Author's Note: Here's the fourth chapter, enjoy!

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I struggled to keep thoughts of Ares out of head, trying to concentrate on my mission. But those stormy grey eyes kept haunting me. Despite all of my training, I couldn't seem to rid myself of thoughts concerning him.

Thankfully, a low buzzing noise reached my ears. After walking a few more minutes, a giant hive came into view, with two giant bees guarding the entrance. Cracking my knuckles, I unsheathed my sword and crept around them, melting soundlessly into the shadows. I jumped on top of the first bee, stabbing my sword into its lower back. The other bee jabbed at me with its stinger, but I dodged it, letting the stinger impale itself into the bee I had been on.

I jumped onto the second bees back as the first one crumpled to the ground, and sank my blade into its skull, twisting the blade. The bee fell limp and crumpled besides its companion.

I dismounted the bee and ran into the hive, licking the honey that dripped onto my hands, smiling happily when I caught sight of another huge bee. I jammed my sword into the bee's eye, and jumped over the carcass, ramming my fist between other bee's eyes, stabbing at its belly.

I darted forward, crashing into a giant ant. I didn't waste time wondering what a giant ant was doing in a bee hive, and buried my sword into its side.

I received a few minor injuries, nothing fatal though. I retrieved my sword from the last bee's body, and scooped some of the honey into a jar, and sprinted back towards the Keep, after checking to make sure my face was covered.

Was this really necessary? Yes. Was I afraid of being discovered? Yes. Was I paranoid? Hell yes! But being paranoid had saved my life countless times so I wasn't going to complain, I like being alive thank you very much.

I showed Sir Junn the jar and he grinned at me. "Fantastic! This honey is so sweet; it'll sugar-shock these knights awake!"

I left the infirmary and passed by Sir Valence, who waved me over. "I need you to infiltrate a sneevil tree fort, they usually hide their boxes there, and you might find something useful there" he said. Sighing, I listened to the directions he gave me and walked off to find the tree fort.

Three hours later I had done all of Sir Valence's quests for me, and I swear, if I see another sneevil, I'll scream. Ninja sneevil! Gladiator sneevils! What's next, Scholar sneevils? Creator, I now have an undying hatred for those filthy, stupid, pathetic creatures that are proof that the Creator has a sense of humor. I touched my newly healed nose gingerly to check if it was still damaged. Damn the Sneevil King! Damn him and all sneevils! All those quests for what, a stupid box!

"Here you go" I growled, shoving the box into Sir Valence's waiting hands.

"Finally!" he exclaimed. I growled again, tightening my hands into fists to keep me from strangling him.

"This box contains a shipment of enchanted rings that King Alteon has given us" he said, opening the box. "Here, you've proven yourself worthy of a ring, and as far as I'm concerned, you're an Honorary member of the Pactogonal Table" said Sir Valance, tossing me a ring.

I caught it easily and examined the ring. It had a beautiful blue stone, perhaps turquoise, and a golden band. I slid the ring onto my ring finger over my left gloved covered hand and admired how the sunlight glinted off the gem.

I turned around and chuckled at the irony of the situation. I was a member of the Pactogonal Table, and now, unknowingly, they make me an Honorary member! Haha!

I walked over to Captain Rolith who looked up as I came closer. "I bring a message to you Captain" I said formally. He raised his eyebrows at me.

"And that message would be….?" he asked.

"The Priestess is taking a shortcut through the forest" I said. "WHAT!!!!!" he shouted, panic dancing in his eyes. "You saw the Priestess on your way here?! Why didn't you tell me earlier?!" he cried.

That did it. I was sick and tired of him, the stupid, blond, pathetic git. I snapped. "I tried, but somebody was acting all high and mighty, saying that they were too busy to receive my message" I snarled.

He ignored me and went on with his blubbering ranting. "She's not going to stop at the Keep, the forest is crawling with bandits looking for her!" he exclaimed, sweat mattering the hair to his forehead.

"She's in danger, you must go look for her!" he said, turning on his heel and disappearing before I could respond. I sighed. I was really hoping to have moved on to FalconReach after I delivered the message, but no. I have to go rescue the Priestess. Let's see, on one hand, there's my chivalrous self left from my days of knighthood that says I must rescue the Priestess. On the other hand, there's my greedy self that appeared when I abandoned the Keep in search of Julio that says I must find Julio and Drakath and make them pay for Sariana's death.

Finally, my chivalrous self won out and I marched into the forest in search of the Priestess. Sigh. My life is so not cool.

Author's Note: There's the fourth chapter, thank you all for reviewing my story, and I hope that this chapter wasn't too bad. Remember, r&r! Until next time!