It's been along time since I have posted something on FanFiction, so here goes a new story! I really enjoyed coming up with the idea of this story and I hope you guys enjoy it to!

Summary: Adeline is Tristan sister. After she watches her homeland destroyed, Adeline decides to go and find her brother in Briton, but she is taken captive by the Saxons. What happens when she finally is able to find her brother and the other knights. LancelotOC most likely.

I don't own anything related to King Arthur. I only own the characters that I have created.

Where the Wind Blows

Prologue

The wind took locks of ebony black hair and sent them flying in every direction, the smell of her destroyed homeland met Adeline nose as she stood upon a hill hidden from the Saxon army. Tears stained her cheeks; Adeline knew none had been left alive, because that was how the Saxons were spared no one. Adeline had begged her father to stay and help defend her homeland, because she knew how to handle a sword, but he was afraid for is only daughter's life and sent her find safety in the hills.

Adeline kicked at the ground angry with herself, why had she let her father send her here. She should have stayed like she had wanted and fought, but Adeline couldn't do anything about it now. Letting out a sigh as she sat herself upon the ground and Adeline plucked a piece of grass and twirled it between her fingers. Adeline knew she couldn't stay here; there was nothing left for her. Her family was gone, everything sunk in at the moment. "They're gone," she said aloud to herself. Tears begin to fall down her cheeks and she felt her chest tightened. "I'm alone in this world…alone."

Wiping the tears from her face, Adeline realized she hadn't forgotten about the one person who hadn't been in her life for more than twelve years now. Her eldest brother had been taken by the Romans over twelve years ago and was now somewhere in Briton. A hint of a smile creped across Adeline's face at the thought of see her brother again.

"Tristan why do you have to go?"Adeline asked as she watched Tristan pack what few things he had. He was her eldest brother and her favorite, always including her in things that her other brothers left her out of. He had taught her how to yield a sword and to use a bow and other things a young girl didn't need to learn. Tristan did it even when their mother asked him not to. Adeline was the youngest out of five and the only girl what did her mother expect to happen. Everything was going to change now that Tristan was leaving.

"I have too, because it is what Rome demands of us, I am to be a knight," Tristan tried to explain to his young sister.

Adeline smiled, "That sound amazing, to be a knight."

Looking at her, Tristan had a blank look on his face, "It is not as great as its sound Addie, we are slaves to Rome."

Her face quickly changed, a sad look replacing her happy one, "How long will you be gone?" Adeline asked hopeful, he would not be gone to terribly long.

"Fifteen years, maybe a little while longer," Tristan said placing a last piece of clothing in his sack. Adeline looked like she was trying to figure out something.

"I will be twenty two years by the time you return. Must you go?" Adeline asked a few tear sliding down her cheeks.

Tristan walked over and kissed his sister on her forehead, "I must," he turned to leave the small room. "Now let's go wait with the others." Tristan turned to wait for his sister holding out his hand.

Adeline dug into the pocket of her pants and pulled out something for her brother, "Tristan, I want you to take this with you," she held out a small black polished stone with a hole in it, the stone hung from a leather strap.

Taking the necklace, Tristan felt the smooth stone with this fingers, "Did you make this?" he asked placing it around his neck.

A smile covered Adeline's face, "Yes, father put a hole in the stone for me. Now you cannot forget me." A few more tear slid down her cheeks.

Tristan gave his sister an understanding smile, "How could I forget you? You are my sister, my blood." Walking over to her, Tristan pulled his sister into a hug.

Pulling away slightly from her brother, Adeline wiped away the tears and had a small smile on her face. She then pulled something else from her pocket, it was another stone on a leather strap, "I made this for myself," she placed the necklace around her neck.

"Tristan they are here!" their father's voice came from the outside.

Adeline grabbed her brother's hand and they made their way to the others who waited.

Smiling at the thought of seeing her brother again Adeline picked herself off the ground and glanced around, but stopped dead in her track as her eyes fell upon them. Saxons. Adeline swallowed hard as she tried to figure out what to do.

Adeline looked for away to run, but knew she would never be fast enough to out run them on foot. Backing away she watched as the five Saxons started to circle around her on their horses. Turning slightly to her left Adeline went to run, but was stopped by one of the men and their horse. Adeline frowned, there was no way out, she was as good as dead.

The only Saxon who wasn't on a horse walk towards Adeline, looking her up and down. Adeline looked at the Saxon with a furious look on her face trying to hide how frighten she really was. 'Why hasn't he killed me yet,' Adeline thought as she backed away from the man, then she hit something hard. Looking behind her, Adeline realized that she had ran into another Saxon, 'Where did he come from?' She thought as the Saxon behind her grabbed wrist holding them tightly.

The Saxon who now stood in front of her ran his hand down Adeline's chin, "What a beauty we have found here," the man had a smirk on his face.

Jerking from the man's touch, Adeline spit in the man's face.

"A spirited one, she will do," the Saxon said and turned a walked away. Adeline felt sick, death would probably be better than what was going to become of her now.

Okay, please let me know what you think so far and if any changes should be made! What do you think about the main character's name?