Confusion

It had been a year since that night at the Round table and Elaine had settled into life at Camelot easily. Vanora, Guinevere, and her had become an inseparable threesome who ruled the roost while the men were off fighting any remaining incursions of Saxons. Galahad had been growing up fast, more and more often asking to have the Knights to teach him something new. Elaine still bulked at the idea of her son messing around with swords, but after both Tristan and Galahad had promised to watch over her son along with Lancelot. She had reluctantly allowed it.

Her life had been very simple and uncomplicated, but then Isolde had arrived. The young Irish princess had been a bubbling fountain of happiness and love, sharing with all the fact that she had been quite won over by Sir Tristan and it hadn't been hard to find out he had been just as in love with her. What made Elaine confused was what Isolde had said to her.

It had started one day when Isolde had followed her to learn about the various places in the village near the fortress. She had been talking a ongoing conversation (one-sided mostly) on the various romances. She had talked about Guinevere and Arthur and of course the original couple Vanora and Bors. What had shocked Elaine was when Isolde started talking about her and Lancelot. How they were such a cute couple and how she hoped that Tristan and her would become as close as they were.

When had that happened, she wondered to herself. She hadn't corrected Isolde, deciding not to break the girls illusions of great love and the like, but also because it had caused her to think back on the last year and try to figure out how on earth they appeared to be together.

Sure, Lancelot didn't take on the Barmaids as often as he had in the past, but that had been true before she had even stepped into Camelot. That was more because of Guinevere then anything. He spent a lot of time with her because of their son, not because he felt anything other then friendship for her.

She certainly didn't gaze at him lovingly like Vanora and Guinevere did their husbands and she didn't rush to meet him when he came home. He never kissed her or brought her flowers like Galahad did for Helene. They were friends, but she was unsure where this perfect example of tranquility had come from.

Isolde had obviously missed their fighting the day before on whether or not Galahad was old enough to learn to use a real sword. She had been sure that most of the village had heard it, as they tended to have very loud arguments.

Elaine was very sure they weren't in love with each other, regardless of what Isolde thought. However, there was the one part of her that betrayed the rest. The part that wished they were the romantic couple Isolde saw.

Well, here comes in Isolde, Tristan's great love (also a mythological character from Arthur). She's getting Elaine wondering, and now someone has to get Lancelot thinking. This chapter was actually not how I originally planed out when I opened up my Word program to start typing it. It was supposed to end with perhaps a realization by someone that they love the other but apparently my fingers thought differently. More time for those two.

I also had trouble in keeping this to 500 words. When I first finished it, it was about 520, but then I took out a few un-needed things and got it down to 500. All the more reason to write antoher section to put those thoughts in.

Review Responses:

blueicedragon129: Thank you! I'm glad you liked it.

Evenstar: Yep, the problem is that now he has to realize that she's not just some random woman. And vice versa. Thanks for the review.

Cardelia: Don't worry; Galahad shall have some more scenes. I have to figure a way of distinguishing between him and the older Galahad but he shall return, perhaps to bang some sense into his parent's heads. Some very good ideas. I'll see if I can use them:) Elaine is gravitating more towards Lancelot at the moment then he is towards her (as far as we know) but she's in denial about it, as you can see:) Isolde & The other girls are going to have to get on her case.