Summary: Angela must find her brother and with his help, the man she is betrothed too who is also a knight. This is my very first story so go easy on me.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but Angela and Godfrey
Prologue
A little girl with long black hair and sparkling blue eyes ran up to her brother, Dagonet, and his best friend, Godfrey, as they were leaving to go to Briton with the other boys that were destined to be Sarmatian knights. They were being called to fight for the Roman Empire because of a promise their forefathers made many years ago. At the age of twelve, she was five years younger then her brother and four years younger then Godfrey.
When the girl reached her brother, he smiled at her and said, "Now Ange, you make sure to keep those boys away from you and listen to Mum & Da."
Angela hugged her brother and said, "Okay Dagonet, just promise me you and Godfrey will come back. I love you guys."
Godfrey came over to his best friend and the girl he thought of as a sister then smiled and said, "Don't worry, Angel. We will see you again in fifteen years. Keep up your training while we are gone and don't start too many fights. We can't bail you out any more."
The girl hugged Godfrey as well and replied, "I'll do my best. Now get going, the bloody Romans are waiting for you."
Dagonet smiled one last time at his sister then turned his horse and they rode over to the Romans. As they were leaving, the clan watching them, then stopped when they heard their names called. They turned to see Angela and she raised her sword shouting along with the rest of the group "RUUUUUS."
The boys smiled at the young girl then continued on their way to their post. This post was Briton, or at least the southern half. These boys would be under the command of a young roman by the name of Artorius or Arthur.
It had been six years since her brother and friend left and disaster struck Angela's clan. She was eighteen and a large group of Saxon was raiding the clan, so she ran to her father in the stables. Her father saw her and quickly placed her on a large black stallion named Zeus then handed her a large pewter medallion with a hawk on it and said, "You must leave and find your brother, Angela. Do you remember what I told you about this medallion?"
Angela nodded and said, "Yes father. I remember, but how will finding Dag help?"
Her father grasped her had and said, "Your destiny is with him. You must go now before the Saxon spot you. Don't look back for me Angela. I love you."
Angela let a small tear fall and said, "I love you too, father. I will tell Godfrey and Dag what happen."
Her father hugged her one last time before slowly directing Zeus out of the stables. The sounds of her clan being destroyed would never leave her mind. Angela never once looked back at her village, though she knew she would not see her father again in this life.