A/N: I didn't have a very good day today, so I do hope this chapter is alright. I'm so glad you all like this story, and I would like to thank the Guest who reviewed on the previous chapter because you made my day! I saw your beautiful review at school and I'd just had a bad first couple of lessons, but that mad everything better! Thank you so much!

Here is Episode Nine of Season one: Knight takes Queen

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Ellie sighed contently, smirking as Porthos and Athos threw D'Artagnan to the ground. She looked up from her drawing, chucking quietly at the Gascon's expression.

'Stop it.' He growled, before lunging at the two Musketeers again. Porthos chuckled as he blocked D'Artagnan's sword, sending it flying.

The Queen had decided that she wanted to escape Paris for a while, taking only a handful of maids, Ellie and the four Musketeers. They were supposed to be guarding her, but they were in the middle of nowhere meaning that the likelihood of the Queen being killed was minimal.

It was mainly the large, crystal blue lake that made up the little area. It was surrounded by tall, leering, white cliffs that towered over the water. There was a hill where they'd decided to camp out that was overlooked by lots of trees. It looked out over the water and the tent where the Queen was staying. All in all, it was a very nice spot for reading and drawing.

Ellie had roughly tied her hair up into a messy bun, wearing a thin, light blue shirt and brown trousers. She'd put on her necklaces and had several plaited bracelets tied around her wrist, some leather some cotton. Each one had a different coloured glass bead tied to it. She was wearing simple earrings, a green pair and a blue pair. She'd brought her sketchbook and her reading book along with her, to help pass the time.

Although, watching D'Artagnan being dragged through the mud was far mor exciting.

'For the last time.' D'Artagnan moaned. 'Mind the uniform.' Ellie chuckled. Ever since being commissioned, D'Artagnan had become very protective of his uniform.

'It doesn't look right on you.' Porthos commented, looking at the brown uniform.

'Too shiny, too new.' Athos added.

'It looks like your mum's dressed you.' Porthos finished.

'Exactly.'

'Aramis, Ellie, what do you think?' D'Artagnan asked, pointing his sword at the two who were leaning against a tree.

'I think we've landed in paradise.' Aramis replied, cleaning his gun. The birds started chirping again. 'Listen to that.'

'What?' Porthos asked, as all three of them looked round.

'Don't bother talking to him, he's all love-struck with the forest.' Ellie muttered as Aramis whistled. The peace lasted a few minutes more before Porthos whistled at D'Artagnan, lunging his sword at him again. Aramis rolled his eye, turning his attention back to cleaning his pistol whilst Ellie turned her attention back to her drawing.

Porthos and Athos threw D'Artagnan to the ground, dragging him along it, ignoring the Gascon's protests. Ellie and Aramis chuckled.

'That looks better.' Porthos stated looking D'Artagnan up and down as the Gascon pulled his jacket down.

'Much better.' Athos added.

'Who knows, one day, he might even land a hit.' Porthos chuckled.

'Never gonna happen.' Athos replied as D'Artagnan launched himself at them again.

'Leave the birds alone.' Athos called as Aramis marched over to the chirping birds.

'I hate these birds and their…' He whistled, whacking a branch out the way.

'I thought this was paradise?' Athos asked. Ellie chuckled quietly as she made her way down to the Queen's tent, her blue and pink dress dusting the ground slightly. The dress was made up of two layers. There was a light pink under layer and a light blue layer over the top. The blue layer was thin enough that the pink could be seen underneath it. It went well with the gold medallion hanging around her neck. Her hair was loose with two twists either side to keep her fringe out the way. It nearly reached the lower part of her back now. She hadn't cut it in ages.

'That was two days ago, now. I'm bored. I miss Paris. The excitement, the noise.' Aramis cocked his gun. 'The danger.' A gun shot went off and Ellie looked up at Aramis.

'Aramis!' Athos yelled.

'That wasn't me.' He replied, looking around at them. Ellie gasped as she saw someone lying face down on the ground. She hurriedly walked over to the tent, just as Anne walked out.

'Caroline?' She called, stopping suddenly when she saw the Musketeers. 'She borrowed my robe.'

'Get her under cover!' Athos yelled as Porthos ran over to her and Ellie, pulling the Queen under the trees. D'Artagnan grabbed Ellie, pulling her under the cover of the trees as well.

'Stay with the Queen. Get to the horses.' Athos ordered them, keeping an eye out for the assassin. He turned to Aramis.

'You and I have got an assassin to catch.' Another gun shot went off and Ellie ducked as Aramis and Athos chased after the assassin.

'D'Artagnan, how we're doing?' Porthos asked, looking over his shoulder. D'Artagnan watched as the assassin disappeared into the trees.

'Good to go!' He yelled, hauling Ellie to her feet and helping her up the rocks. Porthos and Anne followed behind as the four of them made their way to the horses.

'Are they still following us?' Athos asked from where he was sitting behind Ellie on his horse.

'Yes, and they're not tiring.' D'Artagnan replied, looking through the spy glass.

'Determined.' Athos sighed, tighten his grip on the reins.

'What if we can't lose them?' Anne asked. Her and Aramis were sharing a horse, Aramis behind her.

'We will.' Aramis replied.

'But what if we don't?' Anne shot back.

'We've been in worst situations then this, you have nothing to fear.' Anne smiled at him, looking away.

'Time to go.' D'Artagnan called, walking back to them. Athos and Aramis urged their horses on, each one being extra vigilant.

They slowed their horses down, as D'Artagnan spotted a convent in the hills.

'Look!' He exclaimed, pointing at the convent.

'You two ride to Paris and get reinforcements. We'll hold up in there until you return.' Athos told them.

'Whoa, whoa, whoa! What, just you two? Alone? Porthos asked.

'Three.' Ellie reminded him. 'And thank you for the vote of confidence.' She replied.

'We won't be back by tomorrow at the earliest.' D'Artagnan retorted. 'There's at least a dozen of them.'

'In that case, you'd better hurry.' Aramis quipped, before urging his horse into a canter, Athos behind him. Ellie watched as D'Artagnan and Porthos rode in the other direction, worry settling in her stomach as they rode up the path to the monastery.

Athos helped Ellie off the horse sending her a quick smile as Aramis rode on into the monastery. Several nuns ran out as Athos began closing the gates. Ellie stood next to Anne, holding her hand nervously.

'These gates are never closed.' She told him, standing in front of the open gate.

'This is an emergency.' Athos told her calmly.

'Everyone is welcome, at any time of night or day.' The nun hot back.

'We are King's Musketeers.' Athos replied, beginning to lose his temper.

'I answer to a higher power.' She wasn't going down without a fight.

'This is your Queen, it's your duty to protect her.' The nun looked down as Athos pointed at Anne. Ellie looked over her shoulder as more nuns ran out into the courtyard.

'Close the gate sister.' The Mother Superior ordered. The nun obliged, moving out of Athos' way.

'Athos!' Aramis yelled from where he'd positioned himself on top of the convent. Athos and Ellie looked at each other before running up the stairs to join him.