Dagonet stood on the walkway that went around the high enclosing walls of the Roman camp. He stared out moodily into the darkness, the first flakes of snow beginning to fall and settle on the cold stone wall.
The big knight sighed and pulled his cloak tightly around him. It was late and the other knights were no doubt in the inner courtyard, drinking and womanising. Dagonet usually joined them, but not this night. It had been three long years to the very day since he had first met her, and his thoughts were with her as they always were.
Where are you? How many leagues away, and in what dark forest do you rest this night?
He growled angrily at himself, startling a young Roman sentry near him. He was angry with himself that he could not let her go, forget about her and move on. He had known her only twelve short days, and one long night, and yet she still held his heart in her hand.
Do you still think of me? Do you look into the dark of the night and wonder where I am, what I'm doing? Do you even remember me?
Adara sat in her small house, her son in her arms. He had short, dark blonde hair, and a small smile flitted about his face as he slept. The firelight reflected on his face, making his cheeks glow with its warmth, and Adara leant forwards to kiss his forehead gently.
She looked up to see outside through a crack in the doorframe. Beyond the warm glow of the house in the trees was darkness, and Adara could just make out snowflakes starting to slowly flutter down. A single tear slowly rolled down her cheek and she buried her face in her three-year-old son's head.
Where is you father now? Does he remember me? In three years I have never forgotten a single one of the precious moments we had together. Does he remember the night he dared to show me heaven? Does he know he has a son?
Adara sighed and looked up to where her husband was sleeping, his features content after a warm meal prepared by a loving wife.
What would he do if he knew my son is not his?
And Adara's heart grew cold at the thought.
A/N – well what do you think? It's just a start, but for once I actually know where this is going. If you haven't read 'No Time for Love' (the sequel for this) please do – I promise it won't spoil the story any more than this chapter has! So…please R&R, and any suggestions are as welcome as ever!