Galahad and I
By: SarmatianKnight13
Chapter Three
Apparently Guinevere didn't really need me because she didn't come to look for me. Of course, if she did I wouldn't have known about it because I had sat up in my tree for most of the day. This pain must be my reward for calling Galahad a brother when I should have told him about my true feelings. I can be so stupid sometimes.
I finally came down when the sun started to set. I had to help my parents prepare for another night at the tavern. When I arrived my parents were frantic.
"Where have you been?" My mother asked hysterically.
"I have been in my tree all day mother." I said, wiping a few stray tears away.
"You have been crying." My mother stated. "Why?"
"It's nothing mother. Can we not discuss it?" I pleaded.
"Yes, dear. We won't."
"Thank you, mama." I said, hugging her.
"Enough! We must get to work!" And we did. Vanora had soon arrived after putting all of her children to bed. She took one look at me and knew something had happened.
"What is wrong? You look as if you have been crying! And I have heard that you were missing for the day!" She scolded.
"I am sorry to have worried you. Something was said to me that broke my heart, Vanora." I told her.
"What?" She asked in a whisper.
"I suppose I shouldn't really be that upset. After all, I probably deserved it. I had referred to Galahad as a brother. Oh how I wanted to tell him Vanora, but I couldn't. Earlier today, he called me a friend. Just a friend I suppose." I could feel tears burning in the back of my eyes again.
"Oh dear! It is not a matter of revenge! I'm sure he thinks of you more then just a friend!" Vanora said, trying to comfort me.
"I do not believe that." I said, picking up two mugs to deliver them to a nearby table. I didn't wait for Vanora's reply, and to tell you the truth, I didn't want to talk about it anymore.
Guinevere soon arrived. I didn't know why she always came to the tavern, I suppose it was because everyone was here and she didn't want to be bored or miss out on anything that might occur.
"Hello my queen." I greeted as I approached the table. She decided to ignore that comment. I sat down across from her.
"Where did you go? I was looking for you." She asked.
"I… I felt like disappearing for awhile. I went to my favorite tree that I used to climb as a child." I informed her.
"Is there a reason for the visit to your favorite tree?" She inquired.
"Yes. After you and Arthur had left the room, Galahad and I talked for a moment, and in that moment he had referred to me as his friend. And only his friend I suppose." Guinevere gasped. I am such a liar. I just talked about it again.
"No, I know that he does not feel that you are just a friend to him!" She exclaimed.
"And how would you know that?" I asked.
"Galahad is easier to interpret then you are my friend. Galahad has always been an outgoing man. I have read all of the signs. I am surprised that you could not see it." I was surprised. So Galahad might like me more then a friend.
"You must talk to him." Guinevere urged. "Trust me. Both of you will turn up happy in the end."
"I am not so sure. I am not as brave as you and the rest of the knights are! I could never just go up to a man and tell him how I feel about him!" I exclaimed silently so no one around us would hear.
"You love Galahad don't you?" Guinevere asked.
"More then anything in this world." I replied truthfully.
"And if I told you that Galahad loved you back, would you talk to him?"
"No, because I know that Galahad does not love me back."
"But how can you be so certain!" Guinevere shouted exasperatedly.
"I can't be sure of anything, but this I am sure of. Again I say: why would Galahad want me when he can have a prettier girl?"
Guinevere threw up her arms in surrender. "I give up! I can not make you do this, but I can not bear to see you in pain. Do me a favor! Do everyone else a favor, and talk to him!"
As if on cue, Galahad, Gawain, Bors, and Arthur entered the tavern and sat at the table the two women were currently occupying.
"Good evening ladies!" Gawain greeted ever the charming one. "My queen and my fair rose." He added. Both of us rolled our eyes.
"Good evening to you Gawain." I said standing. "May I get you boys a drink?" They nodded, and I got away from that table as fast as I could. I took my time filling up mugs, and I tried to stall as much as I could. I did not want to face Galahad for fear that I might start crying again. When I felt that I had probably taken to much time I finally went back to the table and plopped drinks down in front of everyone; even Guinevere who immediately took a sip. I must have frustrated her too much to the point where she is starting to drink. I thought.
Just then I noticed something. Something that broke my heart even more. A very pretty girl was perched on Galahad's lap. They were laughing together as if they had been lovers forever. I sighed. This is what I get for my cowardice.
"Have a good evening gentlemen, and Guinevere." I croaked out; barely though. I turned and left. Surprisingly, I did not cry. And I was proud of myself for it. I soon was swept up into the hustle of more customers, and soon, again surprisingly, I forgot about Galahad. Of course, I could still feel it lurking in the back of my mind, and I kept pushing it back there, but I actually enjoyed my evening. But I felt empty inside.
A/N: I'm not so sure about this chapter. As a warning I'm not sure about the next chapter either. Hehe. I really have no idea where to go with this story but maybe soon my muse will come back to me and I'll be able to think of something. Until then I would love to thank all of my reviewers! Your reviews light up my life! And, yes, I realize that my tenses don't match up sometimes, but I am really bad at tenses and I apologize right now for any mess ups I make later on! Again, thank you to all of my reviewers!!
Urhallucinating: I will hopefully update as much as I can. There might come a time when I don't for awhile. You'll know then that I have writer's block! Thank you for the comment on the storyline! For now it will probably be just a generic Galahad/OC until I can think of something creative. The problem is I'm not really creative.
Carolina: Thank you for the compliment on the story! I try my best but I know I'm not the best writer on but I try! And as I said to urhallucinating I'll try to update as much as I can!
starnat: It's sad isn't it? What I'm doing to these characters. I feel so bad about it but I kind of like it at the same time! I'm twisted like that!
wake-up call: Thank you for the compliment on my use of the first person. When I first started to right that's all I ever did was write in the first person. Then I started with the third person, and I do both. I understand about in the first person that you use "I" a lot and it gets kind of annoying. And I definitely agree that Galahad IS HOT!!!
ice73: Thank you also for your compliment even though it's not your cup of tea! And sorry I didn't specify about the burial mounds but it's to the left of the fort that they live in. I'm not even sure if that's the right direction I just guessed! lol.