Rain

It was raining. Pouring actually, and yet several of Bors children, Galahad, Gawain, Galahad the younger and Elaine were dancing and playing around in it beside the tavern where Vanora, Bors and Lancelot watched quite dry.

"I just those children don't get a cold. You know if one gets it, they all do." Vanora shook her head. Bors merely snorted and continued to watch his children play, occasionally drinking out of the cup beside him.

"I hope that isn't one of her good dresses," Bors commented before taking another sip. "Because she's going to get very muddy with that lot."

"I'm sure she's aware of it." Vanora replied with a smile. "You know she told me once she wanted to have a large family because she had been an only child and it had been very lonely for her. I think she has sort of adopted the village children as her own almost."

"She told you that?" Bors was interested in this little tidbit of information. Lancelot on the other hand appeared not to have heard what Vanora had said.

"Yes. We women do converse about things you know." Vanora shook her head. "Lancelot, when are you going to ask her to marry you?" He turned to look at Bors and Vanora and then back at the scene in front of them, grimacing as Gilly fell, tripping Galahad and his sister Helene.

"I haven't really thought of it yet. We only been together for about a year now."

Vanora scoffed. "Just because I waited thirteen bloody years for this one to marry me, doesn't mean Elaine will. You should make sure you have her for keeps before she goes and finds herself someone else." Vanora doubted that the girl would, she was in love with Lancelot and it seemed to be very sincere. "Besides, by all accounts you've been having some strange courtship for the last ten years."

"Think I should Bors?"

"Why the hell are you asking me for? It's your girl, you decide to marry her."

"I suppose it would be a good idea to marry her."

"About time." The three turned to see Galahad walk up behind them. "I would have thought you would have realized she was the one for you a long time ago. Your usually not that dense." The younger knight smiled. "Of course, there has been a pool going on amongst the Romans. I think the top choice right now is that Elaine is going to run off with that twit Marcus Silva."

Lancelot just smiled back and shook his head. He already knew that Galahad and the others had been trying to get him and Elaine together ever since her arrival in Camelot. He had lied when he had said he hadn't thought of marrying her before. He had since Tristan and Isolde's wedding. It was a large step, but he now realized it was the right one to make. He had already talked to Arthur.

After all he did love her.

Sorry about not having the review responces, but I'm trying to get ready to go home tomorrow and finish this so I'll be putting the responces in a chapter or two. Thank you for reviewing and for reading this:)