Well I decide that it was time for me to have more fun, and well this is the result.
Home sweet home.
Nobody knew why she still came here; frankly she didn't know it herself. The chance that they would return was almost nonexistent.
Before the Romans came, Gwyneth had four older brothers: Gawain, Aggravain, Gaheris, and Gareth. The two oldest had been send to Britain, to a man named Aurtorius Castus. And the youngest two had been send to a man named Maximus, their post was in the northern lands.
Well after exactly fifteen years, the men send to Maximus (who where still alive) had arrived home. Gwyneth's youngest brothers still lived. But the others where still missing.
This was strange, her oldest brother, Gawain had sworn to her mother that he would be back, and Gwyneth knew he was still alive! Another thing she knew was that Aggravain was dead, she had dreamt of it a few years ago.
"Gwyneth?" A male voice asked, snapping Gwyneth out of her dreamy trance.
"What is it?" Gwyneth asked turning around, the source of the voice was Lamar. Lamar was the brother of Lancelot another knight...He had moved to Gwyneth's village a few years ago.
"My mother sends me to tell you that if you stand like that for much longer you will become a statue." Lamar said smiling. He had brown curly hair and chocolate eyes; he was...well a ladies man.
"Well, than you can put me in the centre of the village." Gwyneth said turning around, to once again stare of in to the distance.
"Not funny." Lamar sighed. "You know, they won't come back just because of you standing here."
"You don't think they're coming back, do you?" Gwyneth sighed putting a stray lock of light brown hair behind her ear.
"Well the chances are slime. It's been longer than fifteen years..." Lamar said carefully, he didn't want to upset her. Gwyneth was a female and females can be very emotional...and he wasn't good with emotional women. "Hell I don't even remember what my brother looks like."
"Me neither." Gwyneth said sadly. She was only five years old when her brothers had left to serve Rome.
"Gwyneth, go home...you can always come back tomorrow." Lamar said putting a hand on the girls shoulder.
"I'm staying a few more minutes, don't worry about me I'll be fine." Gwyneth said giving her friend a smile.
"Alright than, but if your still here next time I pass by all hell will break loose." Lamar smiled taking off. He might look like a big shot but he wasn't, he listened to his mother at all times. Vivian had a very tight hold on him, but than again she had a tight hold on everybody.
And so Gwyneth stood there again, all alone. Awaiting her big brother...
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(The knights.)
"Home sweet home..." Galahad sighed looking around with a dreamy face.
"I still don't get how you got Vanora so far to let me come along." Bors mumbled. "And it's still cold here."
"Look on the bright side, as soon as we get to our village, we'll get so drunk you won't even know its cold." Gawain grinned.
"How do you know you still have a home?" Tristan said expressionless. "Who says you still have family to go to."
"I know," Gawain muttered. "I know that at least one of my brothers survived it and I always will have my little sister to return to."
"O yeah, your sister, I remember her." Galahad smirked; old memories where coming back to him, some pleasant…and some well not so pleasant.
"Care to inform me?" Lancelot asked grinning.
"You're going to stay far, far very far away from her Lancelot! Got it?" Gawain warned. The big brother thing was already coming back to him. It probably was the air here or something.
"Of course I will." Lancelot said slyly.
"I wonder if your little sister remembers me..." Galahad said pensively.
"How cane she forget you." Gawain sighed. "You teased her endlessly."
"And you didn't?" Dagonet asked fully knowing what the answer was going to be.
"Of course I did. I'm her big brother what do you expect? It's the natural thing to do, what else do you have a little sister for?" Was Gawain's explanation.
"I remember my little sisters, I have two." Lancelot smiled. "Irritating little monsters but I love them."
"What a sweet thing to say." Galahad laughed.
"You don't have siblings so stay out of it." Gawain joked.
"Well you're like an irritating brother so I do know what it's like." Galahad said putting his horse in gallop.
"I should kill you!" Gawain joked chasing after the younger knight.
"Gawain!" Lancelot called. "He lived the fifteen years in Britain so let the poor boy live a few years in peace!"
"I'm not going to kill him!" Gawain called still chasing his younger friend. "I'm just going to break a few things!" He added laughing.
"You'll have to catch me first old man!" Galahad called back laughing.
"Is it just me or have they just gotten ten years younger?" Lancelot smirked.
"Let them enjoy themselves. It's been fifteen years since they have seen home." Dagonet said.
"Ahh... you're right Dagony." Bors chuckled. "They remind me of my little bastards."
"You already miss them." Dagonet grinned.
"I do, they mean something to me. And I know you miss Lucian to!" Bors muttered, the big oaf had feelings too!
Dagonet said nothing just gave a half smile.
At this point Gawain had gotten his horse next to Galahads and jumped from his own horse onto Galahads. Sending himself and Galahad; sprawling to the ground.
"You two get off of each other!" Lancelot called to them laughing.
"When he says; he gives up!" Gawain said; he had the younger man in a chokehold.
"Galahad, give up." Lancelot chuckled. He was kind of taking the leader part over seeing Arthur wasn't with them, he didn't really like the leader part though. Luckily Arthur was coming to visit them later he wouldn't be able to live with being a constant authority figure.
"Never." Galahad mumbled trying to get out of the tight lock he was in.
"What was that?" Gawain said tightening the hold.
"I yield." Galahad choked out.
"That's a good boy." Gawain said releasing the hold he had on Galahad. Than he got up and ruffled the younger knight's hair.
"You don't fight fair." Galahad mumbled getting up.
"It took you more than fifteen years to get that?" Lancelot smirked riding up to them.
"Get back on your horses. We're almost there." Tristan said before whistling his hawk.
"I thought you didn't want to go home?" Gawain said mounting his horse.
"I'd rather be anywhere than here." Tristan mumbled riding off.
"After all this time, that one is still as big as a mystery to me as I when I first met him." Lancelot said looking at the knight who was ridding off.
"I hear ya lade." Bors said.
"Let's get a move on it." Gawain said after Galahad finally mounted his horse.
"Home is so close I can almost smell it." Bors said pinching his eyes close in taking in a lot of air throw his nose.
"Yeah, yeah, now let's go before we lose Tristan." Lancelot said riding off. The others fallowed his lead.
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