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DISCOVERY"We should not be here," Garrett hissed.
Kaye, Armand and Baltimore both screeched to a halt and stared at Garrett in disbelief. Their shocked faces combined with dresses made the sight very funny.
"Is this because of what happened last time with Mistress Qurick because I know she has some thing with someone else," Baltimore grinned.
"No. We should just generally not be in the ladies bath rooms." Garret crossed his arms. "It's disrespectful."
"Yes," Kaye nodded, "now lets get in there!"
Armand winked at Garret and the three boys pushed past. Garret thought about following them but Isolde's words that she would be in the library most of the day-alone- kept flashing through his mind. He ran the opposite direction.
"That boy is pretty much her slave," Baltimore noted.
"Uh huh!" the other two agreed.
"At least she has gotten nicer since." Kaye muttered.
"Damn there's nobody here," Armand stamped his foot.
"Thank the gods, this wig itches," Baltimore breathed tugging it off.
"We need new plans," Kaye said pulling his off.
"Yeah one that doesn't involve you being perverts," a new female voice joined in.
The three of them screamed. Emile had her arms crossed over her towel wrapped body.
The three of them took in the curve of her leg and the swell of her breast. They just stared.
"Hey boys. New plan remember!" Emile glared.
"No I think this one is working out just fine," Baltimore leered.
"Say that again and I'll tell Tristan!"
"Oh dark goddess would you really?" Baltimore batted his eyes.
"I'll give you a five minute head start before I give him his sword," Emile smirked.
"You are evil," Baltimore replied, falling more in love with the woman every sentence.
"And I'll tell him you said his braids were ugly."
"I'm going to worship you forever." Baltimore swore.
"I know." Emile smiled.
The door opened.
"Hide," Kaye gasped. Emile rolled her eyes and pulled them where she had been hiding.
There was giggling and "stop. We shouldn't be doing this."
And "make me stop"… in a man's voice. The three boys and Emile exchanged glances. The man's voice was familiar and so was the woman's.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Emile peaked around the corner and gasped. She flung back around her eyes full of tears. One of the boys went to look but she grabbed them back. She shook her head. Armand wondered if it was Tristan but he figured if it had been him Emile would have castrated somebody by now. Plus Tristan would never even look at another woman, gods know that Baltimore didn't and she wasn't the mother of his children.
"Who?" Kaye whispered.
Emile shook her head but Kaye whispered it Lancelot. Emile lowered her head and bit her lip before looking up.
"Lancelot," she mouthed.
That would explain the tears, Kaye thought. Alera, Lancelot's wife, was Emile's sister. Emile was running a hand over her eyes when Kaye managed to catch a glance. The other woman was Guinevere.
"Oh gods," Kaye muttered.
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Emile lay on her bed and listened to the children play in the next room. Tristan lay beside her and stroked her hair.
"I couldn't believe it. Alera is her best friend. Arthur's his best friend. This is treason isn't it?" Emile breathed.
Tristan sighed and kissed her temple. "Yes it's treason."
"Are you going to do anything about it?" Emile prompted.
Tristan thought about it for a moment. "No. Are you?"
"Gods no. I do not want to be the one to drop that bit of news to anybody." Emile paused. "I didn't even notice. I'm the rogue queen and I didn't notice"
"You weren't looking for that," Tristan said.
"That's for damn sure. And everybody kept warning me that danger was coming. I wonder if this is it?"
"Do you want this to be it?"
"Gods yes because if it is worse than this… I don't want know about it." Emile buried her head in the covers.
"I do not want to go to work tonight," She moaned.
"Emile, you hardly ever work," Tristan said.
"Still I will find it hard to concentrate."
"Well I'm going to be there. And I promise I'll give you a present when we get home," Tristan's voice was low.
Emile smiled and lifted her head off the bed. She looked funny because of the crease lines on her face. "Is it a present you couldn't give me in front of the children?"
"Most definitely not."
"I love you so very much right now!"
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"My parents are going to kill me if they find out I'm here," Korella breathed.
"Relax, they are probably too busy having sex to realise," Kaye slapped Korella on the shoulder.
"Remind me Bors, where did all fifty of your siblings come from," Korella retorted.
"Garrett, why do we listen to Kyrilla?" Isolde demanded.
"Right now, I do not know!"
All of them looked up at the bar that doubled as a brothel.
"He said we'd find information in here," Armand said.
"So naturally you'd believe the mysterious god?" Shazara snapped.
"Angry girls are attractive," Baltimore said to Shazara.
"Aren't you devoted to my mother?" Isolde asked.
"I like to keep my options open but yes your mother dictates my life and my heart bleeds for her," Baltimore grinned.
"I'm telling my father you said that," Isolde threatened.
"My heart could bleed for you too." Baltimore tried to grin cutely.
The others pushed past the desperate flirt to go inside.
"How can you be so flippant?" Armand asked.
"What do you mean?" Baltimore replied.
"What we saw the afternoon."
"I'm repressing anything after Emile in a towel," Baltimore confessed.
Armand glared at him.
"Look there is nothing we can do about it so why let it destroy us?" Baltimore had a serious look on his face.
The males pushed into the bar.
"Ah heaven" Baltimore grinned. There were scantily clad naked girls dancing on the bar.
He was walking towards one bar when a man turned around and ran into him.
It was Tristan.
"Can I please be there when your wife is looking for pity sex after she finds out you're at one of these places?" It rushed out of Baltimore's mouth before he could think.
Tristan's blank face never wavered. "I'll forget you said that."
"Thank you so much," Baltimore muttered and made to run away.
Tristan seized the cuff of his clothes. "I don't think so."
Baltimore just then managed to get a look at one of the girls. It was Emile.
"Did I mention I want to be you," He murmured to Tristan. Tristan realised what he had seen and swore.
He tried to pull him out before a dark hair figure came striding up.
"Dad! What is mother doing of that bar?" Isolde practically yelled.
"Isolde calm down. What happened?" Garrett grabbed her arm.
"Garrett?"
"Tristan? What are you doing here?"
"What are you doing here?"
"Hello Uncle Tristan. Wow aunt Emile is a good dancer," Shazara watched the bar.
Gawain came striding out of the crowd. "Tristan this is supposed to be undercover. What's going on?" He took in the scene quickly. "Oh Gods."
"Dad?" Korella looked angry.
Gawain watched his daughter approach. "Oh gods." He cast a quick glance at Tristan. "She is exactly like her mother."
"Dad! Why is my mother semi naked on a bar?"
"I understand you completely," Tristan replied to Gawain. "Let's get this out of here."
"We should have been soul mates Tristan." Gawain stared at all the angry and shocked children.
AN: yes Emile has been sprung as Rogue queen. Tune in next week for how it gets handled.
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