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"Well I must say I'm quite honoured that you would choose to come to me, and I will do all I can to make the dagger perfect for your father's gift." Nora could tell that Elyan was genuinely flattered that she would choose to come to him to make her father's gift rather than the Royal Blacksmith. Nora returned Elyan's warm smile with her own, "I'm sure you will." She told him confident in his talent to make her father a gift that he will always treasure for many years to come.

Nora could not help the huge giggle that escaped her when he told her it would be a surprise, "Well then I look forward to the day when you show it to me." She then noticed Elyan placing the cloth that was in his hands down on the table behind him before he began to speak hesitantly that she had mentioned that she knew his sister.

"Do you know her?" He finally asked her, curiously and Nora could understood for she heard that Elyan had been away for a number of years and most likely wanted to know more about his sister. Nora could understand this very well for she was the same with her younger sister.

"Yes I know her a little," Nora began to explain, "Gwen has served me on a few occasions when my own maid has been otherwise occupied when my family have stayed at the castle. I found her to have a very gentle, caring soul." Nora could not help but compliment his sister though she did not know her very well. But from the time she spent with her when she served her she could see how gentle-hearted she was. There was just a warm about her that you felt whenever she was around, which Nora felt here too.

Nora could not help but notice that Aidan seemed to be rather glad to have bumped into her. Or maybe she was imagining it. "Oh, no, I'm fine. How about you? Are you hurt? Well- are you well?" Aidan asked her, and she thought maybe she wasn't imagining it. Though he seemed rather flustered. Nora smiled up at him again -- she could not help it, he had gorgeous eyes -- and reassured him, "I'm fine. A little embarrassed..." She admitted to him. Why? She had no idea, she just said it without thinking about it, realizing that its probably not something you say to someone you may be attracted to. "Oh it wasn't a problem. Not at all." He smiled brightly down at her when she thanked him for helping her collect her fallen books.Nora returned his smile and once again found herself immersed in staring up at his sparkling blue eyes, like she was a mermaid and he was the ocean.

"Me?" Aidan asked awkwardly and Nora noticed him cringe slightly at his question, making Nora wondering why he was so flustered. Surely it wasn't because of her. He continued on, "I was looking for, well, something to read." Aidan shrugged his shoulders, before lifting up his own pile of books slightly to emphasize his point. "I thought I'd try some science." Science, Nora thought -- interesting. "What about you?" He asked her eagerly, and once again she saw him cringe inwardly again. Then he expanded his question, "I mean...what are you reading?"

Nora grinned brightly up at him before answering his question, "Well, at the moment, I'm very much interested in the politics and history of the Celtics. I've also got a guilty pleasure in reading some novels -- though my father and tutor think they are a waste of time, I just enjoy reading them so much." She finished and stood there, smiling awkwardly. For now she was at a loss as to what to say or do rather. God, she sighed inwardly. I'm completely terrible at this...

Nora concentrated heavy on watching her father and holding his hand softly, for she did not want to hurt him if she gripped him too tightly. She even forgot the nurse was there as she did her checks efficiently and quietly which she appreciated for it gave her some time to digest her father's worsening condition. She wished they was something she could do to take away the pain, but alas there was nothing she could do, or the doctors and nurses other than to make sure he was comfortable.

The nurse, Caitrin then nodded her head kindly when she asked for a glass of water and Nora muttered a warm "Thanks," before turning her attention back to her ailing father. Caitrin proceeded to check his blood pressure before jotting it down on his chart, while Nora continued to stare upon her father's face, distraught at how a few years battling cancer had made him look older than he was. Her father always looked young even when he reached his 50th birthday and people always remarked upon it. Now he looked like he was in his 80s though he was only 60 years.

Nora heard Caitrin breath out slowly when she had finished writing on her father's chart and wondered why. She figured it might have to do with the baby in her womb, but did not ask for it felt like it was not the type of situation she could ask her while there were in her father's room. Then she heard Caitrin inform her, “I’ll just go and get you your water.” And with that she left the room for a few moments to get her a glass of water. Leaving Nora a few moments with her father alone.

After a few minutes, the nurse returned and handed the glass to Nora and Nora said, "Thank you." She then noticed the nurse shift on her feet awkwardly before she told her softly, “I've been instructed to administer your father’s medicine, do you mind if I proceed now?” Nora nodded her head understanding that it was her job to look after he father and give him his medicine. "That's fine. Go ahead. Would you like me to move out of the way?" Nora asked her for she knew that sometimes nurses needed some space while they administered drugs to patients.

“It’s nice to see you again Nora.” Caitrin told her, genuinely happy to see her -- though of course the circumstances of them meeting was sad. Nora giggled when Arthur squealed happily at her. "It's nice to see you Caitrin," Nora responded before she tickled Arthur's hand a little, "And you too Arthur!"

Caitrin then explained that she had to bring Arthur with her and once again asked her rather awkwardly if that was alright. Nora shook her head, "Of course it's alright. It's not a problem at all. Plus we all seem to enjoy having young children around the place again." Nora smiled down at little Arthur as she kept staring up at her intently, working out who this person was. It truly was adorable!

Nora watched as Caitrin shrugged a little at her comment, “I can only sleep so well with twin babies in the house.” She said with a little smile and Nora could see the little dark lines under her eyes from the lack of sleep. But despite that, Caitrin still looked beautiful. Nora responded, "Yes I can imagine." Then Caitrin went on to say with a shrug, “Esmae kept me up most of the night.” And Nora did not have a hard time imagining that!

Caitrin then reassured Nora that it was no problem with her detaining her yesterday, “I don’t mind helping you out, or your father.” She told her with genuine care and Nora truly appreciated it and it somewhat eased her guilt in keeping her away from her family. “How have you been anyway?” Caitrin asked Nora kindly, “I know last night must have been hard for you.”

Nora sighed a little, "I'm alright. I'm a little tired having stayed up all night by his bedside. But the brew seems to have improved him quite a bit. His face is looking slightly better and he is not groaning in pain as much as he was before." Nora smiled a little in relief and hoped that it also eased Caitrin's nervousness for she knew that Caitrin was feeling anxious about whether her brew was successful or not.

To say that Nora was exhausted was an understatement. After spending all night by her father's bedside, she was truly tired. She only managed to close her eyes for a little while, too afraid to fall asleep unless her father needed her.

He did look slightly better, less in pain when it was morning and she was relieved. Though, he was still dying she still wanted him not to be in much agony.

Her maid, Isabel rushed into her room, informing her that Caitrin had arrived and was waiting for her. Finishing the final touches to her dress, she followed her maid from her chambers and down stairs. Where she saw that once again Caitrin was not alone. Although she had Arthur with her this time and Nora was a little excited to see him. For he truly was an adorable looking infant!

She strolled up to her friend and curtsied a little before greeting her, "Good morning Caitrin! I see that you are not alone..." She joked a little at the end, before she said hello to the littler bundle in Caitrin's arms. Then feeling a little bold she touched his little fingers, amazed at how tiny there were.

"I hope that you had a good night's sleep last night," Nora began. "I did feel a little guilty that I kept you here most of the day." It was true, she did feel bad for making her stay for a long time. Though she did find comfort in her staying with her, she knew that Caitrin was a wife and now a mother and had many duties and responsibilities to attend to.

Nora hummed happily as she made her way through the lower towns, to the forge. She had heard from one of the maids that Gwen's brother had returned to Camelot-- which was very mysterious according to the maids, but Nora did not care for gossip -- and had opened up the forge once again. And she was pleased for it was her father's 50th birthday and she wanted to have something special made for him. Though she has never met Elyan; his late father was a great blacksmith and while he was not the Royal Blacksmith, her father had commissioned many swords from him and found them to be quite extraordinary. So she figured that since Elyan was Tom's son he must of inherited his father's talent.

Eventually she made it to the forge -- she did get caught up with looking at all the stalls as it was market day -- and she peeked under the roof to see if he was there. He was, as it turns out and Nora sighed a little -- thankful he was there. He was by the fire, stoking some metal into the flames so he could meld it into a sword Nora supposed, she knew nothing about making swords. Or wielding them for that matter.

"Ahem..." Nora muttered out politely in hopes of getting his attention -- which it did. He turned around and Nora could see a strong resemblance between him and his sister Gwen. Especially in the eyes.

"Sorry to interrupt you, Elyan. My name is Lady Elenora and I was hoping that I could commission you to make a gift for my father's Birthday." She smiled warmly at him, before she continued, "I heard that you had opened up the forge once again and that you are very talented." Nora added on the end because she felt a little nervous approaching someone out of the blue to make her a gift for her father. Not only that, but she had never met him, though she knew his sister a little. So she felt the need to explain why she was there.

Time line: During series 3, some time after episode 3x07.
Time of Day/Setting: Mid morning/early afternoon - Elyan's forge. Might move around a bit (maybe )
Tag: Elyan

Caitrin followed Nora back down the stairs to where the carriage was waiting for her, “Thank you, I’m just sorry I couldn’t of be of more help.” She shrugged a little, and once again Nora had to reassure her that she was of more help that she thought. "Don't apologize Caitrin. I know that you did your best." Honestly it made her laugh a little -- though it was a grave matter. “Do you want me to come alone tomorrow?” She asked uncertainly, and Nora knew that Caitrin felt bad at bringing Esame again. But honestly she did not mind, she loved children after all.

"Whatever is easier for you Caitrin. Honestly, we do not mind if you need to pick one of the twins..." Nora smiled and then laughed, "Or both. Though that might be bit a handful." Nora shrugged then quickly added, "But I have a feeling that many of the servants would not mind for they do enjoy taking care of little children."

Finally, they arrived at Caitrin's carriage and Nora placed the basket onto the set for her. Before Caitrin and little Esmae stepped into the carriage, Nora gave her a warm hug and whispered into her ear very sincerely, "Thank you so much for your help today."

Then Nora waved to them before they rode off back to their estate and family. Leaving nothing for Nora to do, but return to her father's bedside and spent time with him, attend to him. And hope to God that Caitrin's brew managed to give her father much needed relief.