Here I chapter 13!
Disclaimer: I want to apologize because I have made a mistake. In chapter 5 I wrote that Vanora have five children. This is however rather difficult when she and Bors has eleven children in the movie and when they had the conversation it was two years left until the knights are free.
I have therefore changed the number of children to ten.
Sorry for my mistake.
Chapter 13
It had been ten months since that day. Lancelot and the knight's had returned, safely for this time. They had of course been away several times after that but Aurora had started to force herself to not worry to much. She knew Lancelot was a knight. She knew he had to do what he was here to do and she knew her sad comments every time they had to depart only made it more difficult for Lancelot to fight.
She exhaled the air in her lungs, God she felt so ill. She was lying in Lancelot's bedroom on his bed and caved up against the wall, everything to feel the cold from the wall cool her down.
Lancelot was practicing, so she was all alone in her misery. She could feel her lunch boiling in her stomach.
She inhaled again and again.
She and Lancelot had been together now for ten months. That was unbelievable for Aurora. A year ago she couldn't even had dreamt of this.
She smiled. They had had wonderful times and bad times of course but mostly good.
The romans had indeed not judged her, well not to her knowledge anyway. She was certain Arthur had made it clear for everyone that this matter was not to be spoken of. She thought her position amongst the romans to were frightening them. She was noble, there was no doubt.
She rolled of the bed and run to the bathroom.
When she came out again she could feel herself being a lot lighter. She didn't feel the nausea and she also had nothing left in her stomach.
I need some air, she thought taking her coat and headed for the training area.
It was July now so the weather was warm and the suns beams were hot on her body. Everything was so green and alive around her. The trees, the flowers, everything. And the light!. The evenings were not dark until late at night and then the sun rose only a few hours after that. She liked the summers in Britain. Yes it rained but she was not that use to it so she found it very fascinating. She was after all from Rome and there rain were something to praise.
She could see the knights now, fighting each other.
Lancelot were fighting Gawain and he seemed to be winning, but then Gawain made Lancelot lost his balance and he fell, leaving Gawain as the winner.
I am going to hear this all day long, she smiled and thought, walking her way to the fallen knight.
When he saw her, her smiled and brushed of his back from the dirt.
"Nice fall!" she said laughing at him.
He only smiled and lifted her up spinning her around making her laugh even more.
"Lancelot!" Galahad said.
But Lancelot didn't care. He gently put her down and gave her a kiss which she returned.
"How are you today?" he asked looking at her worried.
"I am alright" she smiled. "I am feeling better".
He nodded strokning her cheek.
"Lancelot, now it is my turn to make you squirm!" Bors said and walked up to them.
"For heavens sake, stop kissing" Galahad exclaimed.
"What jealous?" Aurora asked smiling at him which made Galahad smile back.
"All the time" he said earning an angry look from Lancelot.
"Galahad, hands off!" He said and Galahad only laughed and held up his hands proving his innocence.
Aurora walked back to the fence and watched the duel between Lancelot and Bors.
Lancelot won this duel so his mood improved and Bors, well she guessed he would be drinking even more tonight.
That night Aurora felt poorly again so she didn't join Lancelot in the tavern.
She was reading a book when she heard the door open and saw Lancelot coming at her, sneaking.
"Don't worry, I am not sleeping:" she said making Lancelot trun his gaze to her profile. She was sitting by the window, the moonlight the only light in the room.
He walked up to her and knelled before her.
"How are you?" he asked with concern in his eyes.
"I am much better" she lied, which he noticed in her eyes.
He shook his head
"I don't understand why you are so sick. It can't be food poising I mean, I haven't been sick and neither have anyone else."
She smiled and nodded.
"Perhaps I am not sick?" she said making him turn towards her.
"You are feeling better then" he asked.
She laughed making Lancelot go to her side once more.
She took her hand and laid it on his jaw, playing with his beard, stroking his lips.
The look in his eyes made her so happy. It was a look of love and lust and possession? She would in usual cases be angry when he looked at her as if she belonged to him. She was no damsel in distress but tonight she liked it. It made her feel safe.
"Do you remember how worried I was when you went of to battle the woads or the saxons sometimes?"
He nodded.
"Yes but you have stopped doing that haven't you?, not that I mind. I like when you are worried for me."
She smiled.
"But it wasn't good for you. You can't be worried every time I go away. It would kill you" he said in a worried tone.
She nodded and looked out the window.
"But I fear now, that next time you ride of for some random mission, mu worry will be doubled and lessened."
He looked at her with concern and fear.
"Why?" he whispered.
She turned to look at him. His eyes were questioning, his poster stiff.
"I am not the only one you are leaving next time." she said and Lancelot looked puzzled.
"Who else?" he asked.
She but merely whispered the answer and Lancelot got a look of surprise and happiness on his face.
"Our child" he repeated.
She nodded, nervous of what he would think.
"I thought you took precautions to prevent this, herbs and things..I"
She gave him a concerned look.
"So, you do not want it?" she asked afraid of he answer.
He looked at her and then he suddenly lifted her up on his shoulders and started to run.
"What are you doing Lancelot!" she screamed making heads turn while the run past people on the streets.
They then reached the tavern and Lancelot sat her down gently.
She was quite taken aback and it took some time fro her to adjust to her new surroundings. When she did, she noticed how everyone was looking at them.
Lancelot stood behind her his hands on her shoulders.
The knights had started to stand up and looked worried. Why shouldn't they, she wondered. They had bolted in as id and army of demons for at their doorstep.
"What is it Lancelot?" Dagonet asked.
Lancelot smiled and looked at Aurora and then to the knights.
"Knights," he began. "I am going to be father!"
Dead silence and then screams and then congratulations were heard every where and Aurora could feel people grabbing her hands, wishing he food luck.
"I be damned Lancelot" Bors said. "Are you trying to break my record?"
"Your record?" Vanora exclaimed punching Bors in the process.
"Women" Bors muttered and took a clunk of ale.
"We need to celebrate this." Percival said smiling.
"Indeed" Tristan said making a few surprised heads turning towards him.
"What, I celebrate life to" he said shrugging his shoulders.
Aurora only laughed and gave Tristan an appreciating look. He nodded as response.
Lancelot hugged Aurora with one arm and smiled at her. She looked up into his eyes. A feeling rushed through her body, she felt so calm, as if all the small part were finally one their place.
I guess it is true happiness, she said to herself. She took her hand over stomach and held it there.
"I always do that" she heard Vanora say. "It makes you feel safe, as if you can feel it". She smiled.
"Yes" Aurora said, "something like that."
Vanora was swept away by Bors who kissed and hugged her.
"You pig!" she said to him but he only continued, and soon Vanora gave in.
"Do you think we will be like them some day?" Aurora asked Lancelot.
He smirked.
"You mean having ten children?"
Aurora laughed.
"Well I don't know about that".
"I wouldn't mind" he said seductive.
"No, but I probably would".
He shrugged his shoulders.
"Let's drink" Bors screamed.
"A toast!" the crowd said.
"TOAST!" Bors said and they raised their glaces.
"To Lancelot" they said. "Our fallen knight" Galahad added making Lancelot give him an annoyed look.
"And to Aurora, who has to put up with him!" Gawain said making everyone laugh.
"May you child be healthy and beautiful" Vanora cut in.
"Yes, a beautiful girl!" Galahad said, giving Lancelot a devilish grin.
"You wouldn't dare!" Lancelot said smiling.
Galahad rolled his eyes.
"To Lancelot and Aurora!" everyone said.
Aurora was about to take zip of the wine but Vanora stopped her.
"It is not good for the baby" she said Aurora giving her a perplexed look and then she blushed.
"Oh, I didn't know".
Vanora smiled.
"Well this is ne to you, so you are forgiven" she joked.
Aurora nodded.
They spent the night in the tavern. The knights drank, thankfully Lncelot didn't drink efter the toast which Aurora appreciated. She wanted to lean on him at this hour and he understood that.
They sat close all night, until Aurora almost fell asleep in Lancelot's lap.
"I think the mother-to-be needs her sleep". Lancelot said and took her into his arms.
"Mm" she said sleepily.
"Come her" he said and started to walk back.
"Lancelot you don't have to carry me, people are looking".
"Let them" was his only response and Aurora relaxed against his chest.
When they reached their room Lancelot put her on her bed.
"You are to good for me". She said half asleep.
Lancelot grinned.
"I know".
"Ass" she said making Lancelot chuckle.
He undressed himself and her and laid himself next to her.
They laid in silence, the moonlight shining on them. The hour was late, perhaps two but the moon still shined brightly through the window.
Suddenly Lancelot broke the silence.
"You have made me so happy my lovely sweetheart. I love you more then I love my life, more then I love my freedom."
She looked at him and smiled.
"And I love you".
"An I love our child" Lancelot added.
She nodded, cradling up against his chest.
"Life is wonderful right about now" she said.
"It certainly is" Lancelot answered.
An then they fell asleep in each other arms. Neither one of them ever wanting to break apart.
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