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Galahad and I
By: SarmatianKnight13
Chapter Twelve
Rhoslyn's POV
Guinevere had done a pretty good job cooking for her first big meal. It tasted fine and no one dropped down dead. Once I had eaten a quick bite I brought a tray up to Galahad's room. Poor thing, I thought when I looked at him laying on his side. He looks so pathetic. He looked up when I came into the room.
"I have brought you your evening meal." I said. "I believe Guinevere did a fine job."
"Good, as long as no one died." He replied as he painfully sat up. I set the tray down on the bed and sat down in the chair. That's when it began. It started very subtle, like a very dull ache in my stomach. Then it became full fledged nausea. I began to shift around in my chair and Galahad looked at me strangely.
"Are you alright fair rose?" He asked. A piece of chicken was half way to his mouth.
I made a gulp noise. "I do not know pup. I feel like I am going to be sick."
Galahad looked at the chicken and immediately put it back on the tray. He then pushed it aside. I held my hand to my mouth and began to fidget again.
"Do you need something to drink?" Galahad asked offering me the goblet I had brought up for him. I shook my head furiously. I quickly stood, rushed over to the window (which was open, thank goodness) and emptied out my stomach. The funny thing was I could have sworn that I heard someone else heaving out of their window somewhere below me. I peered over the window and saw a blonde head sticking out down below me to the right. It was Gawain. Almost immediately after I realized that the blonde head was Gawain, a shaven head came out next to Gawain and emptied their stomach. It was Bors. Then I realized what it was. It was Guinevere's cooking. Somewhere in the back of my mind I gave a yell of triumph. She wasn't perfect at everything.
"Are you quite alright?" Galahad asked in a worried tone from behind me. I turned around and shook my head. Another wave of nausea over took me and I heaved out the window again. There was shuffling from behind me, and two hands held my hair out of the way as a third wave hit.
When I knew that I would not empty the contents of my stomach again, I pulled back from the window. Galahad stood behind me, and I nearly panicked. What was he doing out of bed! His face was screwed up into a grimace, and he still had a firm grip on my hair. Galahad held out the goblet for me, and I took a swig, swished it around my mouth and spit it out the window. Galahad then handed me a piece of cloth to wipe my mouth on.
"Remind me never to let Guinevere cook again." I said, as I helped him back over to the bed. "Thank you by the way, for the help. I am the one that is supposed to be helping you! And why were you out of bed?" Galahad just smiled.
"I do not believe you could help me with your head out the window."
I slapped him softly on the arm, and helped him lay back on the bed. When he was settled, I took the tray of food, and dumped it out the window.
" 'ey!" Came from down below. I looked out over the window ledge and saw Gawain pull a piece of chicken out of his hair.
"I am sorry Gawain!" I yelled down to him. "I am just trying to get rid of any trace of Guinevere's cooking!"
"It is alright! I think I am going to have a chat with her!" He yelled back up at me.
"I need to have one with her as well! She did not even EAT anything! It was as if she knew something was wrong with it!" Of course, I didn't really blame Guinevere. She has not had that long of an education in cooking. You know that is another thing I have to ask her about. Guinevere has looked tired and run down the past few days. I hope everything was alright.
I turned back and set the tray on the floor by the door. Then, I plopped myself back onto the seat by Galahad's side. There he lay, looking quite handsome.
"Perhaps you will have to give her more lessons." He said.
I snorted. "Either that, or never let her cook at all." I chuckled.
"I do not need anything if you wish to go and have your 'chat' with her." He said.
"No, it is alright Galahad. I will stay here a little longer. Then I can corner her as she is going off to bed." I replied with a wicked smile. He laughed.
"I had no idea you were evil." He teased.
"No, I do not have a mean bone in my body. I am all talk!" I replied. We laughed.
"But I suppose if you do not need anything else, I shall be off. I have to inform the cook never to let Guinevere in the kitchen again." Galahad snorted.
"Go ahead. I do not need anything."
"Alright. I will be back to check on you later." And with that I strode to the door, stooped to pick up the tray and was out the door and down the hall. Guinevere and I need to have a little chat.
I found her, hiding underneath the long wooden table in the dining hall. Guinevere… hiding. What was the world coming too? Guinevere was one of the bravest people I have ever known. Well, a lot braver then me.
"What are you doing under there?" I asked, bending down to get a closer look at her.
"I am hiding." She stated.
"Hiding from whom?" I asked.
"Gawain." She said, with a hint of fear.
"I thought Gawain was only going to have a chat with you." I said.
"Well, we did have a chat, and then it sort of got ugly after that." She answered.
"Ah."
Just then the great, double doors flew open and Gawain stormed in.
"Alright, where is she?" He asked, clearly fuming.
"I do not know Gawain. I haven't seen her." I said, after straightening up and stepping in front of Guinevere.
"I want to know where she is fair rose, and I think you know." His nostrils flared and his tone was stern.
"Why are you so desperate to find her?" I asked.
"Her food interrupted the best... well something very important to me." He spluttered.
My eyebrows arched. "Really? Did you happen to vomit on who ever it was that was important?" I asked, trying to hold back a smile.
"No thank the gods I did not. But she refused to… continue because of… my vomiting."
"Well, Gawain. She is not here at the present, but if I see her I will be sure to let you know." I said.
He let out one last grunt and stormed from the room slamming the double doors behind him.
"Whew. That was close. I thank you Rhoslyn." Guinevere said after sliding out from under the table and standing.
"You are quite welcome. I suppose I should have given you more lessons before you did your first big meal." I answered.
"I do not know. Maybe I am just not that good at cooking."
"Perhaps, I should just stick to my cooking and not fight, and you should stick to your fighting and not cook." Both of us erupted into a fit of giggles.
"You should have at least a basic weapons training." Guinevere said.
"I do not know. I am too afraid to shoot someone in the ass again." We erupted into another fit of giggles after this comment.
"By the way," I said after my laughing fit had subsided, "I have noticed you have been quite down lately and you have not eaten much. Are you alright?"
"I am not sure Rhoslyn." Guinevere said, pulling out a chair and slumping down in it.
"Have you gone to the healer?" I asked.
"No, I have not. I thought that I would just wait it out and see if I got over it, but I have not. Every other morning I wake up and I feel sick in my stomach. So sick that sometimes I vomit."
"Everyone seems to be vomiting a lot lately." I joked.
"Yes they have." Guinevere said with a grin.
"Tomorrow, you and I will go to the healer and we will see what is the matter with you. Does that sound alright?"
"Yes, it does." Guinevere said nodding.
"Alright, in the meantime go to bed, and try to take the quickest route to your chambers. Hopefully you will be able to escape Gawain."
Guinevere nodded again, and she stood. She pulled me into an embrace.
"Thank you so much for being my friend, Rhoslyn. I do not know what I would do without you."
I smiled. "You would wither and die." We laughed. She gave me one last squeeze, bid me good night, and was off out the doors. She looked both ways, checking to see if it was safe. And then she was gone.
Before I went to my own chambers I made a fast stop at Galahad's bedroom. I peeked in, and saw that he was fast asleep. I smiled, entered, and quietly closed the door behind me. I sat down in the chair and watched him for a while. It felt like an eternity just sitting there and staring at him. He was so handsome and innocent looking in sleep. Of course, he was handsome when he was awake, and he was far from innocent as well when he was awake. My heart went out to the young knight who was ripped from his homeland and forced into this… hell. My heart ripped at the thought of all terrible and horrible things he had seen in his years on this island. I just wish I could take all of those memories away from him.
I reached out and brushed a dark curl from his face. He sighed and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. I leaned over and kissed his forehead lightly.
"Good night my love." I whispered to him.
I stood from my chair, gave one final look at the handsome young knight, and then I was off to my own bedroom for a good night's rest. Hopefully.
A/N: Holy crap. I think that this is the most horrible chapter I have written so far! I am sorry if it sucks. I am suffering from writer's block. But then again I always seem to be suffering from writer's block. But, look on the bright side the Patriots are currently winning! YAY! On to the reviews!
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