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"Not Funny." Lancelot said wiping eggs of his face.
"Actually it is." Star said batting her eyelashes. Tristan snorted next to her when Lancelot lost his scowl.
"Your bad." Tristan whispered to her.
"I know." Star said smiling wickedly. "I'm full." She pushed her unfinished plate away from her.
"Eat." Tristan said pushing it toward her.
"But But …" she said but was cut of by bacon being shoved in her mouth. A finger ended up in her mouth so she bite it….hard.
Bors used this moment to try to pry the truth out of her. "Star how did you survive?" he asked as Vanora came into the room.
"I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!" She screamed and left the room very fast with Tristan at her heel shooting Bors a death glare. Arthur stood up and patted Bors shoulder. "It will be fine Bors. Practice in Half hour." Arthur said and left.
"She had it rough. Everything will be fine, lover." Vanora said kissing his cheek and went to check on the children. Bors was looking at the his food not eating it. The room was silent for once. Later, as they entered the training room they found Star in a pair of breeches and tunics as she shot arrows at the target repeatedly hitting the same stop, the bullz eye(SP?). the arrows cracked into two. When she ran out of arrows she rescued the few she could.
"Well milady how did you learn too shot like that?" Lancelot asked flirting with her.
"Tristan. He also taught me how to use daggers and the weakest points of a man." She said batting her eyelashes leaning forward
"Oh." Lancelot said before he retreated next to Gawain. She smirked at his retreating back.
"Milady what weapons do you use?" Arthur asked.
"My name is Star not milady and I use short knives and hand to hand combat. I can use a sword to but I don't like the swords." She answered picking her nails with a dagger.
"Would you like to spar?" he asked.
"Always." Star said brightening up and picking up her weapons.
"Galahad." Arthur said picking him out. Galahad grinned and picked up his sword. They circled each other waiting for someone to make the first move. Galahad brought his sword down at her she quickly moved out of the way. He brought it down again this time she grabbed it with her knives and pushed him backwards. When he was stumbling she grabbed his sword hitting him it the stomach with the hilt of the sword. He fell and landed on his back with a sword st his throat. She grinned and after a moment he grinned back.
"I like her." Galahad said as he stood up. He puts his arm around her shoulder and asked, "Can we keep her?"
Everyone laughs at them, "I think we will." Tristan said kissing his wife getting catcalls form everyone but Bors who groans in disgust.
As the weeks and months went by Tristan and Star were always with each other unless Tristan went scouting. Star went on the missions with them to Tristan and Bors dismay. Star was good friends with everyone but her favorite knight besides Tristan was Galahad. They were always joking and arguing like brother and sister. One day about a month before they were free Star didn't show up and practice and she always did. Tristan who had been more happy and friendlier was glaring at anyone who would TRY to talk to him. Key word TRY! As soon as the training was done Tristan left still glaring at everything.
"Bors? Would you like to explain?" Lancelot asked holding his face were Tristan had punch while sparing.
"they had a daughter, born a month early, died within the week." Bors said gruffly. "It broke their heats they had been trying to have a child for awhile."
"Tristan had a DAUGHTER?" Gawain said slightly shrieking.
"Yes. He quite good with children." Bors said while everyone coughed on their spit.
"okay." Lancelot said. The went on with day as usual. As the day near to end they found Star standing on a hill in a white dress the wind blowing it so clung to her right side. The next thing they saw was Tristan walk up the hill, his hawk crying above them. He put his arm around her and pulled her close. Star head leaned on his shoulder as they remember the bittersweet memories of their small daughter. If someone from the fort would look up at that time they would see the silent scout and his lady in white remember their child together in sweet agony.
"Do you want another child?" she asked as they watched the sunset that sad day.
"Of course. Only daughters no sons so Rome can't have any of our children." Tristan said kissing her forehead.
"Rome is failing I think we should be safe with a son." She said sighing snuggling into his warmth.
"I hope so. He shall have my eyes and your hair with your brightness but he shall fight like me." He said hoping he shall have a son.
"Our daughters shall look exactly like you in female form and be like you quiet solemn and most of the best person they can be." She whispered the last part as his lips descended to hers. As he kissed her his fingers traced her tattoo.
"I love you more then life its self." He whispered huskily into her ear.
"If I never have a child we could just steal on of Bors and Vanora." She said before catching his lips again before he could laugh.
"STAR!" Bors Yelled running up the hill.
Star tore her lips away from Tristan and glared at her brother and said, "What?"
"Van she in labor." He wheezed. Star looked at Tristan for a second before running to change and then go to Vanora. "I am sorry brother." Bors said patting his back.
"WE shall never forget our daughter but it still hurts." Tristan said quietly.
"When me and Van lost our first child it was hell. That was the day I knew how you felt. You never forget the child you lose." Bors said serious remembering the child he lost.
"Come we must go watch your children." Tristan said and started to walk down the hill.
"Another bastards another day." Bors said earning a rare laugh from Tristan. "Are you going have more children?"
"Yes. I only want daughters so Rome can't take them but Star said Rome is failing so we may have Sons." Tristan said relaying the information to Bors.
"that didn't stop me and van. Half of dozens boys and 4 girls." He said proudly.
"Those Romans bastards won't be taking me boys away from my Vanora I tell you that. They will be running away in fear." Bors said laughing at the sight of Vanora chasing Romans with a wooden spoon. Tristan followed his brother in law smiling and shaking his head.
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