Epilogue:

Six months later

The sun was shining, and flower petals were drifting in the breeze around them. Everything was green, except the tall pillars of rock that encircled the wedding site. Kelleigh stood next Guinevere, her white dress flowing in the breeze, smiling. Merlin held out a goblet and walked through a row of torches toward them. Guinevere, who wore a dress of green, smiled, and looked at Arthur. He stood there, dressed in his dress armour, looking as handsome as the day she meet him. Kelleigh was proud of her best friend. He lived through the Battle of Badon Hill; he'd lived to see Britain unite under one cause. She looked at the handsome man beside him, and smiled as Lancelot's eyes twinkled with delight. He wore dress armour, but only at Arthur's insistence. He looked handsome; with the blood red cape at his back, and a decorative sword at his side. The mess of dark curls upon his head danced softly in the breeze. Merlin handed the goblet to Guinevere. She raised the goblet to her mouth and drank. She then passed the goblet to Arthur, who did the same. The group of four then turned to Merlin again.

"Arthur, Guinevere. Our people are one…" Merlin nodded at them slightly, "…as are you," he nodded. Kelleigh and Lancelot looked on as Arthur and Guinevere kissed. The crowd cheered happily, grateful to be united under one common cause.

Arthur looked at Lancelot, and then turned to look at Kelleigh. "My friends, we've still another joining to witness," he said, as Guinevere stepped back slightly, allowing Arthur to hold out his hand to Kelleigh. Kelleigh took his hand and smiled as Arthur drew her to his side. Kelleigh looked out over the crowd and smiled at the three remaining knights. Gawain and Galahad stood nearest to her, relaxed, and happy. Neither was dressed in dress armour, for they weren't being honoured that day. They smiled their approval to her. Bors stood with Vanora and his children, smiling like the proud father he was, dressed casually in his leather. She smiled again, and nodded her head to each of them. Arthur nodded to Lancelot, who took his place beside Kelleigh. He grasped her hand in his, and smiled.

Arthur looked at his two best friends with a content smile. For six months, he'd watched as Lancelot courted Kelleigh, watched as he went from a man who knew only fighting to a man who had a place in the world. Lancelot had really fallen in love, and Arthur was happy for his best friend.

Kelleigh had changed as well. She had grown beautifully under Lancelot's love. Her eyes sparkled with love for him, and there was never a moment when she wasn't with him, it seemed. Both were generously happy, and it showed with every gesture. Their love was as wild and free as the hawk Tristan had had, and it was as tender as a single caress of loving friends.

"I am honoured to join two of my friends together," Arthur said to the crowd. Lancelot and Kelleigh turned around to face Arthur and Guinevere. "Sir Lancelot, my Captain of the Guard, and Lady Kelleigh," The crowd cheered again, elated at being able to witness tow weddings instead of one.

Guinevere handed Kelleigh a flower, while Arthur handed Lancelot a ring. "Kelleigh," Lancelot looked at her. Kelleigh smiled lovingly. "I've waited for fifteen years to do this," Lancelot said, gently placing the ring on her finger, "For fifteen years, I've loved you, and now, in front of whatever Gods are watching, I make you my wife," he said.

Kelleigh felt the tears well in her eyes as she stared at Lancelot. "For fifteen years, I've loved one man, and now, on the day I am joined with him, I'm the happiest woman in all the land," she said, "I love you, Lancelot,"

"I love you, Kelleigh," he said, and kissed her. Arthur and Guinevere smiled and looked at Merlin, who nodded his approval.

"Hail Arthur," Merlin yelled, and then went down on his knees. Every man, woman, and child followed the suit. Kelleigh and Lancelot kneeled together, hands still entwined, smiling. Gawain and Galahad kneeled as a sign of respect for their commander and their friend, as well as their king. Bors and Vanora bowed, giving Arthur and Guinevere respect and love. Arthur and Guinevere looked over their people and smiled.

"Let every man, woman and child bear witness that from this day, all Britons will be united in one common cause," Arthur said, and then drew Excalibur and thrust it into the air. Kelleigh and Lancelot stood, and looked at Arthur.

"Arthur!" Everyone yelled, saluting him with his or her fists.

"Artorius!" Bors yelled drawing his sword and saluting Arthur. Gawain and Galahad did the same. Lancelot looked at Kelleigh, drawing the decorative sword from the sheath at his side. He saluted Arthur, and Kelleigh closed her hand around his and looked at Arthur. Guinevere latched her hand on Arthur's and they signalled to the Woads. The Woads shot off flaming arrows, arcing them into the body of water below.

The feast after the wedding was a joyous affair. Arthur and Guinevere were never apart for more then a few seconds while everyone seemed to be vying for Kelleigh's attentions. She didn't pay any attention though, for she had eyes only for Lancelot, who doted on her. He smiled at her as he looked up from his game, and then blew a kiss. Kelleigh blew one back, enjoying her newly wedded state. All the women vied for Lancelot's attention, but when he wasn't playing his game, he was with Kelleigh, either holding her in his arms or holding her hands in his, enjoying the feel of her near him.

Kelleigh escaped the crowds and walked out of the fort quietly, wishing to be alone for a few moments. She sighed softly, and watched her breath in the air. She found herself on the path to Badon Hill, toward the graves of all the knights. Kelleigh looked behind her, and then continued on, until she came to Tristan and Dagonet's graves. The grass had just barely begun to grow over both graves and neither grave was piled high with dirt anymore. They'd been gone for six months. Kelleigh sat down on the path between both graves and set her hands in her lap.

"I've gone and married him, my friends," she whispered softly, staring at Tristan's grave. "Six months ago, I'd have run from marriage, now, I'm sure I'm ready," she added. The breeze blew her hair about her face, and blew her dress about her knees. She played with the grass at her knees, and murmured to herself. That was how Lancelot found her; playing with the grass.

"You've been here all this time?" Lancelot asked, sitting behind her, and pulling her into his arms. He kissed her ear and sighed.

"Yes," Kelleigh whispered, "I wanted them to know," Kelleigh said, referring to Dagonet and Tristan.

"They know," Lancelot said, nuzzling her neck, "Wherever they are, they know,"

"I didn't want them alone," Kelleigh said, "I miss them so," she added softly. Lancelot sighed and hugged her close. "They were like brothers,"

"I know you miss them, my love, but they'd want you to be happy," Lancelot said, "Have you been to your father's grave?" he asked, brushing the hair from her face.

"Not yet," Kelleigh replied, "Will you come with me?" He kissed her temple, and leaned against her.

"Of course," Lancelot said, and got up. He held out his hand to help Kelleigh up, and they walked hand in hand to Tiberius' grave. Lancelot noticed the sword that was standing in the grave. "When?" he asked, and looked at her.

"Badon Hill," Kelleigh replied, and knelt down, gently touching the grave. "I've come to say goodbye, papa," Kelleigh said, "I'm married now, and I am happy. I couldn't have met him if it wasn't for you," Her eyes welled with tears, and Lancelot knelt beside her, taking her hand in his.

"I'll take care of her," he said, "If it weren't for you Tiberius, I'd not have the most beautiful woman in the world as my wife," Kelleigh brushed a tear from her eye, and looked at Lancelot.

"I love him, papa," she whispered, "I'm happy. I am saying goodbye," She leaned over and kissed her father's sword. Lancelot gave her a smile.

"Ready to head back, love?" Lancelot asked, looking at her.

"I'm ready," Kelleigh said, "Let's go home," Lancelot couldn't have been happier. He kissed her lips passionately before taking her hand, and leading her back to the fort to start their new life.

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