Chapter Eight: Saxons
"How are you, Dag?" I asked coming into the carriage.
Vanora was getting him patched up and she took her leave when she was done.
"Better. I'm lucky you got those arrows out. Come here, you." He said and I gave him an easy hug.
"I'm glad you're alive. I don't know what I'd do with out you. You're like another brother to me." I said.
He smiled and said," Bring Bors in."
I smiled and went out of the carriage. I mounted my horse and rode over to good ol' Bors.
"Hey, Dag wishes to talk to you." I said with a grin.
Bors' face lit up and he rode over to the carriage Dag was in. And then soon, I heard the laughter of the two joking around. I looked ahead but got startled for Lancelot was right by me.
"How you holding up?" he asked me.
"I'm better now knowing Dag is okay and he'll live. If it was you that got hit by those arrows, I don't what I would do." I said to him.
He smiled at me and we were silent until we reached Hadrian's Wall. When we got in, we gave the Bishop a nasty glare and Alecto just ignored him. It seemed Alecto knew that the Bishop is not a good man, for one of the knights was almost basically dead with a little life. We all took out discharge papers; like we'll do anything with them, and went out ways.
I went to my room and changed into a black dress. I let my curly hair go down to my mid-back. I walked in the silence for a minute around the outside wall, until I heard something. I turned, but found nothing. My senses told me to find Lancelot and be safe, but as always, I ignored them.
I walked a little further until a hand grabbed my mouth and around my waist and pushed me against the wall.
"What is a beautiful creature like your self doing all alone in the dark?" he asked.
I knew it was a Saxon. I took his hand off my mouth and I answered him.
"What purpose do I have to you?" I snapped.
"Nothing to me. My orders are to no ever kill you nor rape you. I'm just getting you for my leader." He answered.
"Now, why listen to him, when you can have me all to yourself?" I said seductively.
He wasn't a bad looking Saxon. He must have been a Sarmation at one point, because what I remember is that Sarmation men are very handsome. He smiled.
"You have a point there."
That didn't go as planned. He pushed me against the wall. As his face got closer to mine, I took my dagger from my leg band under my dress. Just as his face was really close to mine; I stabbed him in the back. He called out in pain and I ran. But then he grabbed my leg.
"Help!" I screamed.
I kicked him in the face and got up and ran to the gate.
"What's going on?" yelled a Roman officer.
"A Saxon! I'm Arthur's sister! Please let me in!" I yelled.
The Saxon pulled out the dagger and threw it at me. It hit my shoulder. I grabbed my shoulder and ran in the wall as the gate opened.
"You need a healer." Said the Roman.
"Go find Lancelot, now! And Arthur." I said and started to cry.
I was nearly raped again. I cried, until I heard my name.
"Elvina?"
I looked up and saw Lancelot. I got up threw my arms around him and cried.
"You're okay now, I promise. I won't let anything happen to you." He said calmly.
I let go and he looked at my shoulder. His eyes widened.
"How did this happen?" he asked.
"I was walking on the outside of a wall, when a Saxon attacked me and I stabbed his back with a dagger. I ran and told the Roman to open the gate and as the gate opened, he threw the dagger and it hit my shoulder. He tried to rape me." I said and started to cry again.
"Shh, you're okay now." He said as he held me in my arms.
Then I looked up and saw Gwen. She looked me in sad eyes. I let go of Lancelot and ran to Gwen. She gave me a tight sisterly hug. She had some tears going down her face. I looked at Arthur. I let go of Gwen and went up to Arthur. He pulled me into a hug and told me that he will never let anything happen to me ever again.
"Arthur, you need to look at this." Said Lancelot from atop the wall.
I saw all the other knights come up to the wall, too. I ran up the stairs to the wall. I looked out and saw Saxons. Thousands.
"Knights, my journey with you ends here. May God be with you." Said Arthur and he went down the stairs. I went after him before Lancelot could.
"Arthur!" I called and he turned to face me.
"This
is not Rome's fight. It is not your fight.
All these long years
we've been together, the trials we've faced, the blood we've shed...
What was it all for, if not for the reward of freedom?
And
now when we are so close! When it is finally within our grasp - look
at me!" I pulled him to look into my eyes.
"Does it all count for nothing?"
"You ask me that. You who are my sister?" he asked angrily.
"Then do not do this! Only death awaits you here! Arthur, I beg you! I beg you!" I yelled at him and started to cry.
He pulled me into a hug.
"You be my sister now and do not dissuade me. Seize the freedom you have earned and live it for the both of us. I cannot follow you, Elvina. I now know that all the blood I have shed, all the lives I have taken have led me to this moment." He said and let you go.
"I love you and I don't want to lose you." I said while crying.
"I love you, too. More then anything in the world. But I must do this." He kissed you on the forehead and left you.
"I know you're behind me, Lancelot. There is no need to see if I'm okay. I need to be alone for at least an hour or so." I said and left for my room.
I sat on my bed and let tears stream down my face. I heard the door open and looked up. It was Lancelot. I put my knees to my chest and rested my head on my knees. He came and sat beside me.
"He'll be okay." Lancelot said.
"He can die! You're telling me now that he'll be okay?" I said still mad at Arthur.
Lancelot was about to leave, but I grabbed his arm.
"No, don't leave. I need you here." I said to him.
He lay down on the bed and I put my head on his shoulder. He had his arm around my waist. I fell asleep like that. I feel asleep and had a good nights sleep.
I felt Lancelot shaking me lightly that morning. I sat up and shook my head.
"We have to leave soon. Come on and get ready. In you armor." He said and left for his room.
The day finally came when Arthur would battle alone like a true knight of the round tableā¦
