This is a Arthur / Guinevere Lancelot/OC Tristan/OC parings

Disclaimer:- I do not own King Arthur, the characters or the previous events of the movie. I do however own Kaiden, and this new plot… but not King Arthur's characters… if that makes any sense whatsoever… any way most of the credit goes to Jerry Bruckhimer and his fantastic crew, the rest of the credit goes to history

Chapter 5

Arthur grabbed Kaiden's hand several moments after being introduced to the party, he seemed rather rushed and he was breathing heavily. She forced a smile, knowing something was not as it seemed. Arthur always seemed to be very docile, not stressed as he looked to be now. Then out of what felt to be an embarrassed rush asked her if she wished to be introduced to his knights.

Kaiden nodded, not having previously been properly introduced to them when she first came nor when she went riding out today. Arthur lead her to a knight by the name of Gawain, then a knight by Galahad, who seemed slightly embarrassed to see her, she couldn't help but smile at the redness in his cheeks. Then they came to a rather burly man, named Bors, holding a jug of ale, he nodded his head in greeting and grinned, though it seemed to be the ale controlling his expression.

As Arthur led her to the next knight Tristan. She could almost feel the hostility flowing from him, he bowed slightly in what seemed to be a forced way and held a completely impassive expression. Obviously wasn't a great admirer of her being Roman either. She sighed inwardly as she walked past him then her eyes fell on the next knight. He, by the looks of him was trying to mask his expression as Arthur began to introduce him.

"And lastly Lancelot, my dear friend, whom I'd trust with my life." said Arthur, she could practically hear the admiration in his voice. "Lancelot, may I introduce you to Lady Kaiden."

Kaiden smiled slightly in greeting and then found her eyes falling into his dark brown ones; she was almost completely absorbed by the depth of them when he broke the connection, bowing politely to her. She felt a sudden sense of loss as his eyes broke away from hers as Arthur lead her away. She looked back at him as she left, wondering if he felt it too.

Arthur broke her out of her thoughts when he kindly asked her to dance, to which she quickly obliged and they set about the room in a customary manner. It was a simple dance one she had learned long ago, although it did become slightly tricky when the swapping of partners began. Arthur let go of her hand, and instantly she felt her hand in the place of someone else's sweaty ones. She forced a smile at the rather chubby man and he twirled her around and into the hands of another, this continued until she finally felt like leaving the floor before she became quite giddy.

She didn't get the chance to however because she felt a set of large rough hands take hers and instantly spark a connection. She looked up to her partners face and felt a shiver run up her spine as she gazed into the dark brown depths of Lancelot's eyes. She could feel herself blushing, the connection to him almost burning through her. It was only then she noticed his lips were moving to form an unmistakeable smirk.

She broke away feeling suddenly uncomfortable by his smug expression and headed towards what looked to be a balcony. She stepped outside and immediately felt the cool breeze hit her skin cooling her body down. She had never felt a connection like that in her life, and she had certainly not felt it with Arthur and he was to be her betrothed. She let out an exasperated sigh, she had never been one for gatherings such as this.

She rested her elbow on the railing and placed her head in her hands looking out over the beauty of Camelot.

"Beautiful isn't it." said a voice from behind her that made her jump. She spun around thinking she was completely alone, her eyes scanned the darkness finally landing upon a figure in the dark corner. He took a step forward as she noticed and revealed himself to be Tristan.

"Oh forgive me." she said flustered, embarrassed that he had heard her aggravated sigh. "I did not realise anyone was out here." she said about to head back indoors, but was stopped when he stood in front of her.

"Don't leave on my account." he said flicking a piece of his dark hair out of his eyes. He looked her over and frowned slightly. "What are you doing here?" he asked bluntly.

Kaiden stood tall, not liking the tone he was taking to her. "I am to be married, surely you know." she said, her voice not wavering.

Tristan shook his head, and she knew that wasn't what he meant. He began to look her directly in the eyes as if to break her with his stare. It was beginning to work, if it hadn't been for Jezebel to walk out at the same time calling her name. "Thank goodness I found you my Lady. Arthur was…" she paused looking between them and noticing Kaiden's uncomfortableness.

Tristan instantly backed away from Kaiden, he turned and headed past Jezebel to whom he gave a small nod of recognition. Kaiden found Jezebel blushing slightly and couldn't hide the small smile that came to the corner of her mouth.

Jezebel seemed embarrassed as she looked to Kaiden. "Is every thing alright my Lady?"

Kaiden shook her head. "Please call me Kaiden, no more 'my lady' I am beginning to despise those words. After all you are my only friend here Jezebel, I wish you to call me by my name from now on" she said placing a hand on her shoulder in reassurance.

Jezebel grinned, "Yes Kaiden… Arthur was wondering where you went to, the evening meal is about to be served."

Kaiden laughed, "Than I won't keep him waiting."

Kaiden entered the large room as a bustle of people all began to seat themselves, Arthur ever the gentlemen pulled out her chair that was situated next to him, she nodded in thanks and took a seat at the table, Jezebel to her left. It was then that she noticed the knights being seated across from her, she only prayed the spare chair directly opposite her wasn't reserved for who she thought it was.

But it was.

Kaiden attempted to divert her gaze to the food in front of her, pretending to be extremely hungry. She mentally kicked herself, this wasn't her, she was never intimidated by anyone. And she wasn't about to start right now. She composed her self and with the most nonchalant expression she could muster she looked up and directly at him.

He'd been staring at her, because as soon as she looked up he looked away as if he hadn't been. Now it was her turn to smirk. She didn't understand this game they were playing, it was frustrating not to mention extremely annoying.

Lancelot quickly avoided her gaze as she looked up at him, this night had been bizarre to say the least. Not only had he been unable to stop staring at her the entire night, but he'd been entranced by how different she was, how strongly she held herself, and how at this very moment he knew she was looking at him. Much like he did when he'd danced with her only minutes ago.

Though what really vexed him was that right now she had that smug smirk… although it was an extremely attractive smirk He closed his eyes willing himself to be rid of those thoughts Roman… she's Roman His eyes instantly shot up, locking with hers. And that's were they stayed for several moments until Arthur's voice came crashing between their connection.

"Thank you too all who are here, this is a night for celebration, I am to be married to the beautiful Lady Kaiden. Please raise you glasses. To Lady Kaiden." he said rasing his glass.

Lancelot saw Guinevere cringe out of the corner of his eye as he rose his glass, and it looked as though Kaiden did too by the sudden falter in her smile. He raised an eyebrow to Tristan seated next to him, who also seemed to notice Kaiden's reaction.

Her smile suddenly returned just as soon as it faulted, though the brightness behind her eyes seemed to disappear.

A/N hi all thanks for the reviews! If you have any comments I'm glad to hear them!