The One

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the King Arthur Characters, I do however the story.

Keza has been abandoned at the wall, all her family has been taken from her by either the Romans or Woads. Now there is no body to trust, or is there?

As the light fell through the window it revealed the empty room, empty all except for a bed and one small table in the corner in which all of them the occupant of the room could barely afforded. The plain bed and plain table should tell you that it seemed there really wasn't anyone who lived in this room but there was, a girl or more like a young lady. She lived in this room all alone, alone because there was no one else to share it with. She had lived alone for two years and she was accustom to being alone, thought she really was hardly alone at all. Keeping busy is what has really been what has kept her sane. A dog barked out in the hall signaling the arrival of the young lady to her humble abode. When the door open there stood a short thin girl of about eighteen years with long dirty blond hair and vivid green eyes. She always thought that her eyes where her best quality. Along side her was her trusted pet for more than five years her dog Jeam.

"Well Jeam, I think I'm finished for the day." She moved over to her bed and sank down on it. "I can't believe how much those people can eat. At least I can sleep now." She laid back on to her bed and instantly fell asleep. The dog jumped onto the bed and fell asleep next to her placing his head on her stomach. She hadn't been asleep for ten minutes when footsteps cam running up the stairs.

"Keza, Keza!" The pounding on the door jerked Keza awake.

"Oh," She moaned. "What?" She cried.

"You need to come to the wall, you need to see this. Hurry get off you butt and get moving." The footsteps retreated down the stairs and slowly fainted away into nothing.

Keza rolled off her bed and went to the door. "No you stay, I'll be back in a few minutes." She pointed at Jeam he paused as if to say he wasn't planning on staying behind without a fight but then hopped back onto the bed. "Good boy." She closed the door and went out into the open air to run head long into Truitt.

"Watch where you're going women. Man I think you made me loose a tooth." He reached up to feel if all his teeth where still present in his head.

"Oh, shut up you big baby. Now what did you want me to see?"

A smile spread over his face as he pulled her off to the wall. As they climbed the stairs to the top of the wall Keza ran in front of Truitt wanting to beat him to the top.

"Ha, ha. I win." She smiled at him.

"I didn't know it was a race." He huffed. "Now come and look at this." He pulled her over to the edge to look out over the wall.

Keza stared out for a few minutes waiting to see what she supposed to be looking at. She rolled her eyes at Truitt.

"What am I supposed to be looking at Truitt? I don't see anything."

"Just wait." He pointed again and then she saw them.

The nights where coming back to the wall from there last mission. The all seemed to be laughing and joking around, it was obviously a success. As they moved closer to the wall Bors looked up and saw Keza standing there looking down at them he waved up at her, she smiled down in return.

"You brought me to see them come back from a mission? This is it, why should I care what they do. It's bad enough how much I have to feed them and get them their drinks." But she stayed with Truitt she always chose to stay when ever Truitt was around he was just like her brother.

"Oh please, I see how you watch them. With your eyes all glazed over." He mimicked her eyes glazing over and batting her eyes. She punched him in the arm resulting in him giving a yelp in pain.

"Like you have room to talk, I see the way you watch Dag." She of course was teasing but he still got a look of shock on his face.

"What are you talking about? You know I'm getting Married." He looked back out over to the knights. "I always like watching them come back from a mission they always seem to have so much power about them, don't you think so? I mean they always walk around so dignified in a way." He went silent as then came through the gate.

Keza agreed full heartedly with him, she did enjoy the knights, they where always polite to her all except Tristan he really never said anything, not just to her but to anyone. She always enjoyed being round Dag and Bors they where the kindest to her after what had happened to her so many years ago. When Truitt Started to back down off of the wall he called back to her but she only waved her hand for him to just leave her alone. Why did she have to think about that again? It had been two years, she needed to move on. 'Well the knights are back and I'm sure they are going to need food and drink.' She started to walk away from the wall but stopped as she heard the knights come into the fort. She looked down as they filed in and began dismounting handing their horses over to Jols. She had to stop and look at them she did admire them in some way in what way she really didn't know, her eyes fell onto Galahad he was possibly her favorite. He was always able to make her laugh, him and his big smile always brought one to her own face.

"Hey, what are you doing here you shouldn't be on the wall." One of the Roman soldiers came over to her.

"Sorry." She ran down the steps and back up to her room, she hated it when they talked to her, those Romans. They made her skin crawl, they always watched her in weird ways.

"Oh, well one day I'll be able to get away from them all." She sighed to her self as she bent down and pulled out her cloths from under the bed. She figured that if she was going to have to go back to work she might as well go clean.

When she left her room to make her way down to the bathing pool she passed Galahad who was apparently making is way to the round table and stopped her.

"Hey, Kez you going to be in the Tavern to night right?" She nodded. "Good I've got something for you."

"What do you have for me?" She smiled at him. But he only winked at her and walked away.

What was he up to, but she left it and headed over to the pool. She exited the main wall and made her way into the clump of trees that hid the man made pool. When she reached it there was one person who was already there. To her dismay it was Tristan, he would have heard her by now. He'll think she was spying on him, so she hurriedly retreated back out of the trees to wait for him to exit. She knew that if it had been Bors or Lancelot they would have tried to have her join. Bors would have been kidding of course but Lancelot would have welcomed the company of any female. The others would have just ignored that fact that anyone would have stumbled in on them, but she didn't know how Tristan would react she really hadn't had much contact with him. All she knew that he was very quite and the way the men talked about him was amazing, they all feared him in some way. They had always said he enjoyed killing Keza didn't know if she believed it or not. When she saw him coming out of the trees she kept her eyes down to the ground.

"Your turn." He said as he past her barely above a whisper making it almost impossible for Keza to have heard him, did she hear him? Or did she imagine it? No he did say it because as he walked farther away he turned his head slightly to look back at her, she smiled. Then she got up and headed off to the pool.

"Where have you been it's like a mad house in there. I need you to take these drinks in to the Knights they seem to be bottomless pits tonight." Vanora said as Keza made her way into the tavern.

"Isn't it always like this when they get back?" She asked as she took the glasses.

"Well Ya it is but man is it hell on my feet." Keza laughed as she headed to their table.

"Here you go you guys." She placed a glass in front of Dag and then Gawain.

"Why do you always give Gawain and Dag their drinks first? I mean I've been here longer then they have. Why not give me mine first?" Asked Lancelot.

"Well I thought that was obvious, I like them better than you." She laughed as she walked away to grab more drinks.

"That must have hurt Lancelot, having a girl like her like Gawain more than you. Must be a bruise to your ego." Galahad laughed as Keza came back and handed him a drink.

"Well, no if you haven't noticed she didn't give you one first you've come in after those two same as me, so maybe that was a bruise to your ego instead." He raised his newly placed glass of ale in front of him, to Galahad. Then began to drink deeply.

"We'll see about that." Galahad said under his breath.

"Come Galahad lets do a little target practice shall we?" Gawain got up and threw a knife into the nearest piece of wood he could find. It didn't really matter if it was a table leg that was accommodating roman soldiers. Who instead of getting them selves into another bar fight they just moved to another table.

"You are on." Galahad jumped up and flipped the table on its side and threw the knife so close to dead center and he threw his fist into the air in what he thought was victory. But just then Gawain threw it a little closer, beating Galahads knife.

"Ha what do you think of that?" Gawain headed forward and removed the knifes from the table.

"Really I don't see why you people like to destroy things so much." Keza had come back with more drinks in hand. Putting them down on the table and started to walk away.

"Hey Kez, wait, I have something for you." Galahad had followed her to the back of the Tavern.

"Oh really what is it?" She put her hands on her hips staring at him apprehensively.

As he began feeling around for it on his body Keza began looking around, seeing how many men they had in the place not to mention all the wenches that come around the place at night. When her eyes fell on a Roman soldier who was watching her very carefully whispering to his mate sitting next to him, even pointing his finger at her.

'Dirty men.' She thought as Galahad reached out for her hand.

"Here you go." He placed a rock in her hand.

"A rock? You've given me a rock how thoughtful of you." She didn't pretend to hide the sarcasm in her voice.

Galahad looked at her in amazement. "No look at it. Look very carefully." He took it and held it up for her to see. When he moved it shimmered in the light.

"Oh, Galahad it's beautiful where did you find it?" She brought it closer to her eyes to get a better look at it.

"Oh, well you know I just found it next to the road." He shrugged kicking the ground.

"Really next to the road?"

"Well no not really. Tristan found it and gave it to me. He told me it reminded him of your eyes and I agree with him full heartedly, it does look like your eyes. It's quite an amazing rock." He walked away from her to continue his little competition with Gawain.

Keza looked at the rock for a second longer but then started to look around for the man who was really responsible for her getting her the rock. When she spotted him sitting in the shadows next to fire pit by himself just looking into the fire. But…she could have sworn he just looked over at her, was that a smile on his face?