Disclaimer: I own nothing but a computer and the two annoying girls in the story and oh some other stuff I'm too lazy to tell you about.
Well this is a long chapter…and I mean long it's like 13 pages in Word and about 5300 words…that's pretty long no? But enjoy none the less!
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A bit of Action but More Knight Annoying
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Jillian felt completely and utterly useless and probably looked like some prissy damsel in distress; just standing around fumbling with her fingers while everybody around her was busy busy busy. But then again A) She would just get in everyone's way, and B) She was waiting for the mojo to happen.
Arthur was going to break into the thingy, he'll find Guinevere who Lea will so hate and Lucian the cute kid Lea will love then they have this ride where Lea and Guinevere will probably have a brawl and then at the camping site the whole Lancelot watching Gwenny debacle which she was so going to prevent. That night Arthur was going to meet Merlin and then the morning after Dagonet was going to die if Lea wasn't going to move her ass and do something about it.
Thinking of the witch, where was she? She disappeared half an hour ago when Jillian had been bird watching…well to be honest she was Lancelot watching but that's not the point.
"You! Servant girl!" Some soldier dude shouted, was that directed at her?
"Eh?"
"Are you too pretty to work or what?" Some bulky henchmen of Marius said walking up to her looking not too pleased.
"Too smart actually." Jillian blabbed out. "Besides I'm with Arthur, so don't you servant girl me."
"A servant is a servant and a woman is a woman so get to work!" The man said looking a mix of frustrated and furious.
"If my cousin heard you say something like that, she'd have your ass served on a platter." Jillian said annoyed with the man's ignorance.
"Keep quiet and obey me!" The man shouted into her face, and she had two words for him: breath mint.
"Dude, stop venting your frustration out on me! Is your wife not giving you any or something? If she isn't I can't blame her now fuck off before I shout rape and murder." Jillian said knowing fairly well she should be keeping her trap shut.
And just when the guy was going to yell probably every profanity he knew, or probably harm her, good old Dagonet showed up.
"Is there a problem?" He asked eyeing the guard.
"The girl needs to be learned how to hold her tongue." The guard grunted angrily.
"Not by you." Dagonet stated. "She's in Arthur's protection which means she is in my protection. If you so much as lay a finger on her you will meet your God sooner than you expected to."
"Go Dagonet!" Jillian said, she really couldn't help herself, as the soldier hurried off.
"I suppose that means something positive?"
"What did you think?"
Dagonet just shook his head amused and walked off to busy himself with something or another.
Jillian sighed, why did the best dudes always die first? It's so not fair! She looked around and spotted Arthur knowing if she wanted to be in the centre of the mojo she had to stick with him, she walked up to him.
"Lady Jillian," He said with a polite node while dismounting his horse.
"Let me guess, waiting for Tristan?"
"You truly are gifted." Arthur said smiling at the younger woman.
"You'd better know it."
"Tell me, who send you and your cousin?" Arthur asked looking at her intently.
"Let's just say it was God's work with a little help from Lea and me."
"Where are you from?"
"Let's just say a land where everyone has the same rights, and all are free." Jillian said she just loved how mystical her voice sounded almost like Tristan…that's so cool!
Hey speak of the devil there comes the dude now…who's that on his horse? Isn't that…
"LEA!" She called out. "W.T.F!"
"W t f?" Arthur repeated frowning.
"What, the, fuck," Jillian explained sheepishly. "Believe me you don't want to know what that means; I think it's a sin."
Meanwhile Tristan had rode up to him; sitting behind him on the horse was a very annoyed Lea who was clutching to something that looked like a bag. You could tell that she was extremely pissed of by the tic in her jaw line; she always got that when irritated.
"They have flanked us to the east; they're coming from the south, trying to cut off our escape." Tristan stated out of breath seemingly oblivious to the fact Lea was sitting behind him looking not too pleased. "They'll be here before nightfall."
"How many?" Arthur asked frowning.
"An entire army."
Arthur sighed: "And the only way out is to the south?"
The apparently not so lone scouts shook his head: "East, there's a trail heading east across the mountains. It means we'll have to cross behind the Saxon lines, if that's the road we shall take." He finally caught his breath while he looked at the packing serfs. "Arthur, who are these people?"
"They're coming with us." Arthur replied shortly.
"Then we'll never make it." Tristan stated not worried but more matter-of-factly.
"Aren't you a ray of sunshine?" Lea muttered. "And will someone please get me off of here!"
Tristan sighed and dismounted and roughly but not too roughly pulled her off of the horse.
"Don't you manhandle me!" Lea snarled when she was finally on the ground.
"You're never pleased are you?" Tristan questioned looking at her blankly.
"Lea!" Jillian said before Lea could even open her mouth.
"I didn't say anything!"
"But you were going to!"
Tristan turned to Arthur and muttered something that sounded like; women.
"Tristan, what were you doing with Lea?" Arthur asked as he watched Lea and Jillian continue their bickering.
"I found her in the forest on my way back here, she was lost."
"I wasn't lost!" Lea stated forgetting about her argument with Jillian and yet again concentrating fully on the darkest knight.
"Well of course not. You simply couldn't find your way back, that's all." Tristan said, was that a note of sarcasm in his voice? Jeez Lea really was bringing out a different side of Tristan; the annoyable side.
"I was picking herbs to save -" Lea was just about to spill the beans but luckily Jillian had the reflex to put a hand on her cousin's mouth.
"Yes Tristan you're completely right, thank you for saving my; oh so bad tempered cousin, from a certain death by Saxon hand." Jillian said while Lea looked absolutely furious. "She's forever in your debt. And say Arthur do you know what's in that building over there? The one they're sealing up."
Jillian figured she and Lea were distracting Arthur from what he was supposed to do and she sure as hell didn't want to screw up the story and become the stereotype Mary Sue.
"What's that sound?" Lea asked frowning after pushing her cousin's hand away from her mouth.
"Saxon war drums." Tristan replied flatly.
"Wow, what a musical race." Lea grumbled looking a bit spooked though she'd never admit it.
Jillian threw a glance at Arthur who was now advancing on the working monks and drew Excalibur; shit was about to hit the fan. She grabbed Lea's arm and pulled her along to where Arthur was standing and they were closely followed by Tristan.
"Move." He ordered pointing his sword at the guards of Marius.
But they seemingly pretended to be deaf.
"Move." Arthur repeated grabbing his men's attention and causing the knights to ride up to see what the trouble was.
"MOVE!" Arthur said again this time more ordering and less open for reasoning.
"You cannot go in there." A monk meddled. "No one goes in there, this place is forbidden."
"Annoying little man." Jillian muttered that guy had annoyed the fuck out of her during the movie and she just couldn't help herself from saying that.
"What are you doing! Stop this!" Marius called from the distance before walking up to Arthur but the other knights blocked his path.
"Arthur, we have no time for this." Lancelot stated.
"Do you not hear the drums?" Galahad asked looking a bit frightened. If Lea wasn't so frightened herself, she would probably be making fun of the youngest knight…or so Jillian thought.
"Leave him be, he has all the time of the world don't worry." Jillian said looking up at the other knights looking like the picture of calm.
Arthur nodded to the structure he had been studying: "Dagonet."
Dagonet nodded understanding what Arthur meant and dismounted. He pulled out his axe and started to pound in on the wall with it.
"Remind me not to tick him off." Lea whispered to her cousin looking at the scene with wide-eyes. That guy was as strong as an ox he was tarring that wall down with brute force.
"I don't think you're capable of ticking him off...and that's saying something." Jillian muttered as Dagonet reveals a door.
"Key." Arthur said turning towards one of the guards.
"It's locked…from the inside." The guard said looking a bit awed by Dagonet's demonstration of strength.
Again Arthur nods to Dagonet who again gets the point and kicks the door open.
Arthur entered the building when the girls were about to venture inside Dagonet grabbed each of them by an arm and pointed at himself, then at them and finally at Lancelot before walking into the building himself.
"Translation?" Lea asked with a glance at her cousin while they walked into the building.
"He goes in first, then us and then Lancelot. I think it's a safety measure or something." Jillian stated. "And oh yeah, it's gonna smell really rotten down there."
"How rotten?" Lea asked as they made their way down the stairs
"Like death."
"Magnificent."
"Gawain that was my foot!" Lancelot suddenly shrieked.
"I take it Gawain is accompanying us too in this fieldtrip?" Lea murmured. "Latin? Do you hear that? Someone's speaking in Latin?"
"I know, but what's he saying? You followed Latin in school right?"
"Euh…'Exaudi orationem meam'…is I think: 'listen to my prayer'. And 'in nominee dei' is something along the lines of in name damned all-powerful noblemen…oh and that last part means Holy Spirit!"
"Jeez…no wonder you flunked Latin, you suck." Jillian muttered as they finally walked into the darkened chamber. There Arthur was holding up a torch to a wall just to reveal a dead man hanging by chains.
"Who are these defilers of the Lord's temple?" A crazy looking guy, Lea figured was he was monk of some sort, asked. But Lancelot simply shoved him out of his way.
"You could have told me this place was literally littered with dead people." Lea said threw gritted teeth.
"The work of your God…Is this how he answers your prayers?" Lancelot meanwhile asked Arthur.
"See if there's still any alive." Arthur ordered making the men spread out, Lea was about to do the same thing but Jillian grabbed her by the arm.
"Not or job, they're supposed to find the living not us." She hissed.
Lea simply nodded and together the girls watched the scene.
"How dare you set foot in this holy place?" A crazy guy demanded grabbing Lancelot.
Lancelot's simple reply was to stab him in the stomach causing Lea to let out a soft shriek and Jillian to look at the now dead body in disgust. Corpses are so much scarier when they're real.
"There was a man of God!" Another monk said obviously in shock.
"Not my God!" Lancelot said angrily yet matter-of-factly.
Meanwhile Dagonet was busy opening cages after opening yet another he muttered: "This one's dead."
"By the smell, they're all dead." Gawain said, Lea thought it was good to know she wasn't the only one affected by the smell. "And you," Gawain started turning towards the monk who had just spoken to Lancelot. "You even move, you join him." He finished obviously referring to the dead man on the ground.
"Look." Jillian whispered nudging her cousin in the ribs. She nodded towards Dagonet who pulled out a small boy. "That's Lucan."
"You must not fear me." Dagonet practically ordered looking at the boy intently.
"That just a kid!" Lea announced outraged as she walked over to Dagonet and the boy. "What sick twisted bastard puts a kid down here!"
"Lea, calm it." Jillian said trying to gain some control on her cousin while in the background Arthur discovered Guinevere.
"Come." Dagonet ordered/said as he carried the boy out of the building. Lea without even noticing what was going on with the other knights followed him wordlessly, Jillian followed as well but a bit more hesitant she wanted to watch the whole Arthur/Guinevere chemistry!
But she was in luck, the others soon followed behind them.
"Water! Give me some water!" Arthur called as they exited the building.
This sudden outburst caused Lea to finally pay some attention to the other knights, and so for the first time noticing Guinevere who looked about anything but the picture health. But she didn't seem interested in her…at all…no her interest went out to the boy.
Dagonet was currently giving him water while Lea put a comforting hand on the boys back.
Horton, you know, the bishops ass-kisser bended over and studied the boy's arm.
"His arm is broken…And his family?" He asked.
Dagonet simply shock his head and Lea's attention was yet again shifted because of the familiar sound of a sword being sheathed…she knew only one knight who had a habit of doing that; Tristan.
"She's a Woad." He stated glancing at the woman who Arthur was tending to.
"Oh screw you!" Lea stated giving the scout her most killer glance.
"You're lucky he doesn't know what that means." Jillian said giving her cousin an annoyed glance. But she understood Lea's outburst, she couldn't know Tristan didn't mean anything by it but that he was just simply stating a fact.
The relative peace was broken by the Roman pig Marius, his family and a couple of his loser soldiers running up to them.
"STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING!" He shouted approaching Arthur.
"What is this madness?" Arthur asked not hiding his disgust.
"They're all Pagans here!" Marius said furiously. Seriously the pig in a toga was really blowing a hissy fit.
"So are we." Galahad stated aggressively.
"Georgy boy over there is a pagan? Wouldn't have known." Lea muttered eyeing Galahad doubtfully.
"They refuse to do the task God has set for them!" Marius said throwing death glares at Gwenny girl who was being comforted by Fulcinia, Marius' wife's, touch.
"You mean they refused to be your serfs." Arthur spat angrily.
"You are a Roman! You understand! And you're a Christian." Marius said shocked almost in disbelief, did he really think Arthur was going to be all; YAY let's torture dude! I mean c'mon!
But then Marius his glance turns to his wife who was still comforting Guinevere; "You! You kept them alive!" And with that he slapped her causing Lea and Jillian to stand up with the intend to jump the mean Roman without really thinking through, it was something that came naturally. But Arthur beat them to the punch…figuratively and literally.
After he knocked his fellow Roman over, Arthur grabbed his sword and points it to Marius his neck causing the idiot Roman's soldiers to come running to his rescue. Like they had a chance!
"No, no stop!" Marius called to them knowing fairly well Arthur would kill him if one of the soldiers made a wrong move. "When we get to the Wall, you will be punished for this heresy."
Arthur just looked at him sternly before grabbing Marius by his toga: "Perhaps I should kill you now and seal my fate."
"I have a better idea let me turn him into a toad and make a soup of him." Lea muttered out loud which really wasn't what she intended to do.
"She can actually do that?" Galahad muttered eyeing Lea suspiciously.
"A gift of god!" A monk said looking at Lea with awe.
"No Satan's my man actually." Lea stated glaringly causing the monk to stare at her with fright, she also earned herself a strange look from Arthur but she simply ignored it.
"I was willing to die with them!" The monk said turning his attention back to Arthur. "Yes, to lead them to their rightful place. It is God's wish that these sinners be sacrificed! Only then can their souls be saved!"
"Then I shall grant his wish." Arthur muttered before turning to his knights. "Wall them back up." He said with a nod towards the monks.
"Oh great he's psycho too." Lea said rolling her eyes earning herself a smack across the head.
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(About half an hour latter)
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"Remind me again why we're in here and not riding?" Jillian asked as she boredly watched her cousin and Dagonet fuss over Lucan while Fulcinia busied herself with Guinevere.
"Because; my ass is sore, my arms feel like they're about to fall off and oh yeah I don't like freaking horses especially not when they're send by the devil."
"I thought you liked the devil?"
"By God than."
"So you gave your horse to someone I can get that, but why did you give mine away too!" Jillian asked exaggeratingly.
"Because: I was sick of you ogling Lancelot's ass!" Lea practically shouted causing Fulcinia and Guinevere look at her frowning and Dagonet to give her a questioning look. "Don't give me that look Dagonet."
The brute looking knight just smiled losing the tough guy charade which Lea hadn't bought for one minute by the way especially not after seeing him handle Lucan.
Jillian stared at her cousin flabbergasted her jaw slightly ajar.
"You didn't say that!"
"Yes I did." Lea muttered turning her attention back to Lucan who was currently sleeping. He was tossing and turning because of a feverish dream she figured and she and Dagonet had been trying to calm the frail boy.
"You bitch! And you said it in front of him!" Jillian said, the 'him' obviously referring to Dagonet.
"Like he's going to tell, he's the most decent of the pack if you haven't noticed."
"Sounds like you're infatuated with him." Jillian said smugly causing both Lea and Dagonet to look up at him with weird expressions on their faces.
"Jillian, don't make me walk up to Lancelot and tell him you want to have his bastards." Lea said raising an eyebrow.
"You wouldn't."
"Try me."
"Bitch."
"Rhymes with Witch so I'm cool with that." Lea said with a shrug before something seemed to dawn on her. "Jillian you're a freaking genius!"
"I am?" Jillian asked frowning. "Normally you're calling me the opposite."
"I know so treasure the moment." Lea muttered as she went through the bag she had with her when Tristan had dragged her out of the forest.
"What are you looking for?"
"A present." Lea muttered almost franticly going through her bag.
"When did you get a present?"
"When I was out."
"From who?" Jillian asked confused, who the fuck could her cousin have ran into while wandering about in the forest.
"Some old lady in blue who approached me in the forest."
"Didn't you ever listen when people told you not to accept candy from strangers?" Jillian asked as Lea continued her search.
"I was so flabbergasted she had it I mean it doesn't grow here! She had to have gotten it from Arab traders." Lea rattled on before pulling out little sticks of something that looked like bark.
"What is that Nancy Drew?" Jillian asked frowning.
"Cinnamon!" Lea announced grinning like an idiot. "And we're going to burn it."
"No, no, no we're not torching this thing!" Jillian stated stubbornly. "You almost burned our room down once with those incense thingies of yours!"
"It helps the healing process and sets minds at ease."
Jillian sighed and her gaze shifted to Lucan and Guinevere: "Doesn't seem like I have much of a choice. But if you burn this thing down I swear to whoever you worship I'm kicking your ass."
"Like, you are capable of kicking my ass." Lea said rolling her eyes.
"Are they always like this?" Guinevere asked her voice cracking but she managed a small smile although she looked in pain. Must be the dislocated fingers Jillian thought but she wasn't going to help her oh no that was Arthur's job she wasn't meddling in their love affair but she sure as hell was going to make sure poor old Lancelot wasn't going to get involved in it.
"No sometimes Lea, the bossy one, loses her temper completely." Dagonet said, his face sure as hell didn't show it but his eyes did give away his amusement. "I think she's threatened all of us at least once…Galahad the most, I think she scares him."
Lea just looked at him dumbfound before saying: "You're supposed to be the nice one!"
"Dagonet, don't taunt the animals." Jillian said trying to keep a straight face. This really wasn't the time or place to joke around but this whole humour thing always occurred after she and Lea have a fight over something or another.
"I'm outing now." Lea muttered before starting to make her way out of the carriage thing.
"What are you going to do now?" Jillian asked raising an eyebrow.
"I'm going down to hell to see if I can borrow some of my boy's fire." Lea answered dryly.
"Have fun." Jillian said understanding what her cousin meant.
"Well at least I'll be warm." Lea muttered before carefully jumping out of the moving carriage it was moving slow but it was moving none the less. And even though it was moving slowly she still almost ended up falling on her ass jumping; stupid dress, stupid carriage, stupid bad balance! Did she look like she wanted to fall and break her neck!
"What are you doing now?" A voice asked followed by an exaggerated sigh.
Lea turned around to see Galahad halting in front of her; sitting on his horse acting all high and might…as usual.
"Looking for you sunshine." She smiled sweetly.
"Is that again part of your strange humour Jillian warned me about?" Galahad asked narrowing his eyes almost comically.
"Eh…no not really." Lea stated making a note to hurt Jillian…a lot. "I need your help actually." She had remembered it was Galahad who had made the fire last time they had camped out, so she figured he could do it again.
"With what?" Galahad asked suspiciously.
"Making fire."
"Literally or figuratively?"
"Literally you pervert I don't want any of your external organs coming near my orifices."
Galahad simply stared at her dumbly before shaking his head.
"Why do you need fire?" He questioned still a bit suspicious.
"To help Dagonet."
"You're not going to set fire to him are you?"
"How would that help him?" Lea asked rolling her eyes.
"I don't know you have a twisted logic." Galahad muttered as people kept on moving past them.
"Look it's to help those people they dragged out of that thing."
"I don't know why he bothers; they're not going to make it."
"I don't care what you think as long as you get me some fire." Lea stated.
"What will I get from it?"
"My eternal gratitude." Lea said through gritted teeth.
"You will owe me?"
"I suppose."
"Good I'll help you get your fire, but you'll have to return the favour latter." Galahad said with somewhat of an evil look in the eyes.
"As long as it isn't something sexual." Lea said eyeing him suspiciously.
"Don't flatter yourself." Galahad said smugly. "Climb on."
"What is it with you people and horses?" Lea muttered before actually doing as he said.
"What is it with you and complaining?" Galahad asked pulling her in front of him.
"I could ask you the same question." Lea said as the horse started moving again much against her will. "How can you keep on sitting on this thing? My ass is still sore from yesterday."
"I'm used to it I guess." Galahad chuckled. "I've never heard a woman speak as openly as you and your cousin do, not even Vanora, you two speak like-"
"You?"
"Well yes, hasn't that gotten you into trouble?"
"More times then I care to remember." Lea stated as they slowly made their way to the front of the 'train' of people. "So where are we going?"
"Nowhere, and do you need just fire or a torch. And stop wiggling about." Galahad ordered as they reached the back of the carriage Lea had jumped out earlier.
"I thought you were going to get fire?" Jillian stated sticking her head out of the vehicle.
"I am." Lea stated glaring at her brown haired cousin.
"Looks to me like you're cuddling up to Galahad." Jillian smirked.
"I'm not cuddling up to Galahad!"
"No need to shout, I know you were starving for some affection I just didn't know Galahad was the one you wanted to give it to you."
"The only thing I want from Galahad is fire and literally not figuratively!" Lea said looking fairly irritated let rephrase that she looked about ready to hurl herself at her chatty cousin.
"Yeah right, give in hunny you want him."
"No I don't, just because you're sexually frustrated because you can't get into Lancelot pants doesn't mean I am little miss Prada!"
"Stop calling me that!" Jillian retorted turning red. "And I am not sexually frustrated!"
"Do I get a say in this?" Galahad asked looking at the sky in a wistful way. He looked like he'd rather be in combat then in the company of the two chatterboxes.
"No!" The cousins said in union.
"Okay now I'm sick of it!" Galahad said all the withheld frustrations he had with the girls coming out at once. "If it wasn't that Arthur thought you had your use I would have long ago tied the two of you to a tree! You're always fighting each other or making comments about something or another you don't like! Now are you finally going to keep quiet!"
"Look Galahad I understand you're frustration but-" Jillian started before Lea rudely interrupted.
"Look knight dude keep your weird bondage fantasies to yourself and look who's talking you're always in a freaking bad mood! You're constantly whining about how you want to go home and you've been suspicious of us since day one if you keep the negative vibes to yourself I'll behave as well get it?"
Galahad just looked at the girl sitting in front of him for a little while before bursting out into laughter.
"Was it something I said?" Lea asked as the young knight fell into a fit of laughter.
"I don't know, but to him it sure as hell sounded funny." Jillian said laughing a little herself. "Or you drove him insane. I'm guessing the latter by the looks of him."
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(A little while latter)
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Jillian sighed; she was so freaking bored things had been so slow after the whole fire fiasco. You see when Galahad had finally gotten a grip, not really knowing himself what exactly was so funny, he had given Lea her fire. He had given her a torch and brought her back to the carriage or caravan whatever. And so Lea had burned her cinnamon, it was all dandy and nice until, when she was almost done, she accidentally burned the palm of her hand a little. So Dagonet had yet another patient to tend to even though Lea had insured them it was nothing; just a superficial second degree burn (as if Dagonet knew what a superficial second degree burn was).
But anyway according to Lea the burn had been worth it, and even though Jillian hated to admit it she had felt oddly revived by it, Guinevere had finally stopped shacking and Lucan fell into a more peaceful slumber.
Speaking of slumber, guess who was sleeping as well! Lea of course that's why Jillian was so effing bored! Lea was sleeping sitting up with Lucan's head laying on her lap, if you didn't know any better you'd say she was actually a sweet girl.
So why wasn't she talking to the others? Well Dagonet wasn't exactly brilliant conversation he seemed a bit preoccupied with watching Lucan and Lea like a Great Dane. Come to think about it…he did kind off act like a Great Dane didn't he? He was a real gentile giant, just like the dog and he sure as hell was as loyal as one.
And Guinevere and Fulcinia seemed to be trying to sleep themselves. She was really hoping Arthur would come in soon so she could witness some Arthur and Guinevere romance.
Come to think about it maybe it's a good thing Lea's asleep she would probably meddle in their business by saying something completely evil like she always did.
And as if summand by Jillian's thoughts Arthur entered the caravan and nodded at her curtly as if to acknowledge her presence.
"Arthur." Dagonet said looking up at his commander, although he seemed more a friend than anything else.
"How is he?" Arthur asked nodding to Lucan.
"He burns, brave boy." Dagonet murmured sadly.
"What happened to her?" Arthur asked referring to Lea.
"She burned her hand, she claims it doesn't hurt. She fell asleep some time ago." Dagonet explained. "She is fairly good at healing though…as long as she doesn't have to work with fire she is well."
"Jillian," Arthur addressed the less aggressive girl. "Your cousin, what goes on in her head?"
"I wish I knew." Jillian said almost wistfully. "Believe me I don't even have her completely figured out…why are you asking?"
"I'm not used to such…unpredictable people, even Tristan is predictable to some extend."
"She's unpredictable because she's insane but don't worry she's not going to stab you in the back…I hope." Jillian stated noticing how his eyes were darting over Guinevere who was sitting near the sleeping Fulcinia.
Arthur just smiled weakly before approaching Guinevere; her eyes move over him suspiciously but she greets him, though a bit apprehensive.
Jillian watched them discreetly as Arthur's eyes fell on Guinevere's wrapped hand and she knew what was going to come next and really didn't like what was coming next because…nothing makes a more chilling sound than something dislocated that's being pushed back into place. That distinct cracking sound is just horrible…
Jillian visibly cringed when Arthur unwrapped Guinevere's temporarily mutilated hand she had HATED this scene!
"Some of your fingers are out of place. I have to push them back. If I don't do this, there's a chance you may never use them again." Arthur said slowly looking at her intently.
Guinevere sat up straighter looking straight into Arthur's eyes preparing herself for the excruciating pain that was about to follow.
Jillian closed her eyes and tried to block out the loud cracking sound and the pained noises Guinevere was making.
"They tortured me, with machines. They made me tell them things I didn't know to begin with…And then, I heard your voice in the dark…I'm Guinevere. You're Arthur, of the knights from the great Wall."
Jillian didn't even have to open her eyes to see the admiring look in Guinevere's eyes, the look of a little girl who was infatuated with some hero the she thought was far out of her reach.
"I am." Arthur said sternly.
"The famous Briton who kills his own people." She muttered.
Finally Jillian reopened her eyes just to see Arthur stand up leaving an unconscious Guinevere behind.
"You don't kill your own people Arthur." Jillian whispered as he passed her by. He heard her and turned to look at her. "You're a good man, a hero, no matter what others say."
Arthur just smiled that typical Arthur truly-jaded-by-battle-and-loss-yet-I-still-have-hope-and-a-dream smile and left.
"That was a nice thing to say." Dagonet stated.
"Well, me and Lea can't be annoying all the time."
- TADA-
TBC.
Told you it was a long chapter,
Hope you enjoyed it…And just so you know, if Lea and or Jillian are annoying you because of their…weirdness, it's all part of my plan!
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