Kaydra glanced back at her sister who had one of the knights riding beside her. She was glad to see that one of them had taken the opportunity to talk with her. Kaydra knew her sister well. She was stubborn and shy for the most part. She would never strike a conversation with a complete stranger, unless of course they made her angry. Kaydra chuckled to herself remembering the way Delanie snapped at Arthur. She was very opinionated. It took a lot to gain trust from her. Kaydra looked at the knight who was riding by her side. She had learned his name was Gawain.

"So how long have you been serving in Britain as a knight?" she asked curiously.

"We've been here for 15 years now. Though, it doesn't seem like it has been that long." He replied.

"I heard that knights must serve 15 years for Rome." She said knowingly. "You must be getting close to the day they discharge you." She smiled. She could only imagine what it would be like to be torn away from home for so long. At least her and Delanie had the choice to leave. Gawain looked at her, smiled then looked down.

"Yes, we are close to that day." He fell silent for a while, so Kaydra did not speak. She figured that it would be a hard thing to talk about; especially if he still had months to go. After a while she decided to change the subject.

"Well, when we were introduced to you, the only introduction we had is that you were knights. I know your name now, care to tell me of the others?" Kaydra did not want to come across as nosy, but she had a genuine interest in the knights and what they had to brother, Jaren was called upon to serve for Rome as a knight as well. Gawain looked about, no doubt thinking about where to start.

"Well, you've already learned Arthurs name." He started, giving her a smile and looking back at Delanie. He chuckled. "The man riding with your sister is Tristan. The two behind them are Bors and Galahad." She turned and looked, trying to put faces to the names.

"Alright." She said.

"The one riding with Author is Lancelot. And there is another in the wagon helping with the little one. His name is Dagonet."

"Dagonet…" she thought to herself, then glanced at the wagon. "Where have I heard that name before?" Gawain looked at her and raised an eyebrow to her puzzled face.

"You look deep in thought." He broke her concentration. She laughed.

"No, it's one thing hearing the names, but it's another thing to try and remember all the names and the faces that go with them." Gawain laughed.

"I know how you feel. When I first arrived here there were more than just six names to remember. When we first started there were 14 of us." He said. Kaydra smiled.

"That would no doubt have taken me a long time. I am horrible with names." She laughed with him. As her laughter faded, she went back to her thoughts. She thought about what Gawain had just said. Six out of fourteen was not exactly a good ratio. Thoughts of her brother came to mind. She wondered where he was stationed, and if it was as perilous as it is for these knights.

After a few hours of riding it began to snow hard. Author decided to set up camp in a nearby group of trees. The knights set up a tent for the sisters. Lancelot and Gawain started a fire and Bors brought a basket full of bread and fruits. Delanie watched as they set up camp. Each one knew exactly what he was doing,as thoughthey had done it a thousand times. She looked to see if she could spot Tristan, but he was nowhere in sight. Turning around, she ducked into the tent where Kaydra was sitting in thought.

"What's wrong? You have barely spoken two words since we got here." Delanie kneeled down beside Kaydra. "Are you thirsty? Hungry?" Kaydra shook her head. Delanie sat down beside her. "Kay, what's on your mind?" Kaydra slowly looked up at her and smiled.

"I've just been thinking about Jaren. Wondering where he is and how he's doing." She finally replied. "Do you realize that this is the year he is allowed home?" Delanie smiled. With all the knights around, it was hard not to think of Jaren. She remembered that day so clearly. She was 21, Kaydra was 19 and Jaren was 18. He was nervous about going, but at the same time, excited. He had always been told tales of brave knights and their endeavors. When the Romans came they took Jaren and one other boy from the village. That was the last time they saw their brother. Delanie missed him. She snuggled up to Kaydra and hugged her.

"We'll have to go home sometime after he's back and visit." Delanie suggested solemnly. Kaydra just nodded.


Afew of the knights were sitting around the fire that Lancelot and Gawain had built. They were eating and talking among themselves.

"Well Gawain," Bors started. "what is she like?" Gawain answered without looking up.

"She seems nice enough." After a moment he looked up at Bors expecting more questions. To his surprise Bors nodded contently and took a bite of his apple. Dagonet joined them shortly after.

"How's the boy?" asked Galahad.

"He has a fever, but with any luck it will go down by morning." Dagonet replied. Lancelot came and sat down. The knights had seen the Woad woman talking with him earlier.

"The girl, she seems to be getting better." Galahad started. "What is her name?" he looked at Lancelot. After a few seconds Lancelot looked up.

"Guinevere." He replied and looked down again. "What of the other two women? What are their names?" Galahad shrugged and glanced at Gawain.

"Delanie and Kaydra." Gawain stated.

"Did you find out where they were from? They don't look like Britains or Romans." Said Bors. Gawain shook his head. As they all thought about it, Bors was right. They didn't look like Britains, for the sisters were both fairly tall, with long blonde curly hair. It was very rare that you saw a woman who had blonde hair. They also had very fair skin. Most Britains had tanned skin. They weren't Roman, for they dressed simple, and did not seem to have the beliefs that the Romans did. Both Delanie and Kaydra wore a small gold pendent around their necks. It had a small symbol in it. Gawain had noticed it on Kaydra when he was riding with her earlier in the day. He didn't know what the symbol meant, only that it looked familiar.

As the knights sat around the fire, they continued talking of the future, and making plans. Kaydra ventured out of her tent and made her way over to the fire. A silence fell over the men as she sat down. Feeling slightly awkward, she spoke.

"Am I interrupting something?"

"No! Of course not!" laughed Bors.

"Not at all."

"We were just talking…" Galahad trailed off. Another quiet spell washed over the group. They started talking amongst each other again. Galahad sat next to Kaydra.

"So what are your plans for when we get back to the wall?" he asked her, tyring desperately to make her feel more at ease. She told him and as they began talking, she noticed out of the corner of her eye, someone across the fire looking in her direction. She was discrete, and pretended not to notice. Galahad was going on about his plans for the future. Without thinking, she would tune him out, trying to hear some of the other conversations. She couldn't make anything out until Bors stood.

"Dagonet!" he yelled "We will run our own village!" he said and then laughed. Kaydra looked at Bors then at the man he called Dagonet, the one who had been watching her ever since she sat down. She hadn't seen his face when Gawain was telling her who everyone was. As she looked at him, she noticed that his eyes were fixed on the pendant she wore. He moved his eyes to hers. Kaydra knew she had seen him before, but she could not think of where. He had the same look on his face, confused and straining to remember. All of a sudden the little boy, Lucan started coughing. Dagonet got up and went to his side. The sound of a horse approaching gathered everyone's attention. Tristan appeared out of the trees and made his way over to Author. They spoke for some time, then both came over to the fire.

"We leave at first light. If we move swiftly tomorrow we will reach the wall by nightfall." Author said. Hearing him speak, Delaine came out of the tent. Everyone started to pack up and get ready to sleep. Galahad started putting out the fire. Before he was done, Delanie looked up and met Tristans gaze. As soon as their eyes met he turned and made his way into the trees. Kaydra came back to the tent.

"Come, we should get some sleep." she said to Delanie who was still staring into the trees.

"I'll be along soon, Kay." She replied. "I just need to get some fresh air." Kaydra nodded, and glanced in Dagonets direction before ducking into the tent. When everyone was in their own tents and the fire was out, Delanie made her way into the trees.