My Knight in Shining Armour
Rating: PG 13
Chapter Five: Hope
I own nothin'
I'd like to thank my reviewers:
XQZmyDORKYnez
Tool Of A Higher Power
Gethorssca
Szhismine
Sweet.A.K
Raynacch Silvermoon
Peaches-503
ElvenStar%
MonDieu666
Now I'll answer some of your questions...
About her healing so fast, umm I kind of forgot about that. Lets just say that she heals very fast ï
And the 'war costume' thing, I don't know how to describe it, any help? I'll do my best to write longer, more descriptive chapters. Hehe, I like the thought of Lancelot being dragged off too. Now back to the story...
I ran into the battlefield again, but the fight didn't last long, I slayed ten more Saxons and got hit by an arrow, although it didn't go deep, it hit a vein so it bled a lot. After I could see no more Saxons standing I went back to Lancelot. I went past the Saxon that had called me a whore and spat at his dead body. Walking to Lancelot I felt a hand grab my ankle, twisting around with my sword I saw a Saxon, sobbing quietly, blood bubbling in his mouth.
"Kill me" he said weakly. At first I thought I wouldn't then, picking a dagger of the ground I changed my mind. I put it in his hand and walked away, I hadn't gone far when I heard the choking sound of a man with a dagger in his hand. I turned around and saw the Saxon, with his last breath he murmered "thank you". I turned, and head bowed walked away. I got to Lancelot, but before I did I put a hasty bandage on my arrow wound. I looked Lancelot up and down critically, he didn't look too good. He smiled weakly at me.
"So, have I passed inspection?" he croaked.
I grinned crookedly back.
"A little on the runty side, but you'll do I suppose"
"good" he murmered and fainted. Sighing I picked him up. I staggered, he was heavy and his armour hurt my skin.
I somehow managed to half drag half carry him to where the medical supplies were. Nearby, Tristan lay, he was killed by a Saxon. I would mourn him later though, right now I was busy keeping Lancelot alive.
Arthur walked by, he looked more weary than ever and his eyes were haunted. He studied Lancelot.
"He should live, can you; can you take care of him?" He asked.
I put my hand on his shoulder to comfort him a little.
"I will"
I took Lancelot to a shaded place. There I stripped him of his armour until he was wearing only breeches. When I was done bathing and dressing his wounds I filled a water skin and placed him so he was leaning against her head on her shoulder. As she was ready to put the skin to his lips she thought that she rather liked this position. She wasn't wearing much as her costume was rather revealing and she had a half naked Lancelot leaning on her. Apparently Lancelot was thinking the same thing. When he felt water on his lips he coughed and came round. He blinked and I gave him more water. After he drank he was still for a while and then feeling my near naked flesh on his bear chest he smirked slightly.
"I quite like this position"
"Hmmm, thought as much, okay isn't it"
"Yeah, how's, how is everyone?" Lancelot asked. I bowed my head until it was resting lightly on his.
"Tristan fell, the others are alive though" I said softly.
Lancelot nodded slowly and fell asleep. I stayed there for a minute then gently put his head down.
A/N: I meant it to be longer except I didn't get long on the computer and decided to end it there.
Rating: PG 13
Chapter Five: Hope
I own nothin'
I'd like to thank my reviewers:
XQZmyDORKYnez
Tool Of A Higher Power
Gethorssca
Szhismine
Sweet.A.K
Raynacch Silvermoon
Peaches-503
ElvenStar%
MonDieu666
Now I'll answer some of your questions...
About her healing so fast, umm I kind of forgot about that. Lets just say that she heals very fast ï
And the 'war costume' thing, I don't know how to describe it, any help? I'll do my best to write longer, more descriptive chapters. Hehe, I like the thought of Lancelot being dragged off too. Now back to the story...
I ran into the battlefield again, but the fight didn't last long, I slayed ten more Saxons and got hit by an arrow, although it didn't go deep, it hit a vein so it bled a lot. After I could see no more Saxons standing I went back to Lancelot. I went past the Saxon that had called me a whore and spat at his dead body. Walking to Lancelot I felt a hand grab my ankle, twisting around with my sword I saw a Saxon, sobbing quietly, blood bubbling in his mouth.
"Kill me" he said weakly. At first I thought I wouldn't then, picking a dagger of the ground I changed my mind. I put it in his hand and walked away, I hadn't gone far when I heard the choking sound of a man with a dagger in his hand. I turned around and saw the Saxon, with his last breath he murmered "thank you". I turned, and head bowed walked away. I got to Lancelot, but before I did I put a hasty bandage on my arrow wound. I looked Lancelot up and down critically, he didn't look too good. He smiled weakly at me.
"So, have I passed inspection?" he croaked.
I grinned crookedly back.
"A little on the runty side, but you'll do I suppose"
"good" he murmered and fainted. Sighing I picked him up. I staggered, he was heavy and his armour hurt my skin.
I somehow managed to half drag half carry him to where the medical supplies were. Nearby, Tristan lay, he was killed by a Saxon. I would mourn him later though, right now I was busy keeping Lancelot alive.
Arthur walked by, he looked more weary than ever and his eyes were haunted. He studied Lancelot.
"He should live, can you; can you take care of him?" He asked.
I put my hand on his shoulder to comfort him a little.
"I will"
I took Lancelot to a shaded place. There I stripped him of his armour until he was wearing only breeches. When I was done bathing and dressing his wounds I filled a water skin and placed him so he was leaning against her head on her shoulder. As she was ready to put the skin to his lips she thought that she rather liked this position. She wasn't wearing much as her costume was rather revealing and she had a half naked Lancelot leaning on her. Apparently Lancelot was thinking the same thing. When he felt water on his lips he coughed and came round. He blinked and I gave him more water. After he drank he was still for a while and then feeling my near naked flesh on his bear chest he smirked slightly.
"I quite like this position"
"Hmmm, thought as much, okay isn't it"
"Yeah, how's, how is everyone?" Lancelot asked. I bowed my head until it was resting lightly on his.
"Tristan fell, the others are alive though" I said softly.
Lancelot nodded slowly and fell asleep. I stayed there for a minute then gently put his head down.
A/N: I meant it to be longer except I didn't get long on the computer and decided to end it there.