The Meeting

Author: Samantha Worthington

Summary: This is a King Arthur fanfic. Galahad/OC. Galahad and the rest of the knights are on their way home to Sarmatia, after years of service to Rome. On their journey, they meet a group of Egyptian soldiers. Galahad falls in love with the General of this army. This is a three part fic. Thanks to I Fancy Hugh Dancy for the inspiration for this story! P.S, this is the first fic that I have let anyone read, so please take it easy on me!:0)

Rating: E for now. It will change eventually! Feedback is greatly appreciated!

Character list:

Galahad

Arthur

Tristan

Lancelot

Guinevere

Bors

Akil - meaning intelligent in Egyptian

Vanora

Katherine

Badru - meaning born under the full moon

Nailah - meaning successful

Mukamutara - meaning daughter of Mutara

Chapter 6

As the night went on and the ale and wine took effect, the knights, but mostly Bors, had complained about not being able to dance. Badru waved a hand at the musicians and the music instantly became a waltz.

Jumping to their feet, each man wobbly grabbed a partner. Looking up to see Nailah clapping along with the music and laughing at their stumbling dance, Galahad kindly excused himself from his partner and stepped up to Nailah.

"Milady, do me the honor of this dance?" He smiled brightly, kissing her hand tenderly letting his lips linger on her knuckles and staring into her blue orbs as he waited an answer.

"Milord, I do not know this dance..." She began.

"I'll teach you!" He replied, entwining their fingers and pulling her onto the dance floor. She blushed, knowing she would trip and make a fool out of herself in front of the young knight, "Just follow me!" He took her right hand in his and placed his left hand on the bare skin of her hip, sending a burning sensation throughout both of their bodies. Gazing at one another for a moment, Galahad started to pull her along, feet moving to the beat of the music, "1, 2, 3. 1, 2, 3.! Watch my feet, ok?"

She nodded as she felt her hair whipping around her face as Galahad spun them around and around the dance floor. "Excellent! You're a natural!" This made her blush.

"Thank you Milord!" She smiled. Feeling flushed from the dance and Galahads steady gaze and closeness, she motioned towards the door. "I think I am in need of some fresh air!" Having not let go of Galahads hand, she pulled him along with her, to his amazement. When they exited the tent, Lancelot had resumed his dagger competition, shaking his head at the two as they walked off.

Galahad followed Nailah's gaze to the sky, "Beautiful is't it?"

"Very!" She replied, plopping onto her bottome and laying back on the grass, of course, once again pulling a surprised Galahad along with her. She giggled at his expression as his bottom hit the grass. "I believe I have had too much wine!" She blushed again, still giggling. Her leaders front completely dissolved as she let go and became herself with him once again.

He gazed down at her, brushing a few strands of hair from her face, "Have you ever looked at the stars before, Galahad?"

That had to be the most beautiful sound he had ever heard, the sound of his name coming from her lips. If that where the only sound her heard for the rest of his life, he would be happy. "Of course milady, each and every night!"

"No, I mean, really look at them, to see the stories written in them?" She replied, waving her hand towards the stars.

"Well, no, I don't think I have." He lay back next to her, now noticing that she had not once let go of his hand since they started to dance and he slightly smiled at this.

She studied the sky for a moment, then pointed upward, "You see there," She connected the stars with an invisible line with her fingers. "Sekhmet. Those born under her star possess a brilliant mentality and sustained optimism and imagination!" He gave her a questioning look, "Sekhmet is the Goddess of war and rivalry. Which explains my lust for battle!" She grinned.

"So you where born under her star then?"

"Yes, during the middle of proyet. I believe your people refer to it as winter. Tell me, when where you born, I will show you your star."

"June, the beginning of our summer!"

She thought for a moment, eyes squinted and motioning her fingers as if counting, "Shomu is our summer." She paused again, looking up, "Hathor s your star. SHe is the Goddess of the earth and sky. You enjoy life to the fullest, you are an expert at winning, the best in most situations." She replied, pointing out another group of stars. "I think it describes you perfectly!"

HE smiled in agreement, "Yes, that does sound like me milady!"

"Enough with this milady folly!" She replied, propping herself up on an elbow, "To you, I am Nailah, nothing more, understand?" She couldn't help but smile everytime she looked into her handsome face. He radiated joy and happiness. But there was a dark spot in his eyes, which bothered her, she wanted to know everything about him and he, her!

He returned her smile and gave her a small salute, which made her roll her eyes, "I recieve enough of those from my soldiers, I do not wish them from you, my friend!"

"If it is your wish, mila... Nailah!" He grinned wickedly. "Please, tell me more about your Egypt." He rested his arms behind his head. Nailah rested her head on his chest, their bodies perpindicular to one another.

"Where shall I start?" She wondered.

"Tell me more about your Gods."

"Ok, well in Egypt, we have twelve Gods and Goddesses. Ptah was the God who brought the world to being. I guess he would be considered by the Romans as the almight God. He is represented as a bull. Each God or Goddess is represented by an animal. Thoth is the God of learning and the one to pass judgement upon the dead. This is the God Badru has come to represent on his armor."

"A baboon, isit?"

Nailah nodded, "There is Amun, the king of the Gods. His animal is the ram. The sun god, Ra..."

"Which is represented by a hawk as on your armor." Galahad replied.

"Yes, when I was born, I had a birthmark shaped like a sun burst, my mother always assumed that I was touched by Ra himself!" She turned her back to him and pulled her hair to the side, exposing her neck where he traced the mark at the nape of her neck with his fingers. The action forced her to suck in a sharp breath as a slight dizziness came over her. She shivered a little, despite the warm summer air. This reaction to his touch made him smile, knowing now the effect he had on her. He bent his face closer to her skin, about to place his lips upon her when he heard her name being called.

They both jumped to their feet and dusted themselves off as Badru strode up the path.

"Ah, there you are milady!" He replied, eyeing Galahad, "What are you doing out here, are you not enjoying the festivities?"

"Oh, no, quite the opposite my friend." She replied, "I was feeling a bit out of sorts from the wine and needed some fresh air, and my darling new friend here, Sir Galahad offered to accompany me for a walk!"

"Ugh huh, well come milady, they are requesting another dance!" Badru replied.

Nailah rolled her eyes, "Fine, we will be there in a moment!"

Badru eyed Galahad once more before he took his leave.

"Friendly fellow!" Galahad furrowed his brows.

"Pay no attention to Badru. He has taken it upon himself to play the roll of my big brother!" She raised her hand to him, "Shall we, then?"

Galahad gently took her outstretched hand, wrapping her arm around his. "Your 'brother'," he made quotation marks in the air with his fingers, "Should realize that your quite capable of taking care of yourself." He grinned.

She nodded her agreement.

"And if, for any reason you could not, I will be at your side!" He quickly added as a slight flush came to his cheeks.

"Why thank you my good knight! To have such a nobleman at my side in battle would ease my mind greatly!"