Chapter four

Melodie stood in shock of what had just happened.She quickly turned and ran up to Baralie.

'Baralie look what you're doing' she yelled at him. He ignored her and kept walking.

'If you really cared about me you wouldn't do this' She said trying to grab his hand. But it was too late. He had already spotted Lancelet, he was standing near a large door talking to Arthur, they both looked up when they heard her yell.

Baralie took one large swing at Lancelot which he and Arthur quickly dodged.

Arthur was quickest he grabbed his sword and blocked Baralies next blow. Lancelot drew his sword and swung it at him; He quickly jumped to one side and swung his sword round it connected with Arthur's sword.

'Stop' Melodie shouted running over to Baralie. He quickly swung his sword at Lancelot, it missed, he brought his arm back fast in one quick movement it sliced into Melodie's arm causing blood to come out rapidly. She'd never seen so much blood her stomach felt sick looking at it.

She'd never told anyone but she hated blood, ever since she saw a man killing a sheep there had been so much blood and she felt sick whenever she saw it. She closed her eyes trying not to look at it. It did hurt but the look of it was far worse then the pain could ever be. She felt dizzy like the whole world was spinning around her. She fell to her knees and looked back at her arm. It was completely covered in blood now.

'Melodie' Baralie said dropping his sword and falling to his knees next to her.

'I'm sorry, I didn't mean…' He started but was grabbed by the shoulder by Lancelot and Arthur who pushed him up against a wall.

'What the hell are you doing?' Lancelot yelled holding him against the wall. Arthur pulled his hands around and started to walk away.

'What are you doing?' Melodie asked Arthur white faced.

'Putting him in a room until he calms down' Arthur said over his shoulders leading Baralie out of sight.

'Are you alright?' Lancelot asked taking her arm gently. She nodded.

'Who was that?' Lancelot asked ripping a piece of his clothing of and rapping it around her arm.

'A friend' she said looking at anything but her arm.

'That's your friend?' He asked as Tristan came over and kneeled beside them.

'It's a deep cut, but it's clean' He said taking her arm. He pulled out some medical supplies from his pocket and cleaned the wound before rapping a large bandage around her arm from the elbow to the wrist.

'Thank you' she said looking up at him. He smiled and stood up helping her to her feet.

'I'll change the bandage tomorrow' He said to Lancelot who was looking at her concerned. He just nodded as Tristan walked away.

Are you alright?' He asked putting his hand on her shoulder to stop her from wobbling. She was still feeling queasy from all the blood.

'I have to talk to Arthur for a second you should have a rest' He said. She nodded and he walked of in search for Arthur.

She walked as far away from the village as she could. She came to the village wall and sat down leaning against it. She sat there for what seemed like 5 minutes, but the sun had set and the stars had come out.

'There you are' Lancelot said walking over to her.

'Sure you're alright? You where looking pretty queasy back there' He said sitting down next to her.

'I can't stand blood' she said looking at her arm. Lancelot just laughed at this.

"Why don't you have fears like the rest of us?" she asked him curiously.

He smiled and looked at her. He gently lifted her chin with his fore finger

"I cannot stand spiders."

She broke into a smile and laughed quietly "Spiders, Sir"

'Yes, and you'd better keep quiet about it as well" Lancelot replied with a grin, his eyes memorizing her face, every feature with a calm gaze

"I can't have any of the others knowing, can I trust you?"

"Yes" She answered. He was moving closer his hand still on her face.

'Lancelot' Shouted Tristan from a distance. Lancelot sighed and looked over to where he heard the voice.

'Yes?' He asked disappointed.

'Arthur needs to speak with you' He said walking over.

'What do you two talk about?' Meldoie asked with a smile.

'Many things' He said standing up.

'He's in the tavern' Tristan said. Lancelot nodded and walked back up to the village.

'How's your arm? Tristan asked sitting down next to her.

'Fine' she said holding her arm out for him to see.

'Why aren't you in the tavern with all the other knights?' She asked.

'I was about to ask you the same thing' He said looking into the sky.

'I don't feel like talking to people who don't even listen to you they just….' She started.

'Wait for there turn to speak?' Tristan said not looking away from the stars.

'Yes' she said looking to him surprised of how right he was.

'I've miss judged you' Tristan said looking at her.

'It won't happen again'

'What about th…' Tristan started but stopped and quickly looked to his right. He stood up and put his hand on his sword.

Melodie quickly stood up to see what he was doing. She peered around his to see a shadow coming towards them. She couldn't tell who it was, it was too dark.

'It's Baralie' He said drawing his sword.

'No, Tristan don't' She said putting her hand on his making him lower the sword.

'Can I talk to Melodie' Baralie said walking over. He had his hands in his pockets and didn't seem to care that Tristan was holding a sword. Tristan looked at Melodie before nodding and walking away.

'How's your arm?' He asked walking over to her. She didn't say anything just kept staring at the ground.

'I'm sorry' He said lifting her head so she'd look at him. It was the first time she had seen him so sad. He was always happy and joking, he'd always know how to cheer her up. Now his eyes seemed empty like he didn't care about anything.

She smiled at him wanting to cheer him up. She felt like it was all her fault Barlaie just got caught in the middle. He smiled back and hugged her bringing her into his chest.

'It'll never happen again' He said kissing her forehead.

'Don't worry about it' she said looking at him.

'I still feel bad'

'I know, go ahead and hit me. A free shot' He said turning his shoulder towards her.

You're gonna hit me back?' She asked warily

'No, that's why it's called a free shot.' He said smiling.

'Oh, Ok. Get ready, here it comes. It's coming. Get ready' she said bitting her lip.

'I'm ready, do it' He said dropping his arms to his side.

She lifted her arm to hit but hesitantly stopped and put it back down.

'I can't' she said to Baralie.

'Don't ever change' He said swinging his arm round her shoulder and walking back up to the village.

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