A/N: Okay I am really sorry I haven't updated lately but I had a bad case of stomach flu (yeah I know, not very pleasant) anyway I am hoping to get back on track now, enjoy.
Chapter Four
Beleth sat in the circle of knights in the pouring rain hearing Bors some where of in the distance talking about Vanora and their children. She wasn't really listening. She was looking into a rare window of how the knights really were. Arthur always talked about the connection they shared but she had never really understood it, until now.
When they left she had been quiet and observant taking in everything, and trying her best to ignore Galahad, who kept glancing over at her which annoyed her more then words can describe. Why had he threatened Horton like that? It was so pointless. Was her presence really so offensive.
The trip so far had been everything she thought it would be. When they were cornered by the Woads, her heart was pumping faster then ever before but she was surprisingly calm and collected. She also noticed that Galahad pulled his horse up beside hers. It was as if he cared, that would explain why he had tried to stop her from coming by threatening the monk. She pushed the thought from her mind. It was wishful thinking and she knew it. But his attitude certainly had changed towards her. He even talked to her, no matter the things he said.
She was brought back to the present by realizing someone was standing beside her sitting form. She looked up to see Galahad staring down at her. She tried to seem as if she didn't care, but she was so thrilled, even through her anger.
"May I sit down?" She looked up at him, when she heard his tender tone.
"Of course," May be that sounded eager, "If you would like to." He looked at her for a moment before throwing his self down in the mud.
It amazed Beleth how nonchalant the Knights were about their bodies. It had taken her five minutes to sit on the soaking log she was now carefully perched on. The thought of lying in the mud to sleep made her gag. She didn't want to seem weak to the knights, but she had seen three worms, a centipede, and barely contained her scream when an enormous spider walked across her hand.
"I wanted to explain." She looked at Galahad.
"Explain what?" She was challenging him. If he didn't want her to come because he was scared for her he would surely say so now. It was a perfect opportunity. He was in his element.
"My actions, before we left, in the stable." He was talking to her as if she was stupid.
"Yes?" She prompted.
"I didn't want you to come because…" 'Come on; say it, because you were scared for my well being.' "Because, above the wall is no place for a girl." Beleth let out a silent sigh.
Not only did he think her not capable of taking care of her self, to add insult to injury he thought her a mere girl.
"I can take care of my self, quite well thank you." He looked up at her. He hadn't meant it as an insult. He looked over at the fire.
"Just a second," He got up and moved over to the fire and came back a second later with two racks of ribs, each containing four. He handed Beleth one and slumped in the mud and continued to eat the one he still held.
She looked at the enormous helping of meat. She glanced back down at Galahad. Gingerly she slumped down into the mud beside him. He looked at her chewing. She looked back.
"How do I..." She held up the meat. He looked at it swallowed and smiled.
"Here." He tore one off the rack, Beleth did the same. He started ripping the meat off the bone. She held the rib gingerly like a corn on the cob and nibbled it carefully. Sitting beside Galahad was something she had never done before and it was amazing the reaction it started in her. It was as if she was sitting next to a roaring fire.
She looked at him, even if he didn't feel the same way towards her she valued his friend ship.