It's a bit early for odd food cravings but Cordelia and Ula are oddities okay? There isn't much of Emmy because she's earn a break and taking it, so Ula is going to be putting Tristran through his paces as husband in this chapter. Hope you like it!

The Sun and Moon of House Lyon 3

Lancelot sighed as he tiredly rubbed his calloused fingers across his eyes. It had been a long month and for the first time in a long time, he felt very tired and OLD which was something he didn't like-thank you very much! He was only twenty-eight! But he thought warily as he turned to face his wife of two months and smiled it's been one hell of a busy month!

And it had at that. Between the Saxons under Cynwise's command consenting to King Arthur's conditions, they now had over four hundred ex-enemies/semi-allies to deal with, and the people themselves-Lancelot was feeling a bit stretched. It didn't help that the Britons came to him nearly everyday with worries about the Saxons and their perceived assaults. Thank God that the Saxons were truly, in fact, peaceful and understood his plight when he and Tristran went to their settlement nearly five times in the past month alone! He shook his head and grimaced as a thought came to him, Mam, would skin me alive if she heard me thanking Roman's God for anything! But, I've spent too much time with Arthur…I've come to know him as Arthur's God-not Rome's.

He grimaced again, shook his head, and said grumpily to himself, "I've definitely spent to much time with Arthur."

Then there was the fact that Gawain and Alma and Galahad and Enys were married not four days past and both men were gone for their two weeks of wedded bliss, so their positions were taken over by their underlings: Seamus and a new Pict named Rodric.

This caused a bit of a scramble in the court since Galahad was the trainer of the army and with him gone the other Knights had to take time away from THEIR jobs to sit in and train the army themselves. Plus, Gawain's second, Seamus, was a stubborn fool who made Tristran look like an innocent flower on a warm, spring filled, rose scented day. Lancelot's throat hurt from all the yelling he had to do when the trainees proved themselves to be very clumsy and uncoordinated.

He smiled wryly to himself and said softly, "I apparently can't teach the women when they are to busy trying to flaunt their assets in my face."

Emogen moaned a bit and rolled over into the angles of his body. She sighed and smiled as his fingers ran through her hair softly. He smiled. She was the best thing to ever happen to him and she was giving him an even greater gift-a child. When she had calmed down again, his thoughts returned to the trainees. Even though there were only ten women, they seemed to increase in number throughout that first week. I thought I was going out of my mind! I even had to pull Arthur away from his audience with the Scots to see if he saw the same things I did! Luckily for me, he did! And I was right! Women, who were supposed to be working in the city-proper, were gallivanting through training trying to earn my looks of approval…I don't understand it. I know I'm handsome, but I'm married! I wish they'd leave me alone! WOAH….now there's a line I NEVER thought I'd say or think.

He smiled and looked at his wife again. She had changed so much of his outlook on life. He owed everything to her. As he continued to stare at his maiden, she turned to lie on her back, and the fur blankets that covered her lithe body fell to her hips exposing his second greatest joy.

Lancelot's smile grew into a large grin that threatened to split his face as he placed his large hand on Emmy's stomach. There was a tiny bulge there that proved without a doubt that he was going to be a father in seven long yet short months.

Then he frowned slightly, the girls seemed a bit worried the last time they checked Emmy. I wonder what is wrong. Emmy hasn't mentioned anything, but…I do wonder. Plus, if Cordy and Emmy are both two months along, why is Emmy's stomach bigger than Cordy's? Is something wrong? No, no, Emmy would have told me if that was the case. I'll just have to be patient and let her tell me when she's ready too.

As he gently rolled out of his and Emogen's goose filled bed, a knock sounded at his large oak door. He winced and looked back at his wife. She groaned and rolled over until her face was facing away from the window and into their darken chambers. He heaved a sigh of relief and opened the door. He blinked at Tristran's abnormal face.

He blinked again and rubbed his eyes. Yep, he's still smiling at me goofy-like. WHAT THE HELL?

"Ah, is there something you needed Tristran?" he asked cautiously.

Tristran's normally bland face sprouted into a full-grown smile that could put his to shame and said cheerfully, "Ula vomited her dinner this morning! She's truly pregnant!"

Lancelot raised an eyebrow at him and asked snarkly, "You didn't believe her when she told nearly a month ago?"

Tristran's eyes, which he now saw were slightly glazed, said cheerfully, "But now, with her having those morning problems like Cordelia and Emogen, we know for sure! I'm going to be a daddy!"

Tristran smiled again and said as Lancelot caught him, "I'm gonna be sick."

Lancelot's lips screwed up and he said distastefully, "Not on me you aren't!"

He dropped his friend and watched with a satisfied smile as the scout's body made a thud sound on the stone floor. Oh is he going to be in pain when he wakes up. Thought Lancelot with an evil smile as he finished, and I'll be the one to tease him for this…un-Tristran-like behavior.

Lancelot chuckled and was surprised when Emogen said sleepily, "Is it time to wake up already?"

Lancelot winced and said, "You don't have to Emmy, I'm sorry I woke you. Tristran was just here to tell me the good news."

Emogen sat up, rubbed her eyes, and asked with a raised eyebrow, "What good news?"

Lancelot smiled humorlessly and said dryly, "Ula's pregnant."

Emogen blinked and said after she yawned, "I'm not goin' to ask."

Lancelot looked at her and nibbled on his bottom lip. It was one of the ways a person could tell if he was nervous. And wouldn't you know it, Emogen and Arthur both knew the signs. He could never hide a thing from either of them, and this time was no different. He heard Emogen sigh and felt, rather than saw her arms come around him and heard her ask, "What is it? What's bothering you, my savior?"

Lancelot's eyes opened, he wrapped her up in his arms, and asked softly like he was afraid of hurting her, "Emmy, what's wrong with the baby? You and the others were nervous or worried about it during the last check up."

He watched his curly hared wife blink at him and asked his, "That's what you were wanting to ask me?"

He nodded. He saw how her eyes softened when she realized just how important this was to him, and he felt relief wash through him as she answered, "Nothing is wrong. It's just that, either I'm gaining a lot of weight from this child or it is a very big boy I'm carrying."

Lancelot burst out in relief and said happily, "Is that all?"

Emogen laughed softly and nodded as he nuzzled his nose into her neck and said, "Emmy, go back to bed. You could use the rest and since there are no First Contacts, you CAN take off. I don't want anything to harm you or our child."

She pouted at him and asked with wide gleaming eyes, "Won't you come to bed too?"

He groaned but replied, "I wish I could. Unlike you, I have some work to get too. Besides," he added with a devilish smile, "Tristran's still unconscious in our hall. I have to deliver him to Ula and watch her take GOOD care of him."

He smiled slightly when his wife flinched at the mention of her friend's care taking of a drunken Tristran. The last time that had happened, Tristran woke up to find himself surrounded by three naked Picts-not to bad mind you except-he had wound up in bed with three Pict MALES! That was only a month ago, and now their scout friend put himself into an even worst predicament. Lancelot smiled brightly-he couldn't wait!

Emogen yawned again, gave him a sweet kiss that made him wish he wasn't so honorable, and snuggled back under the covers. Lancelot smiled at her gently, and with a sigh opened their door. Yep, still there.

He shook his head and said as he picked up his friend, "Tris, you're in for a hell of a time."

When they arrived at Tristran and Ula's chambers, he winced at the sound of something breaking. He looked at his tattooed friend and ended seriously but with a twinkle in his eyes, "And I'm not entirely sure whether or not to wish you luck or laugh at your eminent demise."

Then the large oak door opened and Lancelot came face to face with the dirty blond hared brown-eyed wife of his friend. She scowled at her husband and said darkly, "Put him on the bed Lancelot."

Lancelot gulped and thought to himself as he quickly obeyed the one-month pregnant woman, Good luck old friend! I'm out of here!

Unfortunately, before he could make it back out the door, Ula's deep throaty voice called, "Oh Lancelot!"

He bit his lip and asked in a slightly higher tone of voice than he wanted, "Yes, Ula?"

As the Lady of House Palðer (Panther) sauntered up to him, she said, "Do you want to help me teach my wayward husband the penalty for drinking himself into a drunken stupor?"

Lancelot raised an eyebrow and asked, "What do you have in mind?"

Ula's smile turned decidedly evil as she revealed to the Knight Commander what her secret plan was.

He was only too happy to agree!

When he finally made it to the Round Table Hall, he found Dagonet, Lady Fulucina soon to join the House of Beran (Bear), Bors, and Vanora sitting there with Arthur and Cordelia eating breakfast.

Arthur raised an eyebrow at him and Bors burst out, "Where hav' ya been Lance?"

Lancelot grinned and said cheerfully, "I was putting Tris back to bed."

Dagonet looked at him and said slowly, "But Tristran is never abed at this time of day. He wakes long before even I."

Lancelot took his seat next to Arthur and said with a shrug, "He's a bit under the table, you know."

Cordelia raised and eyebrow and said, "I find that hard to believe. Tristran is so…so in control."

Bors burst out laughing as he said, "Not when he lets go and drinks! He's just as loud as Galahad is!"

Dagonet and Arthur's eyes widened at that as Bors' laughs dried up and his eyes popped wide open. They spun to look at their Knight Commander and Dagonet said, "I feel sorry for him when he wakes up."

Lancelot burst out laughing and said, "You won't when you find out what Ula has in store for him!"

Vanora leaned towards him and asked eager, "So you know what she's going to do?"

Lancelot snorted into his mead and said superiorly, "Know, I'm a part of it! But, I promised to not reveal anything until the big moment."

Arthur raised his goblet into the air and said somberly, "May God have pity on our scout's, Tristran's, soul when Ula's punishment is wetted out."

Lancelot looked into his friend's eyes and grinned into his cup-Arthur was desperately trying not to laugh. When their eyes met, both he and Arthur burst into joyous laughter. Dagonet, Bors, Fulucina-even though it was still a bit subdued-and Vanora quickly joined in.

When their laughter calmed down, Cordelia asked, "When will it occur?"

Lancelot grinned and said, "In about two hours. Ula's put him under with a potion and when I'm done here, I'm to go to the tanners (clothing makers) and asked for specific clothing articles."

Fulucina nodded and said with a small smile, "I can't wait."

Lancelot winked at her and quickly ate all the fruits and bread that had been placed on his plate by a female helper-he didn't remember her name-and said as he jumped to his feet, "Well, I'm off!"

With that he rushed out of the Hall as fast as he had entered it.

Cordelia shook her head and said, "He's quite fast. Doesn't he ever slow down at all?"

Arthur took his wife's hand into his and said seriously, "I don't think that in all the sixteen years that I've known Lance, I can honestly say I remember a time when he WASN'T on the move. Even when he was wounded or sick, he was always doing something to keep busy."

When Cordelia turned to Vanora, Dagonet, and Bors in disbelief, they nodded in agreement. Cordelia and Fulucina just shook their head in awe.

Then, as Cordelia looked at the bread on her plate, her face took a greenish tint, and she said, "Excuse me!"

She jumped to her feet and ran towards the wastebasket by the kitchens, and heaved up what she had just eaten. Arthur was quickly by her side as he pulled her hair away and asked, "Are you alright?"

She sighed, turned to her husband, and said, "Yes, I'm fine. In fact," she added cheerfully, "I have a craving for some sea fish and corn mesh."

Arthur's own pallor turned a bit greenish as he asked, "Sea fish and corn mesh? Are you sure?"

Cordelia nodded eagerly as Arthur sighed and said as they got to their feet, "If that's your wish, so it shall be."

The women just laughed at the men's sickly faces.

Lancelot was whistling happily as he entered one of the tanners huts and called out, "Are you here Tanner?"

Lancelot spun around in shock as a pretty young woman emerged from the back of the hut and said huskily, "I am here My Lord Lancelot, what is your will? For anything you ask of me, you shall have."

Lancelot smiled politely, ignored the not so subtle hint, and said as he handed her a list on clothing, "I need these articles of clothing in thirty minutes. Do you have any female articles in this size?"

The woman only pouted slightly at him, took the parchment from him, and said as she read it, "Yes, I have them all. It'll cost you four gold Romii, but if you want it for free you are going to have to do something for me."

Lancelot just smiled and said, "I'll pay the gold Romii, thank you."

The woman frowned, spun around, and marched into the back where he could hear her scrounging around for the clothes that Ula wanted. He shook his head. What some women would do-even on his most randy of days-he wasn't that bad! Quickly enough, he had the clothes, and found himself back in Tristran and Ula's chambers.

"Okay, I have them, are we actually daring to do this?" he asked Tristran's wife.

She smiled evilly and said, "Oh yeah…"

Tristran was in pain. That in itself wasn't a weird or odd occurrence since he was a Knight and a warrior and both tended to get hurt a lot in the line of duty. Unfortunately, this kind of pain was something he had rarely, if ever, felt. He had a monstrous hangover. He blinked and quickly opened his eyes. He just as quickly closed them as the sunlight slammed into his poor abused eyes. He heard snickering sounds coming from below him and for a minute, wondered why he felt off-like his entire world was upside down.

"Oh Tristran! I had no idea you were so…pretty!" cried Lancelot.

Tristran slowly opened his eyes this time and gulped. He was hanging upside down! Plus, his eyes widened in slightly horror, Ula was there too and she looked evil and happy at the same time.

Bors shouted gleefully, "Isn't nit a bit drafty there Tristran?"

Tristran blinked and bleary eyed turned to the large Knight. But them he frowned. Bors was right and Lancelot was laughing at him again, which caused him to frown and growl lightly at him.

Lancelot swallowed some of the laughter, and said cheerfully, "You know, that normally would work, but I just can't find myself to be scared of your growl when you are dressed like that my friend!"

With that, Lancelot, Arthur, Cordelia, Vanora, Bors, Dagonet, Fulucina, Alec, and Gilly burst out laughing. Tristran frowned. He hadn't even realized that the others were there-that was bad. Then what Lancelot said pierced his brain, "…your growl when you are dressed like that my friend!"

He twisted his body and looked at his clothes. His eyes widened in horror.

He spun around and glared at Lancelot. The Knight Commander raised his hands in surrender and said, "It was all Ula's idea! Honest!"

Tristran's face paled as his wife entered his line of vision again. She was frowning and tapping her foot against that stone floor. Tristran closed his eyes and waited for the yelling to start…………nothing….not good!

He opened his eyes when Ula cried out, "All ye girls who wish ta see, Tristran dressed up as a Lady of King Arthur's court, come to me at once! It's free of charge and you'll even get to hit him once without fear of retaliation!"

As the group of women grew, Arthur took pity on him and answered the one question Tristran really wanted answered, "This is your punishment for getting drunk my friend…perhaps it's best that you learn from this, yes?"

Tristran glowered at Lancelot as he also glowered at the frilly lavender dress, under shift, and shoes that he was currently wearing at the same time whilst he was hanging upside down by a tree covered in make up that the women liked to wear from time to time.