the beautiful Ragonet with the handsome Lancelot.
Unexpected Knights. Chapter 1 Written by ZL
I stopped in my tracks and hid behind the wall.
"-why?" a voice I recognized said.
"You would not understand Lancelot," Arthur I heard saying.
"Sure I don't, but this journey we take is suicide. You're risking everybody's life, especially Galahads'. He's still a boy, not yet a man," Lancelot said angrily.
"This journey I promise Lancelot and you'll get your papers," Arthur said.
"That's what you said this morning!" Lancelot said.
I moved my feet but by accident, and stepped on a branch. Silence filled in the air.
"Who's there?" Lancelot called out suddenly.
I stood there thinking whether I should run or just walk in; I picked the second choice.
"A woman just listening on gossip," I said walking in shrugging.
They both stared at each other than at me.
"Lady, may I please know your name?" asked Arthur politely.
"Misty; and I'll advice you to remember that name as me and my knights are joining you for this suicide journey," I said.
Lancelot jaw dropped.
"Women are joining us?" asked Lancelot aloud.
"Well, I think I seemed to forget to inform you about that," Arthur said hastily.
"You can fight?" Lancelot asked casting his eyes on me.
I was aware I looked rather weak and pale, and looked as though I hadn't any strength left in my body, but as they used to say: never judge a book by its cover.
"Didn't you see my throwing earlier?" I asked smirking.
"How old are you?" asked Arthur.
Although he knew me and my friends were joining him and his knights; I don't think he expected one which is young and look horribly weak and pale.
"Eighteen," I replied walking towards my horse: a black stallion.
Both of the knights were surprised.
"Don't worry, I'm the youngest," I said stroking my horse.
I treated horses as though they were humans, I love them and love riding one too.
"Where's your saddle?" asked Lancelot eyeing the black stallion.
"I don't need one," I said shrugging and hoped on the horse back easily.
Lancelot was amused but Arthur was thinking about something else.
"You say your name is Misty," he said suddenly pacing around the stable.
I nodded.
"One of the few roman women knights?" he asked.
"Yes, why?" I asked.
He smiled. "People say you throw knives better than anyone. Is it true?" Arthur asked.
I laughed. "So the legend has been told even to the greatest of all knights."
Than I said more seriously, "Well I wouldn't say that I throw knives better than everyone after all I haven't met everyone on this earth."
"Ah, another good trade people say about you, they say you're modest," Arthur added in.
"That's the last thing I expect Misty to be," snorted a voice.
I turned and than smiled.
"Well at least I'm much modest than you eh? Ragonet?" I retorted with a low growl.
"And you are-?" Arthur began to ask. "I'm Ragonet, and you must be Arthur" Ragonet said introducing herself and forcing the knight to shake hands with her.
"And you must be Lancelot," Ragonet said turning her head towards the other curly-haired knight.
"Yes you're right lady," Lancelot said eyeing Ragonet magnificent body. I however, snorted.
"Don't be fooled by Ragonet prettiness. She can be a real devil at times," I said letting out a sly smile.
Ragonet laughed. "Oh, you're just jealous."
I snorted again and rode away on my horse leaving the beautiful Ragonet with the handsome Lancelot.