The Story Of Camelot

05

Tristan was known for his amazing skills in both combact and war tactics. The man was skilled and ferious in battle and could face off many opponents .

But today in training the silver wolf was merciless as he striked and defeated every trainees who dared to pair with him. The memories of the night before still clouded Tristans judgement as he brooded . Of course the man had waited for Galahad. Even if their room were far apart Tristan had been alert and waiting in the darkness of his room and leped out of his bed when he heard footsteps ........not one but two. He had stood silently not even daring to breath heavy.

"Well........there is your room sir galahad . Thank you for the lovely night."gawines voice rang out

"Thank you too Sir Gawine. "Galahads voice rang out

Thankfully the door closed and Gawines footstep went down and out the hallway cause Tristan wasn't certain wheater he could have controled his rage if he had spended the night in his boys room .

The following morning was gloomy with heavy clouds threatening to fall any time. Galahad sweapt his eyes across the room filled with Knights having their breakfast and preparing for the day ahead. But his eyes didn't meet the long figure of Tristan.

"What's the matter?" Lancelots voice breaks Galahad's concentration

"Nothing father. Have you seen Tristan?"

"Tristan? Not yet. You know how the man is son. heavens knows when he will pop back. Anyway your mother wishes to see you tonight for dinner. Come back home. "Lancelot gently nudges his son who nodded

Late afternoon the clouds hadn't cleared yet as Galahad watched the training . There was quite a heavy atmosphere over the training ground as Tristan's sword clashed with a sharp deadly clang on the steel dummy. No one dared to approach the silvered eyed wolf.

"Sweet God what happened to him ?" Gawine asked approaching Galahad who shrugged his shoulder. He had known the man well enough to know his emotions . But this version of him was never encountered till today .

Through out the whole training Galahad could feel the sharp glare thrown at Gawine and himself . The narrow hollow look that was given to a prey by the predator .

Gawije being the ever ignorant person just went around laughing around with Galahad and even drawing the younger Knight closer to him every chance he got which only enraged Tristan.

When it was finally time to battel the man Tristan had already forgotten that it was a friendly battle among his fellow Knights as Gawine approached him to be his opponent

Gawine was not a fool and definitely knew the effect he had on Tristan . He could see the anger and jeleousy radiating through the silver eyes which reminded him of a certain incident years ago.

'Why must I suffer because of these ignorant love sick fools ' he wondered as he watched Tristan camly walk over to him . The Silver eyes glinted with danger jaws clenched together.

Gawine was by no mean a weak knight. He had years of training and experience and was the first twelve knight of the Round Table. But at that moment he realised that his skills and speed was in no match to the Silver eyed wolf of Camelot . Skills of Tristan was certainly not underestimated as the younger knight continued to attack him with the wooden sword with such speed and precision that Gawine was sure he would have died ten times if it were a real sword .

The sound of the wooden sword and the metal shield clanged and sparked with such noise that it stopped ever one at the spot and drew the attention of the king and the warlock who were far from the training grounds .

"TRISTAN STOP." galahads soft but sharp voice finally broke Tristans fury bringing releif to Gawine . Tristan simply looked at Gawine and back At Galahad with a distaste and bitter expression and marched off the ground.

Galahad who had never seen such bitterness from the man especially towards himself finally came out of his shock and ran after Tristan who was now a long distance away .

"What is that fool up to now ?" Arthur asked looking over the whole incident

"I don't know........but it does gives me a sense of deja u.......doesn't it?" Merlin smirked over to Arthur who turned scarlet red. "He had used the same technique at us ."

"What is he ? The cupid of Camelot ??"Arthur grumbled

"It did work on us didn't it ? You were so Jeleous back then that you almost broke all his shield. "Merlin chided

"Well......looks like Tristan broke more than his sheild ."Arthur said watching Gawine winch and stagger off