Calliann: I'm glad you liked the last one! And I see Galahad is starting to grow on you as well, now that you're looking for a girl to him! (winks)
Here's your Tristan piece! I tried to make it the most sweet I could, and I hope you enjoy! (cross fingers)

Wanderer of the Roads: Thanks for your review! I'm glad you're enjoying my pieces! And I still have your suggestion on mind, but I didn't have any good idea with horses so far…

Cardeia: One of my bests? Thank you! (blushes)
I'm glad you think I can write Arthur well! I never really thought too much about him… Not only because I'm always thinking about my Lance, but also because I believed he's not a very deep character… In the movie, and even in the books (especially in the Bernard Cornwell's version), Arthur is quite simple: a good guy who wants to do the right thing, and makes the necessary sacrifices without loose his honor. But now that I'm writing him, I'm having the chance to give him the depth I want! I guess that's why I focus so much on his relation with Lance, it's through their relation that I build my Arthur! And I'm happy it's working for you!

Title: Guardian Angel
Challenge: Week Challenge #10
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: I own nothing or no one. Lancelot follows me everywhere because he wants. I'm not forcing him to anything! Arthur is having a good time in my room, and Galahad found himself quite attached to me, so all of my knights are really happy here in my world!
Author's Notes: I tried to make a sweet Tristan piece to my dear Calliann; I hope it works!
English is not my native language and I'm still learning it; I'll be glad if you help me pointing at any error you find!
Any feedback will always be welcome, so please, let me know what you think!

KA100 Challenge #10:
Whispers of Angels

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Vanora's boys were running around, when suddenly Three stopped and turned to Four:

"Are you hearing?"

Four listened and nodded.

"There's someone whispering!"

"Yeah, but did you notice? The sound came from the sky!"

Three looked at the sky and pointed.

"There! Can you see?"

"It's an angel!"

The children left excited.

"Mum! Mum! We saw an angel!"

Tristan watched the scene amused. It was just his hawk, after all. Noticing how she flew, never letting him out of her sight, Tristan thought again. Maybe the children were right. She was more than his hawk; she was his guardian angel.