"Your not gonna sit there all night and not answer are ya? Come on Dag." Bors prodded the taller knight as he made his way back to his chair. Placing his hands to his head he messaged his shaven hair.

"Not now Bors." he answered calmly, hoping the half drunken man would let it go.

"You know people have been tellin' me that ever since we got back and its startin' to bug the hell out of me. Get outta here." he snapped, shooing away a petite young hand maid who had found a seat on Gawain's lap.

"Hey!" Gawain muttered as the slim blonde walked away glancing fondly over her shoulder.

"Calm down Bors and have another drink." Tristan mumbled fixing some of the ties that lined his wrist bands. "After all, the only time we get any silence around here is when you have a cup in your face." Tristan added, through the hair that draped around his face they could all see a small trace of a grin as he spoke.

"Why I outta..." Bors retaliated but was stopped short as Gawain placed a hand on his forearm.

"Tristan's right Bors. Let is be, enjoy the celebration my friend. Whatever's going on is none of our business." Gawain laughed at the sight of the hot headed Bors.

"And what might that be?" A rough voice spoke up drawing the attention of all those seated at the table. The bearer of the voice stepped into view with the silhoutte of another beside him. "What is none of your business?" Arthur asked placing a hand on Lancelots shoulder and signaling for him to take a seat. "Feeling better my friend?" Arthur asked taking a seat beside Dagonet and Galahad.

"Much better Arthur. A little sore but all in all I am feeling rather well." Dagonet answered, glad that the subject had been changed, although the relief the gentle giant felt was soon to be lost once more do to the rantings of the drunken Bors.

"That is good to hear. Good to hear." Arthur said placing a hand on the mans shoulder.

"Well, well, well, by the look of all of these empty glasses I would say you are having a hell of a celebration." Lancelot spoke up glancing to the cups that cluttered the table. Taking a seat across from Arthur he signaled for another round. Immediately a woman headed their way with new pitchers in hand. "Got a little carried away with your drinking again huh Bors." Lancelot laughed as the woman set the fresh set of drinks on the table and proceeded to clean off the empty ones that littered it.

"How I wish I could take credit for all these drinks, and to still be standing, but not all of them are mine." Bors replied. "In fact that little set in front of you was washed down by none other than Lillian." He added laughing. "Should have seen her after a couple of those." He nudged Gawain to get him to laugh but he sat their silently, unsure of how to act towards the delicate situation of Lillian.

"Lillian was here?" Lancelot asked, rather suprised at the discovery. The drink that he was bringing to his lips he now quickly placed to the table top once more.

"Yep. Gave me a run for my money to. Though I think the beer got to her in the end." Bors chuckled leaning slightly back in his chair.

"What do you mean it got to her in the end? What happened?" Lancelot asked rather concerned as he took a second glance to the empty cups before him. "Is she okay?" An arm on the table the dark knight leaned forward to get a better view of the lot of them, seeing who would answer.

"The old gals just fine. Vanora's got here. Took her in the back there to go get cleaned up. "Bors answered pointing to the far off door the two women had went through moments before his arrival. "What a mess too." Bors looked to the others to colaberate his story but none answered.

"Bors." Dagonet whispered trying to get the man to stop talking but his words went unheard as he continued on his drunken spill.

"Starting rantin' and ravin' about someone being angry with her and such." Bors continued on with his story as though Bors had never spoken.

"It wasn't that bad." Galahad spoke up glancing to Arthur and Lancelot in an effort to do some damage control on the situation at hand. "She just got a little carried away thats all."

"By the way she talked to Dag I was sure he knew what was goin' on." Bors finished finding a cup still full of ale on the table and bringing it to his mouth. "Right Dag."

"Dagonet what is he talking about? Ranting and raving about what?" Lancelot turned his attention to the bigger knight beside him. All Dagonet could do was keep his eyes on Bors, kicking himself for letting him spill as much information as he did. He knew Lillian would not be pleased with how this situation was going.

"I am afraid you already know what he is talking about Lancelot. From what I got from her, Lillian had told you earlier this day." Dagonet answered quietly biting his tongue with every word he spoke.

Only for a brief moment did Lancelot not understand what Dagonet was speaking of, then it donned on him and his heart jumped.

"You knew. You knew before me!" Lancelot demanded, his voise raising with the anger he had felt earlier that day. Rising to confront the man beside him. "You knew and you didnt tell me!"

Instinctively Arthur rose and stepped between the two men dreading the thought of two of his knights going at one another on what was to be a happy occasion. "Lancelot sit down... Now!" Arthur spoke. His voice commanding. Relunctantely the dark knight obeyed although the fire inside him still raged on. "Speak of this now if you must but, do not attract much attention to yourselves." Arthur added surveying the area around them. The commontion had caused several onlookers, Roman military men, to look at them. After a moments pause Arthur made his way back to his seat and those that watched went back to their own business.

"Yes I knew of what happened to her but she did not tell me directly. I overheard her talking to the woad woman we brought back with us. I did not tell you because it was not my place to." Dagonet answered quietly. After speaking he managed to bring his eyes to that of the infuriated man near him. "When I told her that I knew I saw the look in her eyes, the same look I am sure you saw, if not more so. I urged her to tell you Lancelot so that you may get to understand."

"What? What happened to her?" Galahad asked curiously. After listening to the discussion of the two men he too began to wonder what was bothering them all.

Silence overhung the group and Galahads question remained hanging in the air. Dagonet, Arthur and Lancelot all sat silently contemplating what they should disclose. Lancelot took another drink hoping to forget and Dagonet sat their motionless.

"She was raped." Arthur answered quietly, regretting the decision as soon as he let the words slip through his lips.