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Elyan chuckled when Gwaine called himself their best customer. It was almost understandable...except for one crucial point. "As far as I've heard, you're notoriously known for not paying for your drinks." Elyan smirked. He'd heard that on many occasions, Gwaine hardly ever paid for his own drinks. He was well aware that he'd probably be paying for their drinks tonight. But he didn't have a huge problem, as long as they didn't drink too much...Who was he kidding? They were both probably going to drink themselves silly and to be honest Elyan couldn't care less. He really loved that feeling.

At Gwaine's next words he outright laughed. "I expect you know the women in the tavern quite well," he teased. He wasn't really the type to chat up women in taverns, but Gwaine it seemed was a ladies man. "Let's just say I'm not particularly good at knowing when to say the right thing." He chuckled inwardly at a few memories, where he'd most certainly said the wrong thing, and had gotten himself into heaps of trouble. "Maybe you could show me a technique or two?" He winked back at Gwaine. Elyan could always do good to learn, even from Gwaine. He definitely knew he needed it.

"Not cold are you?" He watched Gwaine walk without a cloak. "How could I not be?" He pulled his cloak even tighter around him. "It's freezing out here." How Gwaine wasn't shaking like a leaf from the cold, was beyond him. Despite them being brothers at heart, Gwaine would forever be a mystery to Elyan. He expected Gwaine had probably gotten used to walking to the tavern in the freezing cold. Elyan could see a small sign in the distance he could make out the words 'The Rising Sun' despite the darkness. Finally! They were almost there. He could already hear the increasing sound of talking and laughter from inside the tavern and he could hardly wait to step inside.

He smiled as she complimented his sister. It was always nice to hear that people appreciated her for the wonderful woman she was. It was about time, in his opinion. His eyebrows shot up when she mentioned tripping the king. "You tripped up Arthur?!" He was obviously surprised. He guessed only this strange woman in front of him could meet the King by tripping him up. He inwardly chuckled at the image. "So you met Gwaine, I imagine that was fun." He said when she mentioned meeting him. It must have been entertaining; he was certainly...unique. That was definitely a way of describing the man. He wanted to know more, but decided they could discuss it at the tavern. After he'd had a bath and felt significantly cleaner.

Speaking of baths...He chuckled at her comment. He noticed the specks of dirt and soot on her now, no doubt from this place. It always managed to get everyone who entered it a bit dirty. He couldn't help but also notice the scratches on her; it made him feel concerned for her. "Have you had those checked out?" He asked motioning his hand toward the scratches. "We have an excellent court physician if you should need him." He didn't want to push her, but he thought he'd just make sure she was aware. She was beginning to be a good friend; he wouldn't want her be harmed or suffer pain. Elyan knew how stubborn some warriors could be in the face of treating an injury. Heck, he was a knight, and knew what it was like! "A little bit of danger can be fun... If its like the heat I'm feeling now, I can defiantly get used to it." He looked down at the once hot coals; they were merely burning embers now. "Then I can't wait to teach you."

At her words to their sombre turn of conversation, he smiled warmly. "It is always a comfort to know one is not alone." He would be lying if he said that Kory was not his friend now. He knew it was foolish to trust everyone, but he had seen how sincerely kind she was and...well, unique. He decided it wouldn't be too bad to take a chance on her, or a risk. He had always been the spontaneous type, so why should this be so different? He decided it wasn't.

His jaw dropped almost comically when she mentioned joining baths. Joining baths?! This woman wasn't just odd; she was completely insane! His cheeks couldn't even blush. On the contrary, the colour had drained from his face. It wasn't all that noticeable though, due to his dark complexion. He shut his mouth, and decided to take her words as a tease. He'd always been easy to tease, even when he was a child. Which his sister never failed to use to her advantage. "I think it would be a good idea to have separate baths for now," he winked. But of course, he wasn't completely horrid at teasing

"He sent me away, if I return it's on pain of death." He closed his eyes at her words. "You and I both know he could never let you die." Yet even though Elyan knew this, the words still hurt for him to hear. It was painful to even think that any harm could come to his sister. She was too precious to him, despite everything. Arthur would still be extremely angry and hurt of course. But was it not better to tell him sooner rather than later. Elyan feared if they waited Arthur would just be even angrier. It was also Arthur's right to know of course. Of his child, in the womb of his sister. "He has to be told, and soon too, otherwise it'll just be worse." If Arthur would feel angry he'd only be more furious to know that she kept the news of his son or daughter from him.

He kept his arms around her as she spoke on of her fears that Arthur would think the child was not his. It made Elyan almost feel guilty for inquiring it. But he'd had to be responsible, and cover everything. It had been a relevant question and one Elyan had no doubt Arthur would ask. He feared what it would do to Gwen. "You must be prepared for everything he will say, do and ask," he said in reference to her fears. "He is in a fragile state after...what happened." Elyan tried to choose his words carefully. "You're going to have to expect that he will ask it, either as an actual inquiry or just in spite." Elyan had never known Arthur to be spiteful but as he'd told Gwen, he was in a very fragile state. He didn't know what to expect from him.

Elyan tried to appear level-headed, for Gwen. But in all honesty he had no idea what they were doing or what they were going to do. Would Arthur still banish her, even after knowing she carried his child? Elyan doubted it, but they had to be ready for the possibility. Elyan would have to help raise the child of course. He'd get a job, and try to support them. Would he be able to afford to care for a family...a child? All these thoughts and questions were in his mind and he didn't know what to do with them. He never usually thought about the future, never had to be practical and rational. That was always Gwen. But now he had to take on her role and he didn't know how to. He felt truly terrified, more than he had ever been. He needed her, but she was fragile right now. He held Gwen tighter, more for himself than for her.

“It would suit you!” Elyan laughed with her, while brushing his hand through his hair. Where his laughter subsided, the grin that had appeared on his face did not. Her next words however wiped the grin off his face, replacing it with an awkward smile and an obvious blush. Elyan wasn't the coy type, more the quiet type. But this particular subject had the power to make him blush like a teenage girl. It was something his sister also teased him mercilessly about. In all honesty, there were a few ladies in court that had shamelessly flirted with him on many occasions especially with his role as 'the most eligible bachelor' due to his status as brother to the queen and brother in law to the King. It was a very strange role to be in. Women who would never have looked at him twice or maybe three times are now asking for his name and starting random conversation, where a lot of flirting ensues. He had to admit having the attention of extremely attractive ladies was very nice indeed, but he wasn't the type to toy with the affection of women. He wanted to find someone who loved him for him, with all his flaws. But until then, he wasn't complaining. "I am quite dashing aren't I," he jested.

“I shall make sure that you meet the little one when they arrive.” He smiled at that. "I look forward to it," he said, the smile still evident on his face. When she spoke of the christening he grinned back at her. "I should hope to attend it, if that's alright." It would be wonderful. "I expect the King and Queen will be in attendance?" With Arthur being her friend, he'd expect him to attend, and if he would be there then Elyan's sister surely would. He would make Gwen come either way. Gwen liked things like this; she'd enjoy it. "Guinevère usually enjoys things like that," he said with familiarity. Did Caitrin know of his relation to the queen? Since he had they had just met, he expected not.

He was very relieved that she wasn't in pain. But, being a man, he was no closer to comprehending how it felt to be pregnant. He guessed 'strange' was a very good word to describe it, seeing as an actual person was growing inside of her. It was truly extraordinary when you thought about it. She was harbouring life in her abdomen; protecting a baby. It made him smile. He listened to her next words. "I'm sure your baby will be very strong and very healthy," he said sincerely. "And maybe a wild little one too," he said laughing. "A fiery personality would match his or hers, red hair."

"I've known for about a week." So it was definitely Arthur's then. He wasn't sure if he should feel relieved or not. This kind of news could crush Arthur after everything that's happened. "Oh Gosh, what are we going to do?" He hadn't meant to say it out loud. It was just a force of habbit for him to ask that question of Gwen. She was always the calm one who got him out of his problems for his entire life. She was a natural at it. He wasn't. He'd never been put in this position of responsibility before. In all honesty it was a big reason why he had left all those years ago; to escape things like this. Now, he couldn't run or hide and that terrified him more than he would admit to anyone; more than he'd admit to himself.

"N-no," she answered him. Arthur didn't know, just as he'd expected. " was going to tell him tonight." He closed his eyes and wiped his hand over his face. "Oh Gwen." He looked at her, still on her knees with teartracks on her cheeks. It was a sight he never wished to see in his entire life. He fell to his knees in front of her and looked at her right in the eyes to convey the seriousness of his next words. "You have to tell him." It was the first thing that had to happen. That, he was sure of. He knew what the consequences of telling Arthur could be, but he had a right to know of his child. And they would deal with the repercussions later. That was generally how Elyan dealt with things.

Elyan put his arms around her and just held her close so she could cry on his shoulder. Even after what had happened she was still his little sister, and he loved her no matter what. This was what she needed and what he needed just as much; to hold his sister in his arms, as if everything was going to be alright. He was still angry and dissapointed and confused but this embrace gave him an ounce of hope, if only for a moment. Hope for their future; for her baby's future, as naive and foolish as it sounded. But it was what he needed. What they both needed.

Just noticed this so I thought I'd give it a go My name is Noha (I know, odd name, but it's arabic for wisdom ;D) and I'm seventeen years old. I'll be turning eighteen in November I'm in my last year of high school, and I'll hopefully be going to medical school next year, god willing. I've always wanted to be a doctor. I actually live in Egypt, but I was born in England and raised for most of my life in Wales My parents are Egyptian though so...I'm confusing myself Anyway, I've never had any pets, my parents thought I'd be too lazy to take care of one...they were probably right

I have tanned skin and really dark and exteremely curly hair, which is very annoying I'm average height and I have brown eyes

Umm...I've only been role-playing for about a month but I've been loving it! ;D I actually found this site through tumblr, so YAY FOR TUMBLR! I spend most of my time either on my computer, playing video games or studying stuff, unless I'm on holiday, in which I'm on my computer and playing video games. I'm a pretty socially awkward kid, but once anyone gets to know me I get a little crazy And unless you've already noticed, I insanely love emoticons and I use them A LOT! ;D

Uh, my hobbies are writing and reading, I'm a pretty ok netball player. I also play the flute, which I LOVE! I also completely adore a good old cup of tea in my doctor who mug

Favourite Animal: Rabbits I've always wanted one!
Favourite Colour: Yellow ooh and Green
Favourite Book: The entire Demonata series by Darren Shan! I don't know why but I love it, It's really scary!
Favourite Movie: Disney's Hercules, no matter how many times I watch it, I always laugh at the same bits ;D The Lion King, never gets old. The Emporers' New Groove, Braveheart, The Dark Knight, many others that I can't think of right now
Favourite TV Show: Merlin, Doctor Who, Torchwood, Supernatural, The Bing Bang Theory, Once Upon a Time, House and many others
Favourite Song: Somewhere Only We Know by Keane, Welcome to the Black Parade by My Chemical Romance, Paradise by Coldplay, and many others
Favourite Food: Stir Fry! I can't even express how much I adore it. Chicken Tikka Massala and Middle Eastern speacialties like Koshary and Fool & Falafel ;D

I've got a feeling I'll be editing this ;D

It was very near heartbreaking for Elyan to think that a sibling could ever want to harm another. He could barely imagine it. In his wildest imagination, Elyan couldn't bare to think of ever betaying his sister like that. He loved her too much to hurt her in any way. No matter what Gwen did, he'd always forgive her just like she'd always forgiven him. He'd thought that was a given in most families. Appartently, not in Kory's. "I'm sorry." It was all he could say. All he could think of to say to her, though it probably wasn't enough. She seemed alright, which in Elyan's opinion, was pretty outstanding. He could hardly imagine what he'd do if Gwen ever betrayed him like that. It was almost painful to think about. But he knew in his heart, she could never do that, no matter what happened between them.

"It would take a lot to offend me Elyan... I know what you meant... Besides words are the expression of who we are, actions speak a great deal more." He smiled at her words. "That's rather poetic actually." It was beautifully said. He decided he keep a note of it in his head for the future.

His heart hurt slightly when he spoke of his father. He may have died many years ago but the pain of his loss would always be there. He had just learned to deal with it better over the years. She had guessed that his father was dead; he had made it rather obvious. Her words sounded almost poetic once again. "I'm not ashamed, I'll never be ashamed of what makes me happy." He was so very proud of being Tom the blacksmith's son, he always would be. He smiled at her question. "It would be my pleasure to show you some of the basics." He loved his work and sharing that with someone would be wonderful. "I can almost promise you'll love it." She seemed like the kind of person who didn't mind a little hard work. He hoped she'd maybe find it fun.

Her answer to his question was rather beautiful he thought. "Well said." So she loved what she did, just like him. "I used to be the same sort of," he said referring to his younger years. "Live in the moment, trouble maker, that was me." He chuckled when some memories of his many predicaments over his travels and life surfaced to the front of his mind. "I guess I sort of calmed down a bit, when I came back to Camelot." He'd become more responsible, finally acting like the older brother Gwen deserved. "But I think I'll always be a free spirit at heart." He knew he'd always want to relish in his freedom. It was one of the most important things to him. But he had to give it up, if only slightly, when he came back to Camelot. For Gwen's sake; and he didn't doubt, not for a second, whether it was worth it.

"I am to leave." He had expected that. "And not return on pain of death." He closed his eyes at her words and wiped his hand over his face, as if to wake himself up from this torturous nighmare. "It could've been worse." He didn't want to think about the judgement Arthur could have passed. He decided to just be grateful Gwen had been given an ounce of a chance. The second part of what she had said hurt his heart. He knew, or rather hoped that if Gwen ever did return Arthur would not execute her. But the threat of his sister's death alone was enough to make his very soul hurt. He'd never allow it to happen. He knew his father wouldn't either. Oh, his father; what would he think if he saw his daughter now? Elyan dreaded to think.

"I-I don't know where to go." They were going to have to sort many things out in such a short time, so that she could leave. He tried to push all bitter thoughts out of his mind so that he could concentrate. "We'll be fine. We'll find a place and we'll be fine," he said, already assuming he was going with her. He knew they weren't going to be fine, far from it in fact. But he hoped saying it would help. He already began planning in his head, although he was terrible at it. He was still deciding whether he should say goodbye to the knights, his brothers, or not.

He rubbed his hand on his forehead. "I'll have to tell Percival or someone, to tell Arthur that I'm leaving the knighthood." They'd need horses and food for their journey to wherever they were going. He looked at her face again, and noticed something. Just for a second, but he knew that look. She was hiding something from him, although what she could possibly hide was beyond him. He decided he wouldn't press on the matter, they would have plenty of time on their journey. He also silently decided journey was definitely a better word than banishment.

"From anything?" Elyan heard the hesitancy in her voice, but she had nothing to worry about, right? "I promise." He felt a little guilty because he knew he shouldn't promise something he wasn't completely sure about. But he wanted her to feel safe, and if her sword didn't manage to protect her, he knew he certainly would. "You wont leave me alone, right?" So, she was afraid. In Elyan's opinion it was a completely ridiculous question. She never had to doubt him. He wouldn't leave her if she needed him. "Of course not, Gwen. You won't leave me alone either, right?" He was going to need her to stay by his side, so neither of them would get lost and he'd need her help when they came across all the monsters that they would surely need to battle. She'd have to be by his side.

Honestly, he needed this. He needed to have some reassurance that even though they've moved he can still have a bit of fun. Why not do that with his little sister? She wasn't completely horrible, even though she'd always tell their father whenever they broke rules. This time would be no different he was sure, but he'd gotten used to his father grounding him and giving him rants about how rules were there for a reason. Elyan's reason for rules was breaking them! That way it was much more fun. But he'd have to think about the consequences of his actions later, just like he always did.

He held his hand out for her to take. "Come on Gwen, this'll be really fun I promise." This time he was very sure of his promise. "I need you with me," he said sincerely. If they were going to be knights they had to stick together. "You're the one that's going to protect me." It was common knowledge, to Elyan at least, that knights always battled together, never alone. So, he couldn't really be a knight without her. Although he wasn't about to tell her, he knew it just wouldn't be as fun without her. Whenever she asked him to protect her or help her, it made him feel like he was needed. Honestly, that was probably the biggest reason he would stay in Camelot. But he knew he didn't really want to, not forever. He wasn't yet sure if he'd be able to give up his freedom to take care of his little sister. He decided there wasn't much point in thinking of these things. He never much liked thinking about the future anyway, not since their mother died. They had to stick together. With his hand still out for her to take, he began taking steps deeper into the forest.