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Chapter 8 : Almost

Luana blinked in the sun, her eyes adjusted to the light that shone. She looked around the carriage. Luana closed her eyes again, trying to get rid of the blurry sight.

As she opened them again, she felt a wet cloth on her forehead. Her eyes locked into Tristans, Luana managed a smile at her older brother. His brown eyes smiled back but his lips stayed in the same thin line.

"Stay down, you're still wounded." Tristans calm voice informed her.

"I don't want to stay down." She complained while still trying to get up. Tristans hand pushed her back down, looking him in the eye, Luana knew he was serious. She sighed and looked away from her brothers intimidating eyes.

"Where am I?" Luana asked, frowning and looking around the room. The room was devided in two parts, with one curtain. She threw the covers from her body as she still tried to get out of the bed. Tristan shook his head and pushed her down.

"You're home, now sleep." He said intimidating. Luana frowned, knowing that she wasn't tired at all. But somehow, sleep overtook her before she knew it and her eyes closed.

X

Luana looked around the small town, remembering small bits of her own distant memory each passing day. She smiled brightly at the children playing around and the older ladies greeting her. Her sword was hanging against her back, giving her the most secured feeling she ever had when she was alone.

She walked towards the training fields, hoping that Tristan might not stop her from practicing. When she arrived there, Arthur was already fighting against Lancelot. Seeing them in action made Luana realize what she really missed all those years. Her friends, her family, her life.

She changed so much that, sometimes, she didn't even recognize herself when she looked in the mirror.

"Finally joining us?" Galahads voice broke her thoughts. Luana chuckled a little before she finally nodded towards the youngest knight.

"I guess I forgot how good the both of them really were." Gawain's laugh came from behind her as she sat down and watched the other knights drink something from the mug in their hands.

Luana's eyes stayed on Lancelot for a while before they took a small glance at Arthur. Both men were sweating, trying to find a weak point in each others tactics. Luana felt a sad smile crep up her lips, knowing that she missed so many years.

She knew that she could never be her old self again. To much time had passed for her to be able to pick up the pace of the old days. The girl knight closed her eyes for a moment, surprised to feel Lancelots hand on her cheek as his eyes locked into her from the moment she reopened them.

"You're feeling better?"

"How do you define better Lance?"

Lancelot smirked and walked past her, splashin some water in his face. He shrugged and began to walk away. Luana smiled brightly, following him as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders in a comforting way. The young girl laid her head on his shoulders as they walked towards their private rooms.

"You should get more sleep." Lancelot's voice was the first thing that broke the earpiercing silence that hung between them. Luana yawned and tried to nod her head but ended up placing it back on his shoulder before she could do so.

"It's never going to be the same again is it?"

Lancelot stopped dead in his tracks as Luana's voice made him realize the truth. The young girl stopped in front of him, her brown hair hanging loosely around her eyes. Lancelot couldn't bring out a word, not one single word, as his mind progressed what Luana just said.

He blinked as he felt her soft, small hand on his cheek and her eyes locking in with his. His heart skipped a beat, knowing how beautiful her eyes shone in the bright sun.

"Everything changed so much Lancelot." She whispered, "I never expected to meet with you again. To see you guys again. To be able to get back to the life I was used to."

Lancelots hand took her own small hand from his cheek, holding it in his two hands he looked her straight in the eye.

"You have this chance now. Don't waist it." He softly whispered before leaning closer to her. Luana could feel his hot breath on her face and their lips were about to touch each other if it wasn't for the noise that interrupted them.

Luana bit her lip to keep herself from laughing as Lancelot rolled his eyes and looked annoyed at Gawain looking at the both of them with raised eyebrows and his mouth slightly open.

"Am I interrupting anything?"

It was at that moment that Luana couldn't keep her laughter inside of her. The young girl laughed a little, shaking her head at Gawain. Amusement sparkled in her eyes as she looked back at Lancelot who laughed with her.

"Not at all Gawain. Not at all." Luana said softly. Lancelot nodded in agreement and smiled at Luana while he took a step back. Luana closed her eyes, her back leaning against the wall behind her.

She heard the footsteps of Gawain fade away and opened her eyes again. She met Lancelot's eyes from the moment she could and managed a shy smile.

"I should go and get some sleep. Or I'll be lectured by Tristan."

Lancelot frowned, suddenly remembering that she was Tristans little sister. He nodded slowly, seeing her walk away from him. He shook his head out of his distant thoughts and walked towards his own cabin to freshen up.

X

"I swear it guys, they were this close to each other." Gawain parted his thumb and finger a few inches from each other to show the other knights how close they really were. Lancelot rolled his eyes and took another sip of his drink.

Arthur looked at his first knight, smiling brightly when Lancelot looked back in his eyes, a mischievous twinkle in his dark brown eyes.

"Could my eyes fooled me when I saw you and Melan hugging and kissing a few days ago." Lancelot smirked when Gawain spilled his drink when he heard the small detail.

"Gutter, gutter, gutter." Gawain looked at Lancelot who raised his eyebrows.

"I saw you two kissing and frolicking. "

The other knights began to laugh out loud as Gawain turned bright red at the things Lancelot was saying. Arthur couldn't help but laugh with his knights as they backstabbed each other through words.

The Roman commander looked at Lancelot, wondering if Gawain was telling the truth about him and Luana. Secretly, he hoped everything was true and that Lance and Luana were getting closer again.

Ever since she disappeared, he had been depressed and silent. Even Tristan had it hard the first couple of months before he began to mask his feelings from everyone around him. Lancelot had it harder. He would drink to much and his fighting would go backwards since he didnt' care about anything anymore.

Over the years, he had started to turn back to his old self. But the return of the young girl had both affected Tristan and Lancelot's life drastically. The scout was still distant, but at least he began to talk more.

Lancelot...he had changed too. His moods weren't as depressive as before. And every day, Arthur would see more and more smiles appearing on his face.

Yes, Arthur thought, his knights would be alright...

but he wouldn't.

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