Finally finished this chapter hope you enjoy it. Sorry their are some errors because today I feel like crap and couldn't edit it.

Six months passed since she'd last left the castle and the prince's hospitality. She missed it there, at least there she felt a little content. Her stay at the temple was filled with endless loneliness, imprisonment and complete isolation. She hadn't got along with anyone, soon after they discovered her ways they completely abandoned her. The girls here treated her like an outsider and the priestesses soon gave up on her. Her natural hardheadedness hadn't helped either.

Because of their incomparable differences soon she was forced to do everything alone. Chores and studies. Apparently she would never become a lady and was too much of a barbarian. Her days consisted of simple chores like cooking and needle work then gradually to things like music and dance and finally proper etiquette.

Today they where taking their annual morning strolls in the gardens of Rome. The head priestess lady Faustina was leading the whole affair. This was the only activity Reyna actually enjoyed. The priestesses and the group of girls she was staying with were soon all up ahead of her. Soon enough she found herself taking up a new route in the gardens.

As she was strolling through gardens she saw a lofty tree that she could rest under neath. The day was intensely hot and with all the heavy priestess garments she had to wear, she figured it would be for the best if she rested under a shady tree. The sounds of flowing water fountains and sweet smelling flowers had overwhelmed her. And in that tranquil moment she fell asleep.

She woke up minutes later when she heard rustling noises coming from within the hedges next to her. Suddenly a boys face appeared right in front of hers. She sucked in her breath, what would lady Faustina do if she seen her like this, probably would have sewed her to a sack of weasels and threw her into Tiber. She grabbed the boy by the neck and face planted him on to the stone ground. In those brief moments she had finally found out who the boy was.

"J-Jason?" She asked hesitantly. The boy had finally raised his head of the ground and turned to face her.

"Is this how you treat someone who came to visit you?" Jason grumbled.

"I'm sorry.. I didn't know, but how?" She questioned him. She had noticed blood was rapidly dripping down the side of his and quickly ripped off a piece of her garment to use to wipe the blood of his face. As she was wiping his face she had also took heed to the tiny scar marring his upper lip.

"What's that?" She asked him.

"What?" He glanced at her waiting for her to reply.

"That mark on your lip." She replied As she examined his face for more injuries.

"Oh." he sighed. " I don't know, I think I was born with it." Jason answered. When she was done wiping the blood off his face she quickly ripped another piece of cloth and soaked it with cool water and preceded to wipe over his face again.

"So why did you visit me?" She asked earnestly as a teasing smile spread over her face..

"Must I have a reason to?" He huffed, his face reddening even more with time.

"Well, I suppose so." She smiled cheekily at him. "You never came to visit me before, so I am guessing either your extremely bored or something came up." She coaxed him.

"I am leaving to join the legion tommorow." He finally admitted.

"How? Your still so small." She remarked. It seemed as if Jason was severely offended by her comment as his face became even more redder due to anger.

Jason scoffed at her remark.

"First I'll be trained their with other boys my own age, then when I am strong enough they will put me into a cohort. When I come back I will be a centurion or even the general of a whole entire legion. " Jason said with an air confidence.

"And I'll become a true lady." She replied mockingly, then she and Jason bursted in to fits of laughter.

"You becoming a true lady, my uncle will become a monk before you become a lady." Jason laughed at her.

"Same goes for you my prince." She poked at him. He glanced at her neck.

"Your wearing the necklace I gave you." He remarked.

"What was I supposed to do with it, hide it away, of course I'm wearing it." Jason could be so dense at times, she thought to herself.

"Well I am glad your taking a liking to it." He smiled brightly at her, before his smile suddenly turn devious. "Here I brought something else too." Without even a subtle warning he leapt over her, dashed into the hedge that he previously emerged from, ran back to their spot and threw her a large wooden sword.

"What is this?" She asked him while she examined the long wooden sword. Jason suddenly drew out a replica of his own.

"Something about you tells me you like swords more then other girls. I thought we could train together for awhile, or is that to much for you?" He taunted her, pocking the hilt of his sword at her head. She swatted the sword away from her head and snorted at his comment.

"You were right my dear prince, I do love swordplay but you will soon learn to regret you asked me to train with you." She said snidely.

She lifted up her wooden sword and soon started raining blows at Jason. Jason dodged them and started throwing attacks of his own. The rest of the morning they spent in swordplay. Reyna quickly caught track of the time, the sun was risen up directly over their heads. "Oh no." She shrieked. "Lady Faustina is going to murder me!" She yelled even louder. Everyone in the gardens eyes were now trailing on them.

"What's the matter?" Jason said with concern.

"I was supposed to be back from the morning walk two hours ago. The priestesses are probably going to chop my head off and level it with a spike." She screamed. "I have to go." She grabbed her skirts.

"Wait." Jason grabbed her wrists.

"Let go, please you must." She pleaded with him.

"When I come back." Jason started, still grabbing on to her wrists. "Promise we will meet again." He pleaded, locking his bright blue eyes with her dark ones.

"Yes.. I promise, now let go please." She asked him. He unclenched his hands from her wrists, and with one look back she dashed off towards the temple.

Once she had gotten there she was surrounded by a group of angry priestesses. One of them grabbed her by the ear and dragged her towards the centre of the temple. Soon a crowd of girls and servants surrounded them.

"Do you know how hard we were looking for you!" The angry priestess wrenched her ear. "We wasted a whole afternoon searching for the likes of you!" The priestess spat at her face. "During your whole stay not once have you ever acted like a lady, not even once!" Then Reyna was struck in the face. She could hear the snickering and taunting in the crowd, but she refused to make a fool out of herself, she would not cry. The priestess continued to beat her until the head priestess intervened.

"That's enough." Lady Faustina said emerging from the crowd.

"But head priestess she left our group in the morning, this girl." The priestess looked at her with complete utter disgust. "Needed to be be disciplined." She reasoned.

"That's enough, the girl doesn't know our ways, she wasn't brought up here in Rome like the rest of us." Lady Faustina addressed to the entire crowd. "We need to be more patient with her. Come here my child." Lady Faustina called her over.

She picked up her now torn skirts and risen her head defyingly, then limped her way towards the head priestess. "Now everyone back to their daily activities. The crowd dispersed and Lady Faustina lead her towards her office.

"Reyna what where you doing, you know you should have never left our group this morning. I know Rome looks like a safe place but to be truthful it is most likely the most dangerous. What if someone discovered who you were? Evil things happen to people who are unaware of their surroundings like you are, especially young girls." Lady Faustina chided her. That's when Reyna noticed Lady Faustina's dialect of her latin.

"You're not from her either are you?" She blurted out, once those words left her mouth she immediately regretted those words.

"You noticed my dialect of latin." Lady Faustina chuckled. The Head Priestess must of noticed the look on her face when she responded. "Yes I am foreign here too. Just like you my sweet child, I am originally from Gallia. We speak a different dialect of latin over there." Lady Faustina finally answered her question.

"You remind me so much of myself when I was your age little one." Lady Faustina began. "My father to sent me away because of my ways. But it was for the best, soon you'll have to change your ways, society just doesn't except people like us no matter how hard we try." Lady Faustina remarked disdainfully. "Go back to your chamber and change your clothes to look more presentable. An eagle was sent from Hispania this morning and I think it was meant for you. When your done please return to dine with us." Lady Faustina finally dismissed her.

Reyna limped to her chamber ignoring the cruel stares she got from the girls and other priestesses. When she finally reached her chamber she found a sealed parchment on her bed. She instantly recognized the waxed seal, it was her fathers. She quickly broke open the wax seal and read the parchment.

Crumpling up the parchment in sheer rage, she threw it against the wall. Anger and disbelief quickly taken over her. Hylla fled the province because of an engagement of her to some high lord. Was everything about her sister Hylla a lie? She was always told Hylla had been always better then her but now Hylla was no better, probably even worse. Why was Hylla so selfish? Now she was left to take her older sister's place.