A/N: I have to say, I loved the responses I received. I hope to hear more. Please enjoy the chapter!
It was a couple hours until dusk when Shyare left the hysterical Lancelot. As Shyare and Danu entered the practice arena, the twins ran up to her mud covered. Danu wrinkled her nose and took a step back.
"Been wrestling with Bors's bastards?" Shyare asked while trying to breath through her mouth.
"Yes!" they said in unison, taking no heed of the mud.
"Can we go to the pub with them tonight?" Tadg asked excitedly.
Shyare sighed and had a 'no' look on her face when Gebann cut in, "Bors said we could!"
Her eyes suddenly widened, "He did?" She turned her head to see Bors and Dagonet by the fence laughing.
The twins gulped and stepped back when they saw their new guardian head towards the bald man. Shyare had a handful of mud in one hand and threw it towards Bors. She looked up to see perfect aim, the mud was sliding down his forehead and on to his face.
"What was that for?" he bellowed while trying to wipe it away from his eyes.
"For telling my kids what they could go to the pub, without my permission," Shyare yelled back at him.
Bors's bunch found this hilarious and laughed at their father. Even Dagonet couldn't help himself and let out a low rumble.
"You think that's funny?" Bors said while taking a step towards his friend.
Dag tried to control his laughter, but it was no use. Bors threw a hand full of mud at his friend. Dag stared at his once clean shirt, he then narrowed his eyes and tackled Bors to the ground. A giant cloud of dust filled the air around them as the bastards cheered them on. Shyare decided that her work was done and motioned for her three to follow her. They stopped at the well placed in front of the stables. She brought up nearly eight buckets and dumped them on the boys.
They were completely soaked and looking at her with wide eyes, "Alright, go to the rooms, change into something decent, and meet me in the tavern for dinner."
The twins grinned and ran towards their rooms.
"Don't forget to put the laundry in the basket!" she called after them, she looked down at Danu, "At least you don't get into messes."
The little girl smiled at her. Shyare suddenly heard a scream from the knights' quarters and picked up Danu while heading up the stairs. When she reached her own hall she saw a half dressed Lancelot pinned against the wall. Fear was written all over his face.
"Haven't I suffered enough?" he asked while trying to scoot away from the snarling Achilles, the wolf only revealed more of its teeth.
Shyare rolled her eyes and sent a short whistle. Achilles stepped back but still stared at the now bald Lancelot. Danu ran up to the wolf and began to pet its head, Achilles tolerated it and nudged his head at the child.
"Well," Shyare said with crossed arms, staring at Lancelot who was trying to hold his trousers up, "You must've done something to upset him."
"Of course not!" he said with shock, "I was in my room changing and it pushed the door open," Shyare narrowed her eyes, "All right! I may have called him a dumb brute..."
Shyare stepped forward and Lancelot scooted away. She sent a smile of peace and Lancelot relaxed, she took the moment to smack him upside the head, "Don't mess with my animals."
He nodded and hurried to his room, sure to lock the door. Shyare nodded and noticed the twins standing in the hall. She smiled and stepped towards them, Danu and Achilles following.
"Vanora left you a package," Tadg said as he took a step towards the wolf to pet it.
He growled and Shyare whistled to keep him back. Danu stuck out her tongue and continued to pet the black coat as Tadg stood there with a pout.
"It's in the room," Gebann added while carefully avoiding the wolf, yet keeping eye on him.
"Alright, you two can go to the tavern," Shyare said grudgingly, "Tell Gawain to order you dinner."
The two sprinted off down the hall in their new clothes, "Don't get into any trouble!" she called.
Tristan came out of his room and looked around, he caught a glimpse of Shyare. A ghost of a smile came onto his face. Shyare went towards him, the wolf and Danu in tow.
"Will you do me a favour?" Shyare asked in her nicest voice.
"What?" he asked gruffly, crossing his arms.
"Keep an eye on Danu at the tavern for now?" she said, the scout hesitated but nodded, "Oh, and order her something to eat."
Tristan nodded and liftedherinto his arms beforeDanu before she even had to ask him. The two headed down the corridor, the little girl waving from Tristan's arms. Achilles was suddenly infront of Shyare with perked ears, his sad puppy dog look in action.
"What?" Shyare said while looking down at the black animal. The wolf looked past her to where everyone else had headed.
Shyare sighed and nodded. The wolf slyly went past her towards, what she thought would be the tavern. As she entered her own room, she noticed that the twins had ignored her and left their clothes on the floor. She picked them up and threw them in a basket in the corner. On the bed was a cloth wrapped package. Shyare looked at it curiously and pulled open the string. A deep deep red dress was revealed. A note was on top of it.
"I expect you to be wearing this when you come to work tonight. Don't bother coming if you don't," the note said, obviously in Vanora's rushed hand writing.
Shyare frowned at it and held up the dress. It seemed to be the perfect size. It must've been nearly five years since she'd worn a dress. She reluctantly pulled off her clothes and slipped into the new material. She turned infront of the mirror that had suddenly appeared in the room. In her opinion, the deep neckline revealed too much. The sleeves went to the elbows and had small black frills on the edge, as did the bottom of the dress. Shyare was happy to see it cover her boots. She had to admit, it did make her look pretty, she just hoped the knights wouldn't notice her.
Shyare went as far as putting her hair in one long braid so the knights wouldn't take heed ofher. She flipped it over her shoulder and took her gold hoop ring out. After hiding a few knives and daggers, she went down to the pub as slow as possible. It would be her first night working, hopefully without anything to ruin the evening.
A/N: So, how will Shyare's first night of working go? Well, thanks again for the reviews. I hope to hear more, no flames please!