Broken Promises
Authors NoteDuring the flashback Lancelot was ten and Isabella was six. I'm not going to go into to much detail with the parts of the story that was in the movie, hope nobody minds.
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Chapter 2:
Lancelot, Arthur, and Dagonet came out of the dungen with the three pelople they rescued.
"Water!" Arthur called "Bring me some water" Marius wife brought three water jugs (not sure what they use to call water jugs back then, but if anybody knows please tell me in there review) over to the knights and bent down to help the woman, Arthur brought out. Lancelot knelt beside the woman he saved, and brought the wate to her lips.
"Drink." he comanded rather grufley. When she didn't drink he softend his tone. "You need to drink." she sat up, with the help of her rescuer. The cool liqued burned her throte, but she kept drinking, when she finished she began to cough, but the coughing eventually subsited. "What is your name?" he slowley brought her head to rest on his lap.
"Who's asking?" she got a small glint in her eyes, which caused Lancelot to give his famous smile.
"Lancelot"
"Oh, gods" she thought "Could it be him?" she stared into his eyes, those dark eyes could only belong to one man, her first true love. "Does he rember me? is he married? does he have kids?
"Pheobe" she told him, she would tell him adventuley who she was, she just was not ready yet.
"Lancelot?" Lancelot looked up to find arthur by a wagon. "Put her in the wagon with the other two, Dag needs to look at her wounds." Lancelot nodded his head.
"I can walk on my own, really, it's no problem."
"Ok" he was really trying to hold back a smirk, this girl was stubborn. "Walk"
"Fine, I will" she stood up and immediately lost her footing, she braced herself to fall on the cold wet ground, but it never came, instead a strong arm wraped around her waist and another wrapped around her legs. Lancelot carried her to the wagon, she didnt fight him, she rested her head on his shoulder, soon sleep over took her and she fell asleep in the arms of the man she loved.
A few hours later Isabella woke up from her much needed rest, when she woke up she saw the woman that was kidnaped a few days after herself, she also saw the boy, Lucan, and a large mad tending to him. She was coverd in thick furs, her spine was killing her, and her fingers were aching. The large man turned around and saw that the young woman, Pheobe acording to Lancelot, was awake.
"I'm Dag" said the large man. He seemed very friendly and Isabella thought she might be able to trust him as well.
"Pheobe" she extended her good hand to shake his.
"How are you feeling?" he asked handing her a glass of water.
"My spine and hand hurt." he nodded his head.
"Your fingers can be pushed back but you'll have to wait till we can make a stop to look at your spine." the flap came up and a man walked into the wagon, and noticed that the woman Lancelot saved was awake.
"I see your awake, i'm Arthur Castus. and your Pheobe?" she noded her head yes. "May I?" he asked indacating to her bandaged hand. She brought her hand out from underneath the furs. He unwraped her hand and skimed his fingers over her's. "I have to push them back." she noded her head and closed her eyes as he began to snap her fingers back into place, tears fell freely but she did not yell in pain. When he was finished she fell back into a deep sleep once again.
