And here is chapter number two. Enjoy, let me know what you think ladies.

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Chapter II

Ragnelle glared at the blonde beside her in annoyance as they stood there and she washed the dishes as he dried them off. The man was infuriating, she had proven time and time again that she did not have any interest in the boys in training and she meant it. Gawain had a lover and Ragnelle knew that he had only been goaded into flirting with her, but it had annoyed her because he hated her as much as she loathed him.

Hearing a soft voice, she rolled her eyes as Florie of Rigomer came into the kitchen and gained all of Gawain's attention. Ragnelle felt like vomiting as she listened to the pair speak to each other as though talking to a pet dog. It went quiet suddenly and Ragnelle stole a glance to find the pair kissing each other. Public affection and the knights in training was something she found extremely sickening. It was not in her best interest to continue watching the pair and so she turned her gaze downwards to the cup she was currently washing. Smirking as she gained a rather wicked idea, Ragnelle filled the cup up with the soapy water and proceeded to carelessly toss it in the direction Gawain and Florie happened to be standing.

"Ragnelle!" Two shouts of annoyance came in her direction mere seconds later and she stifled laughter, rolling her eyes as Florie said now her hair would need washing again.

The brunette disappeared from the kitchen after that and Ragnelle giggled. "It is not funny!"

Raising an eyebrow, she turned to look at the over man, arms folded. "Oh really? You and I have very different opinions of entertainment then cause I found that hilarious."

"What jealous, you can't have a stud like me?" he snapped back and Ragnelle snorted.

"Please, not only are you much uglier than you believe, you are not my type and your obvious taste in women is deplorable and questionable at best," she stated, head high and chest puffed out a little.

Gawain was stopped from making any remarks as the door opened up and Ragnelle's father appeared, looking rather weary.

"Father," Ragnelle said, bowing her head as Gawain did also. "We're doing the work though slowly with Gawain's constant distractions."

"You can both stop. The servants will take over, I need to speak with you both."

The pair glanced at each other for mere seconds before they unceremoniously dropped the things in their hands and dashed for the door to keep up with the older man.

Arthur saw Ragnelle and Gawain running by and got up, following the pair. Ragnelle was more so the one he was after than his friend. "Ragnelle, can I talk to you?" he asked, almost slightly embarrassed.

She wouldn't have really noticed though as she had her back to him still following her father and Gawain through the grounds and up to his rooms. "Later Arthur," she said, waving him off.

Gawain looked over his shoulder to find his friend skulking off, no doubt disheartened that the girl he seemed to fancy didn't want to give him the time of day. What Arthur saw in Ragnelle, Gawain would never known but if he liked her, he liked her even if she did not notice such things. On that note, he was almost certain that the girl didn't feel love for others save for her father. Galahad was probably the one knight she knew truly well, next to Agravaine who barely spoke three syllables half the time.

As they followed Caradoc into his rooms, Gawain noticed the map laid out across the table and wondered just why he and Ragnelle had needed to come up here. Sitting down when told, Gawain watched as the old Sarmatian rubbed his temples for a moment, looking down at the map before him as he took a seat opposite them both.

"Father?"

"I have received word from Canoel; they are under attack from rebel Woads. Several other places are also and so I have been asked to send knights to them for help, however I have paired most of them off and today an elder made quite an interesting point to me. Gawain, you and your friends are about to become knights and Ragnelle you no longer need to undertake training so at the suggestion of the elders I am sending you two to Canoel to help and defend the haven."

A long silence filled the air before the two young hot heads sitting across from him rose to their feet and started complaining about going with the other and for reasons that Caradoc rightly didn't bother paying attention to knowing the idea the elders had in their minds was a solid and good one. He loved his daughter beyond words but he needed to let her go before she ran off doing something reckless and he cared for the Sarmatian boys he had been training for the past few years, Gawain even more so than others and why? His heart. The boy had a lion's heart. Strong and courageous but not afraid to show his care and compassion for people. His heart was going to get him through a great many things over his years as a knight and Caradoc only prayed his daughter did not give him a heartache before they returned.

"Enough!" he roared, causing the pair to go silent immediately. "My decision is final. You are leaving in the morning, its a four day ride from here north and the provision wagon is already being made up tonight. Now, retire the both of you to your beds so you are rested and able to travel in the morrow."

Gawain nodded, bowing a little to his commander and mentor before leaving the room. When the door was shut Ragnelle sighed heavily and looked at her father. "Father, please... Gawain is insufferable," she began to implore of her father who held a hand up to her.

"You will follow his orders, you will work as a team and you will make sure that Canoel is safe and fortified from any future Woad attacks, Ragnelle," he told her. "Do your duty. Make me proud, please."

After a moment or so, she nodded and bid her father goodnight before heading out of his rooms and down the hallway to her quarters.

Morning arrived sooner than she wished but Ragnelle knew that Gawain would be up and already preparing which made her more determined to beat him down to the courtyard. After changing into her day clothes and grabbing her weapons and such, she dashed down to the courtyard. It seemed she wasn't the only one awake this early. Arthur was also. She smiled and greeted him. Arthur. Probably the only one out of all the boys training who had ever truly been nice to her. He was a good friend. She recalled a time when the others had been swimming and as a joke had agreed to help her steal their clothing and hide it from them. Needless to say, he had look more than amused when they'd returned to the keep, barely covered and being told off by Caradoc for not being more careful. Both she and Arthur had laughed like crazy whenever it was brought up after that day.

They were still innocently guilty. No one had ever been pinned for stealing their clothes which Ragnelle had been thankful for because she knew they would have all pinned it on her. Gawain and Lancelot above all others would of.

"Morning Ragnelle," he greeted back and smiled widely at her. "Could I talk to you for a moment?"

She wished she did have time to talk to him, he always had something interesting to say but she in all honesty didn't. "I really don't actually, I have to get Farnir ready."

"You're going somewhere?" he inquired.

She stopped and turned to look at him. It was almost like he was following her like a little puppy. It was cute. "Yes. Father is sending Gawain and myself to Canoel. They need aid and so he is sending us. Lord only knows why he picked Gawain and myself though."

Arthur smiled as though he knew why but he just shook his head and picked up her hand. She looked at him curiously as he kissed the back of her hand slowly before letting her go. "Arthur?"

He leaned forward a little and pressed his lips to hers gently. His cheeks matched hers in redness as he pulled back quickly which made her smiled shyly in response to what he had just done. "I guess I can wait until you return," he said quietly before turning quickly and walking off towards the barracks where he and the knights slept.

Putting her hand up to her lips, she smiled at his retreating back before quickly shaking herself seeing Gawain passing by Arthur and coming towards her. This was not going to be a nice journey or mission in the least. Why couldn't Arthur have come with her instead or she could go with Arthur on his little missions and Lancelot could replace her on this one. Her father's reasoning behind sending the two people more likely to stab each other in the back had her stumped quite honestly.