"You have to tell me every little thing you did." Vanora said exited as one of her own children.
" Well, I can see you don't have to tell me what you have done when I've bee gone." Freya laughed as she watched Bors carrying the child over to the other men. Making Vanora flush a little. "Hey, it's quite all right V. I still love you"
Arthur was still taken. He had no idea she was still alive. Her letters had stopped coming years ago. Last time he heard of her she was on her way up to the north. He didn't remember it, and a year with out any letter, be burn them all in the belief she was gone forever with them. No way he expected her to turn up again after 13 years of absents. Not in a million years he thought he would see Freya again. The beautiful blonde whirl wind, enthusiastic and smart young women. It was Vanora who had introduced her to him almost 20 years ago. They couldn't have been more then five or six years of age. And from his angle she had change a lot. She had scars from battles, and her face was not the same warm one that he remembered from the young girl of his childhood who always brought trouble. No she was not that girl, she was a women.
Who also had taken away his heart when she left.
"Arthur?" Tristan put a hand on his shoulder. Taking him back to reality. " You had something to say?" Came a suspicious voice from Gawain. Oh, yes the thing he wanted. Right, yeah, hey I'm just going to kill you before you can be free. Arthur sigh this would not be easy. He looked every knight in their eyes. The father, the solider, the young man, the old one, the watcher, the doctor and his friend. He would kill them all with this. Yes you wanted to tell them something Arthur. Said a voice inside his head.
"Yes my knights. We have a final mission." They had their reactions he counted on. They went crazy in their way, he understood them all. He was the same on the inside. If it hadn't been the bishop he probably had shopped the mans head of who said it. " We have to deliver a Roman family to the forth." He tried to make them listen. Galahad was the one who, understandably, was mostly against it. Bors was more or less devastated, looking over to Vanora who in her position looked shocked at Arthur. He felt her eyes shooting fire his direction. But one single voice made everyone go quiet, Freya.
"Arthur, your not going anywhere without me this time." Looking in her eyes, all he could see was a cold sea. What had happened to this young women. Where were Freya, it was her body, but not her in the soul.
"Freya, you're not fallowing." He stated, not even looking at her. "You have no idea how cold this country turned out to be" This statement he should not had said with her present. With two big steps she was in front of him not carrying who looked at her, she started to lecture him.
"I don't know how cold this country have become?" She pointed with her finger into his chest for every word she said out loud. "You, Arthur, are the one how have been having closed eyes here. You're the one who have not yet seen the world as it is." She kept on with a high voice. "I can tell you how the world looks like, but you wouldn't believe me. None of you would" She looked around at the knights. " You think you fight for something great, something great? You don't out there people are fighting. They kill their own, sons sisters they don't care. Just as long they still are alive they don't care." she was on fire now. And with a low voice she finished, just so he and perhaps Vanora could hear her. " You have no idea of what I have done these last ten years, neither should you know. So what ever you like it or not, I will come with you when ever your boys are living this place. If it be tonight, tomorrow or the next moth. I will not let history repeat itself" She said and backed away from him. Looking at her one last time, he turned his eyes to look at his men, brothers in arms.
"Who will fallow?"
Thihi... yep, long time coming, sorry for the whole here but I will update soon I hope anyhow... : p
TBC... --->
