There was an awkward silence between Lancelot and Paige after Guinevere left the room. She could not bring herself to tell him the truth about the night she was rescued. Tears welled up in her eyes and started falling down her cheeks. Lancelot reached out and wiped them away with his fingers and began reassuring her.

"Shhh, it is alright," he said, "I am here and nothing is going to happen to you. You can tell me what is bothering you."

"I do not know how to tell you," she replied sorrowfully.

"Just tell me how you wish to tell me," he said.

It was as if a dam broke free from Paige as she proceeded to tell him the story of being sold into slavery by her father and finally of the night with her master. Lancelot listened with patience and understanding. When she told him of what her master had done to her, he was angry and wanted to kill the man. Paige calmed him down enough to talk again. She paused for a while and silence filled up the room.

"There is something else you are not telling me," he said, raising one eyebrow.

"Because I am afraid of what you will say. I know you will be angrier than you already are," she said.

"I will never hurt you for what you say," he reassured her. "Please tell me."

"The night my master took my virtue, I also conceived a child," she replied, tears welling up in her eyes again.

"Why did you not tell me sooner?" he gently asked.

"I was afraid that you would not wish to speak with me again for carrying another man's child," she sobbed.

"I would never do that. It was not your fault that this happened, but this child is also a gift," he explained.

"How is it a gift when the father did such a horrible crime to create this child?" she asked.

"Because the mother was innocent. I would like to help, that is, if you will let me," Lancelot answered.

"I would like that," she replied.

"First, I am going to track that bastard down and kill him for the pain he caused you," he stated.

"Lancelot, it is no use. He is probably gone anyways because he moves homes every few months. Please, just stay here. For me," Paige begged.

Lancelot nodded and said, "If that is what you want."

"It is. Thank you for understanding my wishes and thank you for comforting me," she said.

"You are welcome. I would do anything for you," he replied.

Paige smiled at Lancelot and for the first time he smiled back. The realization that she was going to have a child slowly sunk into the back of Paige's mind. Her only regret was that it was not the child of a man she loved. They stared at one another for a few moments. Lancelot had never really looked Paige in the eyes before, now he noticed that she had brilliant green eyes, which complimented her red curls.

Slowly, he placed his hand on her cheek to wipe the few more tears that had fallen. Paige smiled at him again and he gently pulled her forward to his lips for a soft kiss. She neither resisted nor complained. It was the first real kiss she had ever received and it was from Lancelot. When the kiss was broken, he spoke first.

"Paige, when you first came here, I was alone. My best friend had just been married and my other friends were either dead or gone home to their families in Sarmatia. I saw your strength to overcome such pain and I became enraptured with you. Your smile pulls my heart towards you. Now that I know what caused you so much pain, I want to protect you even more and your child," Lancelot confessed.

"You care for me?" she asked, stunned.

"Very much so. When I am around you, there is a light inside me that extinguishes the pain of loneliness. It was as if the gods opened up the heavens and sent you to me," he said.

"Then I must tell you that I am glad that you were my rescuer. From the moment I opened my eyes from unconsciousness and saw you sitting there, I knew you were different from all the other men in my life. I have seen so much pain in your eyes when you were thinking, yet so much light in them when you are happy," Paige said.

"Surely you must know that it is you who makes me happy," Lancelot said.

"Though I do not understand how. I am of no mortal beauty or value. I was once a slave, worthless and low. You are a knight of honor and grace," she explained.

"Let no man tell you that you are worthless or unbeautiful. You are worth everything and the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life," he stated.

"You believe me beautiful?" she asked, shocked.

"Of course. There is no other woman as beautiful as you," he replied.

"How could you ever love me when I am no longer a virgin and carry another man's child?" she inquired.

"That man took your virtue from you. To me, you are still a virgin until you willingly give that virtue to the man of your choosing. That child is not evil, therefore I cannot hate it, but only love it as I do it's mother," Lancelot answered wholeheartedly.

Small tears streamed down Paige's face once again, only in joy. Her whole life she had waited to admit love to a man and he admit it to her. That dream was becoming reality as she realized his confession before her eyes. Again, Lancelot wiped her tears from her cheeks. She laid her head on his shoulder and touched her stomach where she knew her child was. Finally, for the first time in her chaotic life, there was some sliver of hope for normalicy. For now, she was content to be beside Lancelot for a while.

A/N: This chapter is set three months after the first one, so Paige is about three months pregnant. About pictures of the characters, I will try to upload a hyperlink of people that would look like them. The only one that I would have to stretch for is Paige. The rest are from the movie "King Arthur," so visualize them or look on the movie website for photos.