Authors Note--- the dream scene will have her dreaming of diffrien times from her and Lancelots childhood and from where they found eachother again. If anybody has any questions or are confused about the dream scene please fill free to ask. Now on with the story!
Chapter 10:
Lancelot walked into Isabellas room and saw that she was sleeping. He walked over and ran his finger over her cheek, she started to stir around, her eyes flutter opened and she sat up.
"What's wrong?" she asked, she could see sadness in his eyes. She brushed her palms against his cheeks and kissed him on his lips, he wrapped his arms around her waist and broughter her closer to him. He nipt at her bottom lip and she opened her mouth and his toung darted in, she moaned into his mouth when he began to take her dress off. He trailed kisses down her neck to her collarbone, she brought her hands into his mass of curly hair. Lancelot gently laid her down and sliped her dress off.
"I love you." he wispered in her ear. "Are you sure you want this?" she brought his head down to her and kissed his kips tenderly, she smiled up at him and nodded.
Isabella laid her head on Lancelots chest and traced patterns on his chest with her index finger. Lancelot had his arms wrappd around her protectivly.
"Arthur's fighting the saxons tommorow." she raised herself up on one elbow and looked down at him.
"Are...are you fighting them?" he shook his head know and a tear of happiness fell from her eye. "I love you." she bent down and kissed his lips.
"And I you." she smiled at him and laid her head on his chest.
"I will always protect you, I promises." Lancelot left the small hut to let Isabella sleep.
"Don't leave me, please." Lancelot pulled her onto his lap and let her cry into his shoulder.
"Leave me alone!" Isaabella yelled at the older boy but he kept of picking on her. Lancelot came out and put a small dager to the boy's throte.
"Leave her be." the boy nodded and ran off as soon as Lancelot removed the dagger from his throte.
"Look at what I made you." Lancelot pulled out a seashell necklece and placed it around Isabella neck.
"I won't hurt you, I promises." She didn't know why but she trusted him.
"He raped me." tears fell down her cheeks, Lancelot wrapped his arms around her tighter.
"He won't hut you again, I promises."
"I love you." she kissed his lips tenderly.
"And I you."
The next morning Isabella rode infront of Lancelot on there way home to Sarmatian. The knights horses began to rear up, they walked them over to the field to try and calm them, they saw Arthur and they knew what they had to do.
"Hey" Tristan spoke to his hawk. "Hey, your free" his hawk jumped off his arm and flew into the sky. Lancelot looked into Isabellas eyes and ran his Index finger up and down her cheek. She closed her eyes as tear fell, she leand into his touch.
"You promised' she took a deep breath. "You promised that you would return, please, I can't loose you agian, I can't." she opened her eyes to see that his eyes were glazeing over. "Please" she rested her forehead against his and brought her hand up to caress his face. "Don't leave me, don't brake this promises."
"I'm not going to, as soon as this is over i'm going to take you back to Sarmatian and i'm going to make you my wife." she cried harder. "Will you marry me?" she nodded her head. "I rromises, i'll come back.He kissed her one last time before mounting his horse and leaveing. She fell to the ground sobing, Vanora came over and wraped her arms around her to try and comfort her.
Lancelot ran over to where he saw Guinevere fall, he bloked the saxons blade with his own, he stabed him and turned arond to behead onther behind him.
Isabella killed another saxon, she was looking all over for Lancelot and had yet to see him, she was worried that something had happened to him but would belive his promised he made to her. She saw Guin fall from a blow from a saxon and ran toward her, she saw Lancelot behead a saxon and was going to fun after him till she saw another saxon with a bow aimed at Lancelot.
"Lancelot!" he turned to her but the arow had already pierced his armor. She ran toward him cuting down every saxon in her way, it seemed that time moved slower but she finally mad her way toward him. The arow didn't kill him right away but it had came very close to his lung. She took off his helmet and placed his head on her lap.
"Bella." he caughed but at least he was alive. Tears spilled from her eyes as she stroke his hair.
"Your going to be ok." she pulled the arow from his chest and he screamed in pain. She riped the sleve of her dress and placed it over the wound to try and stop the bleeding.
"I love you" he placed his hand on her cheek. She leaned into his touch and placed her own hand over his.
"And I you." she leaned down and kissed his lips.
"I'm so tired." he started to shut his eyes but she shook him awake.
"No! you can't sleep, you promised you would return and I won't let you brake this promises!" he couldn't brake this promises, she wouldn't let him.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't protect you, i'm sorry I broke my promises." she shook her head.
"No, you didn't, you kept every one of your promises you ever made me, but you have to keep this one too, you have to live so we can go home...so I can be your wife. You have to stay alive, I need you to stay alive." Arthur came over to them and got infront of Lancelot. "Is it over?" she asked looking at Arthru who nodded. "We have to get him looked at, I think he'll be ok, but his wound needs to be looked at."
"Dag, help me get him onto my horse, Bors, ride Tristan back on your horse, the rest of you see to the rest of the battle. Isabella you can ride his horse back to the wall." she nodded and wistled, the black steed rode up to her and she mounted, rideing behind Arthur and Bors.
