New In Town (Boris)

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Elora had a rare day off, and she was enjoying it. She had caught up on all her sewing and deciding she was not going to stay in doors! No! She escaped her little home with a laugh and hurried to the market. She hoped that bully, Vaughn, wasn't there. He had ruined hours of her hard work in her last encounter with him. Still, she was a very short person, only five' four" and she knew she could blend in with the crowd and disappear if she saw him.

Elora's biggest down fall, was her daydreaming. She had her head in the clouds all the time. She often thought up of grand adventures where she was bold, and brave . . . and tall. Like now, as she was walking the market, she could pretend was elsewhere, maybe a grand city somewhere far from here! Everyone around her could be a potential assassin, and only she could recognize them to the king sent her out to walk among the people to find him . . . or her!

While in her silly day dream, she was not watching full where she was going, and ended up rushing into someone's back! They were very much taller then her; but lets face it, who wasn't; and she nearly fell on her backside! "Oh! Oh dear! I am so sorry! I did not see you!" Which seemed silly when one looked at his size! "I mean, I was not watching were I was going and did not see you! Forgive me

[boris]

The ride to Camelot had been a long, and tiring one. Not to mention Kendal and Cailan were starting to bicker, horribly. Boris ran a calloused hand over the mane of his beautiful white stallion, Liara. "We are almost there, and soon you can rest." Boris whispered to her, as if she would understand his words. The horse flicked her head slightly, indicating to him she did indeed. Straightening up, Boris glanced behind at his arguing twins. "Would you two shut it already!" He groaned playfully, receiving the evil eye from Kendal while Cailan merely chuckled in response. Boris smirked a little to himself, nudging Liara so she could start to gallop.

Arriving at the gates of Camelot, Boris settled Liara while he waited for his brothers to catch up. Once they did, he smirked clearly at them. "I'm going to explore this little kingdom; would you be able to take Liara to the stables?" He asked softly, getting down from the saddle on Liara. Cailan nodded and nudged his horse forward so he could take the reigns of the white stallion. Boris donned the cloak that Kendal passed him; to hide the weapons he possessed and to blend in more with the crowd. "I shall see you at the tavern, my brothers." He nodded, rolling his eyes slightly as Kendal warned him to be careful and to stay out of trouble.

"You who know me best would tell me that of all people, brother?" Boris raised an eyebrow, but simply grinned as Kendal sighed in exaggeration. He then turned and disappeared into the gates of Camelot, his eyes widening as he surveyed the wandering crowds of the fabled kingdom. Never had he seen such bustle before; as his home village hadn't consisted of many people. Taking a few steps forward, Boris barely muffled a grunt as someone bumped into his back, and he turned around to gaze upon the face of the one who bumped him.

If Cailan was with him, he would no doubt be turning on his endless charm for the beautiful woman in front of Boris. "It is a simple mistake one could make in such crowds as these; you are certainly forgiven, my lady." The tawny blond haired man smiled down at her, his compassion and friendliness shining through.

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Elora was relived to find him not angry with her. She knew it was her fault, and he could have been angry especially if she had caused him to drop something. She took a small step back, so she would not have to look so far up at him before speaking, "Thank you," She knew she had not seen his face before, as it was one you could not forget. Most of the knights around here were not so . . . . . so . . . . .

Well, they were very pretty! This man was not so, though he was hansom. He had a more earthy appearance, more rugged. It was clear he was not from the city, were the knights often spent just as much time making sure they appeared nice for festivals and balls as they did on making sure their armor was in shape. "Are from afar?" She asked, excited about meeting someone new, "I do not recall seeing you before."

Camelot was not a small city, and Elora did not know everyone, but it was not so large that she saw many new faces. It had a welcome balance, of being large enough to avoid others if you wished, but not so large that you never saw the same person twice. They did get allot of travelers, and Elora loved the stories of adventures the brought.

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Boris saw the relief flit across her face and was momentarily confused. Perhaps she had expected him to hit her, or even yell at her. The knight was not that kind of man; but how was the girl to know that? "No need to thank me, I have not done anything heroic or something similar of the kind." Boris chuckled lightly, a warm smile directed towards the woman. He felt slightly odd, now that he realized she was short compared to his monstrous height. Boris took a quick glance around, and suddenly knew he was the tallest one there. And would stand out for it.

Glancing down at the young woman again, Boris sensed her excitement and he smiled even more. He guessed Camelot either didn't receive many outsiders, or she just didn't get out very often. "Yes, I am from afar. I come from a small village in West Yorkshire. This is my first time here in Camelot, and I...am amazed already just by the crowds." Boris confessed in a low husky voice, his blue eyes twinkling slightly. "I'm Boris by the way. And you are?" He took her hand gently and placed a chaste kiss upon it, a small smirk playing upon his lips.

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She did not know her geography well, so was not sure how far he was from. Still, anyone traveling must be tired, and he had said a small village. Camelot must be a real adventure to someone from a small town! "Yes, even to ones who have lived here all their lives--like my self--find it over whelming at times." She agreed as Camelot's market often had everyone out and looking for the best fruits or vegetables, or other supplies. "Early mornings are usually the worst." She advised him, she avoided the early mornings in the markets if she could. For someone her size, it was hard to move about with out getting lightly bruised from everyone not seeing you, or bumping into you.

Elora felt her self blush as the kiss on her hand and she smiled. While she knew it was harmless, she could not help but to think this one would break a few hearts while on his stay in the city. "I am Elora. I am the seamstress from over on the west end of Camelot." She never used the title that was her's by birth. When her father died, and her mother took on a profession, that side of her life, with the nobles had ended. So she never went by Lady Elora, as she had as a child. "I was out walking on my free day, enjoying the fresh air, if you were looking for someone, I could show you the way." She offered, "Or show you around, if you would like." She planned to also ask him about his travels if he took her up on her offer.