The Lady of Hauntdesert
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Summary: I was doing a bit of research In my spare time and found out that there was something going on (so they say in the myth of King Arthur) between Sir Gawain and The Lady of Haundesert, wife of a man named Bertilak. I thought I'd write a fic about it. It starts of after the movie finishes.
PhoenixFyre
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Katemary77
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Jynessea Greanleaf
Thanks, Gawain is hot! I was thinking of making Bertilak a jerk but decided not to.
Blue Eyes At Night
Sorry about the long gap between updates- I had writers block. He he, not good. Thanks for your review.
Matilda showed Gawain to his room and sent her maid down to the kitchens to prepare food for the hungry Knight. After seeing that Sir Gawain had settled in she said her goodbyes and walked down to the kitchens to see how the food was. She pondered the Knight as she walked down to the kitchens. He looked so wild! As wild as her mothers people the Woads, natives of Briton. Some of the ladies she knew would be frightened of him, but as wild as he appeared Matilda knew he was a kind man. And he was good with children, Eleanor looked up at him with awe. He was handsome in a wild looking way, Matilda thought, then brushed away these improper thoughts. The food was good she decided and took it to the Knights room herself. It was much more polite, and for a man in such a high position she didn't want to send a maid. She ignored the voice in the back of her mind saying it was because she wanted to study him again. As she walked down the corridor she noticed the door was ajar and could hear the Knight speaking. She felt a flash of annoyance as she heard a familiar girl's voice. She walked into the room.
"I have brought you your food, Sir Gawain." She said politely.
"Eleanor, I thought I told you to leave Sir Gawain alone." She said sternly to her daughter who was looking sheepish.
"Sorry Mother- Sir Gawain was telling me stories!" She exclaimed. She turned to the Knight. "Mother tells me stories of you and the Knights of the round table! Like you, except she wasn't there⦠But they are awfully good." She said flashing him a charming smile.
"I know sweetheart- but Sir Gawain is hungry and probably doesn't want you pestering him so!" Matilda said.
"It is alright, Lady Matilda. I rather enjoy story telling. Perhaps young Eleanor here would like to come back later and I can tell her more stories. If that is alright with you." The long haired Knight asked politely.
"Only if Eleanor behaves herself." Matilda said. Eleanor nodded her head enthusiastically.
"I shall! I shall mother, I will be very good." Eleanor curtsied and left the room. Matilda shook her head at the retreating back of her daughter.
"Well I'd best be going to. Is there anything you wish for? If you desire something ring that bell and a maid will soon be up. Will you be taking supper with us in the dining room?" She asked. Gawain nodded.
"If you wish milady." He said. Matilda smiled and became suddenly bold.
"I wish it." She said surprised to find herself thinking what it would be like flirting with him. Then she realized she did and quickly tried to cover it up. "So would Eleanor, she could hear more stories. But you must be tired, you should rest. Goodbye."
"Goodbye."
Matilda found herself preparing for supper very carefully. She wanted to look good but was confused as to why. Was she harboring romantic feelings for Sir Gawain? Surely not, the last time she felt like that was early in her marriage to Bertilak. She hadn't had those feelings for a man in seven years. She shook her head as if to clear her mind but it didn't work. With a sigh she stood up and walked down to the kitchens to see if supper was ready.
Half an hour later Matilda, Eleanor and Gawain were seated at the table.
"Mother knows how to shoot a bow, and she can use a sword!" Eleanor said proudly to Gawain. Matilda blushed. 'What must he think of me? That is most unwomanly.' She thought to herself.
"Really? How long have you practiced?" The Knight asked, apparently interested.
"About five years, I'm not very good. My husband wanted me to learn self defense in case anything happened." Matilda said, red in the face. She looked down at her plate not being able to look directly at the handsome Knight.
"Your husband is a wise man. Would you like extra tuition?" He asked her.
"Yes please." She said before she could stop herself. "I mean- If it's not inconvenient for you." She added, blushing beet red.
"It would be a pleasure milady." Gawain said and left the topic at that, sensing she was embarrassed. Eleanor broke the tension in the room by eagerly asking for stories.
Later that night the three sat in a cozy sitting room, a cheerful fire crackling in the fireplace. Eleanor was excitedly asking Gawain countless questions and he answered happily. He was telling a tale about the time when a drunken Sir Lancelot mistook a man for a woman when Matilda realized it was well past Eleanor's bedtime.
"Come along little one. It's time for you to go to bed." Matilda said rising from her chair.
"But Mother, I'm not t t t tired." Eleanor said yawning.
"Yes you are. You need sleep." Matilda said picking up her daughter.
"I'd best be off to bed too, I need to go to my new residence early tomorrow. I shall be back late at night. May I walk you ladies to your rooms?" Gawain asked. Matilda nodded.
"If it would please you, Sir Knight." She said and they walked to Eleanor's room, she was already asleep- head on Matilda's shoulder.
"Sleep well, Lady Matilda." Gawain said.
"Sleep well Sir." Matilda replied.
A/N: Sorry it's been so long- writers block. It's kind of short I know, next chappie will hopefully be longer!
