I own nothing around here.....sadly ...Well I do own Vic, Emma and Jean and Jack...
Well, hello to my reviewer.....Only one......
Imogen: Yeah, I love Galahad to...And I'm sorry that there aren't that much fic's about him.... And I like the paring Vic/Lancelot to, it's a very funny couple, because there very different....
Well, people I have Jean and Gawain to...No one what them.....Ok!
But I have to keep up, the whole story...and that includes Jean....In his one, Jean and Emma sing for the first time......
Well here it comes, get ready for...
Chapter Four
Lancelot walked out of the carriage that brought Emma, Vic and Fuliciana. His cheek had five fingers marked in deep red.
As he approached his horse Tristian made the favour of noticing.
"Well, well, Lancelot, what happened there?"
Immediately all my fellow knights looked back. Generally all of them thought it was extremely funny my red finger mark.
"So, dear Lancelot, lady's man, had his wish denied?"-Asked Galahad between laughs.
I gave him in return a death glare.
"Oh, well...you can't have them all, can you"-Said Gawain smiling at me.
The first stop.......
It was nearly night when'd they finally stopped. Jean got out of her carriage and looked for Emma, or Vic. She noticed the poor villagers. She remembered studding the Romans in school. They wore self-centred bastards that thought that anyone that didn't agree with them was wrong. Thankfully they wore conquered by someone else, some other tribe or something that knock the "Glourius"Impire of Rome down.
She walked pass Marius and his buddy's. They looked at her in a mist of lust and despize. That's when'd the man that saved her came and taped her shoulder.
"Jean, right?"
"Yeah, that's right...Gawain?"
"Yes. Tell me do you manage any sort of weapon?"
"Hum...well...ahm....not really....."
He looked at her uncertainly, if she was in the idiot prison for something....
"Well then why wore you in here?"
"Oh...well...I..."
Gawain looked at the girl uncertain...It was mysteries were did she came from...She wore pants instated of a skirt or of a dress. Even the look in her eyes was different as was the other girls. Yet this thing that made her different made her even more attractive.
"You're hands they look better now"-Said Gawain picking her hands up and examining them.
Jean smiled and remembered when Gawain had fixed her hands.
Flash Back
Jack was asleep as was Guinevere. It was the middle of the afternoon and none of them had much of a sleep last night. As Jean tried to sleep Gawain came in.
"I'm here to fix you're hands"
Jean looked at her hand and immediately that should hurt. Gawain tried to be as gentle as he could but no matter how hard he tried it was no use. It hurt like hell. By the time Gawain finished the last finger in the first hand, Jean couldn't handle it anymore.
He cleaned the tears that wore falling in her cheeks.
"It's almost finfish" He said felling sorry for the poor girl.
He grabbed the finger and striated it. She hold her head against his chest, she groan of pain.
By the time the last finger was ready to go she was pressing her head against his chest hard. Gawain passed his hand in Jean head in a clumsy way. They spent sometime hugged, him trying to calm her down. She eventually fell asleep in his arms.
End of Flash Back
"I don't think I had the chance to say thank you"
Gawain smiled. He really liked the feeling of having her body against his.
Another place...
Vic was by the woods. She was trying to actually hit the target when'd trying. She was so busy trying to hold the sword that she didn't even notice someone behind her. She only noticed when'd she turned around trying to hit the tree and instead met Lancelot's sword.
"You might be careful, you might just hurt someone with that"
Vic rolled her eyes and tried to manage the sword. She felt Lancelot approaching her. He sated his hands on top of her's and helped her rise the sword. He led her hands and arms in some beginner movents.
"A sword is a dangerous thing for someone that doesn't know how to manage it" He whispered in her ear.
"Yes, thank you for the lector Mister...."
"Lancelot, my name is Lancelot" He said kissing the empty hand.
She rolled her eyes and smirked. This guy was defiantly a womanizer.
"And what might be the name of such lovely lady?"
"I'm Victoria"
"Lovely name for lovely women" He said with a flirting smile
"Can I ask you something" She asked returning the smile
"Just ask..."
"Why are you so willing to spend you're charm on me?"
End of this chapter...
Oh well, more next chapter...what to know the answer...read the next one...I believe I'm going a little fast with Gawain and Jean's romance, so if it is true tell me...Next chapter I will do my best to make some romance between Emma/Galahad...