Monday, August 17, 2015

Legendary Deleted Scene

Hey everyone! It's a new week and I've got a new teaser like promised! Okay, this one isn't really a teaser. I had a few requests for something from Galahad so here's what I chose. A scene that was cut from Legendary. Or rather, it's a scene that I had originally written from Galahad's POV. Let me explain. 
When I first wrote Legendary I had several parts from Arthur and Galahad's POV's but my fantastically wise editor suggested we cut or rework them to be from Aliana's perspective. I love this particular part, it was REALLY hard to cut at first, which is why I am so glad I get to finally put it out in the world!
To set the scene: This takes place just after they’ve arrived back in London, found Lancelot and Percy. It’s Galahad and Arthur’s first night in the modern world and Aliana is preparing breakfast for everyone.

Please excuse any grammar errors; this is a cut scene so it never hit copy edits.
Galahad opened his eyes, a delectable scent teasing his nose and the faint sound of metal scraping against metal rousing him from his sleep. Quickly rolling out of bed, he grabbed his sword and the strange round door handle. He twisted the thing, only to feel the metal bend beneath his fingers as it popped out from the door.
He stared speechless at the piece of crushed metal. The thing had seemed sturdy. How had he ripped it clean off without even trying?
More metal scraped against metal. Setting the knob aside, he crept out into the hall towards the main room. The scent of cooked meat and something sweet grew stronger as he passed a still sleeping Owen. Sword gripped in his hand, he crept into the kitchen.
He paused in the doorway utterly ensnared at the sight of Aliana. Her back to him as she cooking something over an open flame. She swayed back and forth, singing softly to strange music. Where was it coming from?
Everything about this girl fascinated him. He probably shouldn’t have indulged in his desires back in the Keep, but it had been so easy to block the Sidhe’s magic with his mind focused on Aliana.
When she fell under the Sidhe’s spell, standing on that walkway with the setting sun glowing around her, it was all he could do to not rip her away from them and into his arms. Dagg had acted first, getting her back into action, but when her eyes met his, he had fallen under her spell.
Galahad couldn't remember the last time he had felt such feelings, but when she tried to get him to go to the Sidhe, he had panicked. He, Sir Galahad, notorious for his calm disposition and ability to remain clear headed in battles, reacted instead of thinking. He didn’t regret kissing her; he just wished their first kiss hadn’t been to save her life. He would have to rectify that. Soon, I hope.
Looking at her now, she looked soft, not the brave girl who had risked herself to save people she thought only a story. Most of the men he had known in Camelot would have balked by now, but not Aliana.
Her clothes were almost indecent, but so many things were different in the world now, there was so much he still needed to learn. Galahad would never admit it but the thought of conforming to this new world unsettled him.  It was all he could do not to jump out of his skin during the ride from Avalon. Some of it didn’t seem so bad; and he has his king and friends to help him through the changes. Aliana too.
His eyes swept over her skin, left exposed by the thin black top held on her body by thin straps. She wore a pair of long dark purple pants, exposing a small gap of pale skin. Her bare feet and clothes seemed an odd choice, but he couldn’t bring himself to be sorry for enjoying the sight of her. Some dark emotion rose to the surface when he thought about another man seeing Aliana like this.
Leaning his shoulder against the door frame he crossed his arms. It had been so long since he let himself care for a woman. His duty to Arthur and Camelot had always come first, needed to come first. He’s a Knight of Camelot, protecting his king, and those who can’t protect themselves, is his sworn duty! It confused him that he could have such intense feelings for a girl he only just met. Several times he had tried to distance himself from her, but the emotions she had awoken in him, with only her touch, wouldn’t allow it.
For as beautiful as she was, Aliana was also headstrong, infuriating, stubborn and impetuous. Already her rash decisions had nearly killed her several times, and not just in Avalon, it seemed. If the stories Owen had told them, after she went to bed earlier, were true. Whatever feelings he may have for her, he couldn’t let them outweigh his duty to protect his King—and her. 
Galahad stepped into the kitchen as Aliana turned with a hot pan of meat held carefully in her hands. She jumped and squeaked in shock at his sudden presence. The pan slipped from her grip. There was no way she would avoid getting burned. He couldn’t let her get hurt.
Before the pan could fall, Galahad was next to her, his hand closing around hers and the handle of the heavy pan. His sword clanked against the ground where he had been standing only a second ago.
Small shocks of awareness shot up his arms as he felt her soft warm skin. The sensation had his heart racing as he struggled to not give into the desire to pull her closer against him. To explore more of her body. Taking the pan he sat it down gently on the counter, not allowing his hand tremor.
Her eyes were rounded with surprise, a faint blush stained her cheeks.
Did she feel the connection between them as he did? It was a bond he could easily lose himself in.
“Galahad… how did you?” Aliana looked over at the sword lying on the ground then back to him.
His nose twitched as a charred scent wafted near them.
“Oh no, my eggs!” Aliana pulled away from him, grabbing the smoking pan from the stovetop.
She let out a defeated sigh, scraping the black and yellow mess into a white container on the floor. She peaked up at him from the corner of her eyes, her flush deepened.
“How long have you been up, and how the heck did you move so damn fast when you grabbed the pan?” She asked as she rinsed and cleaned the pan.
“I do not know how I moved so swiftly. I heard some noise and I thought someone had broken in.”
“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. You can go back to bed. I’ll be quieter.”

Galahad shook his head, walking over to pick up his sword. In this foreign world, it comforted him to have something he understood, that was a part of him. “I have done nothing but rest for a very long time. I would rather stay and help you. If you need my assistance.”

Just like last week, I am going to take requests for what you want to see next. That one WILL be a teaser for the next book so choose wisely and let me know your chose in the comment box. :)

I'm also dropping a few lines from RELICS OF CAMELOT------but, like I said last week, they will only be available on the teaser page for RELICS on my main site. So click here to see this week's offering :)

And for those who don't have my books, but are interested here's the details for LEGENDARY the first book in my Legendary Saga, and where you can get it.

Aliana Fagan spent her childhood traveling the world, dreaming of legendary heroes and mythical lands. But after the sudden death of her parents, she hides behind the safety of her camera and her art until a vivid recurring dream compels her to dig into her father's research about Avalon and Camelot. When she is hurled into a magical realm by forces she thought were only the stuff of fairy tales, she finds herself thrown into an adventure she could never have imagined. Nearly everything she thought she knew about Arthurian legend was wrong. 
The independent eighteen-year-old is shocked to find that the people of Avalon think that she is the Destined One, the only person who can summon King Arthur back to life from his hidden chamber. Most surprising of all is that it's up to her to lead the Knights of the Round Table on an epic quest-an adventure that will transport them across the seven magic realms to reclaim all that has been lost so they can defeat the evil Mordrid for good. 
But first, she must bring the ancient warriors into her world and reunite them with their lost brothers. 
Chaperoning the legendary knights-with-a-chivalry-complex as they navigate the modern world is a constant challenge, and she certainly never thought she'd be caught between her intense feelings for the noble Sir Galahad and her growing friendship with the King. 
To fulfill the prophecy, Aliana will have to discover the meaning of friendship, bravery, loyalty, true love, and forgiveness. But can she do it all in time to save the realms from Mordrid's impending Armageddon?


That's it for today!
<3 always LH