Title: My Knight In Shining Armour

Rating: PG 13

Chapter Three: My Weakness

I own nothin'

When I awoke I was in a wagon heading toward the wall. I felt the wagon jolting and slowly opened my eyes. The darkness faded and I was staring into the eyes of a handsome Knight. Lancelot. I thought to myself: "My Knight In Shining Armour" and smiled faintly.

"Hello, I see you are awake" Lancelot said lifting me gently. He pressed a water skin to my parched lips and I drank. When he took it away I spoke: "Obviously"

He grinned, he seemed over his shyness.

"I've looked after you, you were hit a few times. You lost a lot of blood. It was very brave going after Dag, like that." He sighed sadly.

"But I didn't save him did I?" I said.

"No, but you darned near got yourself killed. The Knights simply adore you know."

"How's, how's…" but my parched throat couldn't say anything more. I coughed weakly.

He put his hand behind my head and offered me the water skin.

"How's Guinevere?" I asked weakly.

"Oh she's fine, she'd be here herself but she's looking after the kid" I nodded.

"Look…" Lancelot began. I waited.

"You said you'd been following us. Why? And for how long?"

"Well you see, my uncle…" I paused as I got a sip from the water skin.

"…my uncle was very interested in the Knights of the Round Table. I was sent to watch you, and well, protect you" Lancelot looked disbelieving. "You better believe it buddy, I've saved your lives a few times. I've been watching you over a year."

"How did you get, you know, into the walls." He asked.

"Oh, I have, friends…"

"I knew there was something about you. Even with you dressed up as a barmaid in the wall. And a couple of nights ago in the woods, I almost knew you were there." He finished.

"LANCELOT!" A voice called. Lancelot sighed.

"I'd better go. But first I'll thank you on behalf of the Knights" He leant over and kissed me softly on the lips, then walked out.

I sat there stunned for a few seconds, lips throbbing and then Gwen entered.

She smirked at me. "What happened between you and Lancelot? I can tell, the looks on you're faces. Did he kiss you!" She said smiling. I nodded dumbly.

"Ahhhh, you two would be good. Ummm how are you" I smiled.

"You mean apart from this. Excellent. I just feel rotten about Dag"

"You were incredibly brave, the Knights just love you. Gawain's a bit uncomfortable to know a woman he made moves on while drunk is actually a royal and very deadly warrior" I laughed.

"That reminds me, the knights want to see you. We're setting up camp soon, come out then. I've got to go. Bye" We hugged and she left.

A while later when it was dark and I felt better, I left my wagon and walked towards the knights and Gwen. Then I thought how would I handle myself around Lancelot. I kept thinking about his lips on mine. I finally realized a weakness in me. Lancelot.