This is my second King Arthur FanFic!
I can't wait I have great ideas!
This begins 8 years into the knights 15 years.
"Monsieur, please let me in." Giselle yelled to the roman guard.
"Who are you and what is your business?" he yelled down.
"My name is Giselle and I come seeking my cousin Vanora." Giselle told him. The guard nodded and let her in. A serving man came to help Giselle.
"Milady, how can I be of service?" he asked. Giselle kept her clothes hidden but let her hood fall. The man gasp at her beauty. Her long raven hair fell past her shoulders, her hazel eye sparkled and her skin is a color of cinnamon.
"I'm seeking my cousin Vanora. I heard that she was at this fort." She said with a slight accent.
"Yes she is. She can be found at the tavern with her children." The man said
"Children? How many?" She gasped.
"I think at the moment 6." The man said.
"Merci. May I ask your name?" She asked.
"Jols at your service milady." Jols bowed.
"Merci Monsieur Jols could you point me to the Tavern." Jols pointed to the tavern and went to his business. Giselle slowly walked to the tavern making sure her outfit wasn't begin shown. Her outfit shows her kind and her kind isn't taken lightly.
"Hey honey want to warm my lap." Said a roman solider.
"Non." She said with her accent showing.
"Looky here boys we have a French lady here." He said advancing on Giselle. Giselle took out her dagger and pointed at his throat.
"You will never touch a woman again unless she gives her constant, got it?" She said her dagger cutting his skin.
"Yes ma'am." He muttered.
"Good, Now point me to the woman Vanora." She said putting her dagger away.
"She over their." He said pointing at woman holding a babe.
"Merci." She walked over to the woman. "Vanora, Mon amour, have you missed me? What has it been 20 years?" She asked Vanora.
"Giselle?" Vanora asked shoving the baby into a man arms.
"The one and only." Giselle replied smiling.
"What the bloody hell are you doing in Briton!" Vanora screamed grabbing Giselle into a bear hug.
"I'm in trouble." Giselle whispered in her ear, "Our people are in trouble."
"What happen?" She whispered back.
"I tell you later.. in private." Vanora nodded. "I hear that you have six children."
"Yes with my lover Bors. He over their holding our youngest, Six."
"What is it name?" Giselle not getting that the name was Six.
"Six."
"Oh."
"I know but Bors refuses to name any of them but Gilly. He number five. Come we must talk in private." Vanora led her to a table farther away from the rest. "What has happen?"
"The emperor had an affair with a gypsy and his wife found out. She demands him to get ride ever last one of us or else." Giselle began.
"Or else?"
"We do not know. We are fleeing the country in fear after what he did to my father and mother." Giselle choked back a sob. "Mother was entertaining children with simple tricks, when they told her she under arrest and was going to be burned at stake."
"Burned?"
"Yes Burned. Father was so upset that he threw himself into the fire and burned with her. Our people are going everywhere and anywhere. The emperor has put money on our clan head. Philip is dead. I can't find Estelle or Gwenda. Wen, the king of gypsy, has made the court of miracles vanished into Spain and no one can find it until everything is safe again."
"Oh my."
"Is it safe here?"
"Safe enough." Vanora grabbed Giselle hands. "I will find you a job and you will stay here but you can't show your gypsy ways."
"Of course. Do the French come here at all?"
"Sometimes."
"They know what I look like."
"You will be safe. I promise."
"Merci, you were always my favorite cousin."
"I know…." Vanora started but was cut off by Bors.
"Van! VAN! Where are you?" Bors yelled.
"I'm over here." She screamed.
"Van who is this?" He asked.
"My cousin from France. Her name is Giselle. Do you think Arthur could find her a job." Van told her lover.
"Yes, I think Lancelot scared another maid away. If you don't mind working on the knights floor." Bors said.
"Do not worry. I can take care of myself. A dagger pointed at the parties privées(private parts)." She said finishing the sentence of in French. Vanora of course laughed.
"What did she say?" Bors asked.
"Private parts." Vanora told Bors taking her youngest into her arms.
"oh. Lets go find Arthur." Bors walked off with Van and Giselle behind him catching up. "Arthur their you are!"
"hello Bors, Vanora and who is this?" Arthur asked.
"My cousin. Can you find her a job?" Vanora asked bluntly.
"Of course. Lancelot had scared of another maid this week. Follow me." And Giselle began her new life not as a gypsy.
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