Peace

Witchcraft is seen in a different way by different people. For some it is good; it saves lives, it is a gift from God or the Gods, for others it is evil; work of the devil, a sin and nothing good can come of it.

I say there is good and evil in everyone and everything. If there isn't, what is our purpose in life? What is our lesson to learn here on this earth? Whether or not you believe in God, or spirits, or the afterlife what matters most is that our human souls do the best with what time they have on this earth.

In my eyes, witchcraft is not evil. True, there are those evil people who will misuse magic or 'the craft' for their own good but in the end the power in itself is not based on hate or hurt.

Now 'King' Arthur and his Sarmatian Knights were living to build a new world. One of peace and equality for that is truly what these men stood for. True they had battles and wars to fight in the years to come but in their hearts what they fought for the freedom of humanity. Men and women are equal in this world. The wives of these courageous men stood by their husbands on the battlefields and shed blood just as they did.

They carried and equal burden and equal work load because equality is not about men being the stronger and the women the weaker although still to this day and age we still have people in societies who think so.

In the months following the great Sarmatian battle against the Huns, Shakira have birth to a daughter, whom Tristan honourably named Jocelyn. To their shock, not three months later Shakira realised she was pregnant yet again and gave birth to twins, Natasha and Kristiaan. Gabriel was without fail the strong loving older brother to his sisters and the mentor and friend to his little brother Kristiaan. The boys grew up very much life their father. Silent and deadly with their weapons and always looking over their shoulders for their sisters, who like their mother never failed to draw attention. The girls, were a mixture of their parents. Loving, like their mother, vigilant, like their father, but honour and respect were their number one values.

Guinevere and Arthur took little Lucan under their wing and Guinevere bore Arthur two children. Hope and Richard. Arthur in all of his love for God slowly grew out of his deep following for the religion and realised that God was within him and open to listen to him at anytime, just as he always was.

Lancelot and Jezebel, after William, Jet gave birth to their second son, Denzel. Both boys grew up to be exactly like their parents. Flirtatious but always looking for the certain someone to fill their lives the way no one else could.

Nothing made the village happier, than when Lucan married Jocelyn when she turned 18. He was already 25 by that time and had had a lot of training in the department of women but his friendship with the young witch blossomed into something lovely after she stitched a wound he received to his head during a battle.

It came to no-ones surprise when Gawain travelled back to Sarmatia to marry the Rhoxolani woman he had met during his stay. He brought her to Hadrian's Wall where they married in a typical Sarmatian ceremony and raised three children, Isolde, Morgan and Sarah. Three daughters for the Sarmatian warrior who had his dream of marrying a beautiful Sarmatian woman.

Galahad married a Woad. Her name was Alexandra. After many years of trying to conceive with no luck only three months after Natasha and Kristiaan were born, Alex gave birth to a baby boy they named Gareth.

Bors and Vanora. Who could say much more about them. Their brood did not grow any larger than 11. Vanora told him that if she bore him one more child she refused to ever sleep with him again. Of course, with Shakiras help and that of a 'very strong' dose of drink that she made so Vanora did not become pregnant, it did not come to that.

You could say that the Knights achieved their wish of peace. They grew old together in peace, with the odd battle.

Tristan never stoped being the warrior. He and Shakira never stoped being in love. Even when their hair had begun to grey and the signs of aging had caught up with them they were still very much in love and……well lets just say busy. Just because you get old does not mean the rest of you stops working!

Magic really is all around. When you hear a knock on the door and know who it is before answering, or when you play cards and for some reason all of your guesses are correct. But the greatest magic there is in the world is; love.

A/N: It has been an honour to write this story. It was the first one I began with and I achieved my goal. To all the reviewers and readers; thankyou so much. Hopefully you will go on reading my new fic; it will be up in the next day or so. Once again thankyou.

Nikkita.