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A/n : Sorry about chapter three. There were lots of grammatical errors. I will try to fix it. And if it helps any, I was writing it like at 1 in the morning. Hey what can I say, I got inspired and I had to write it, or else I would be at a stand still. SOO I'm going to throw in as much info as I can this time, and get to the action.  THANK YOU ALL FOR REVIEWING. I love you guys! You really brighten my day!

"So," the princess looked back at Roxton, " I asked where we are and what is going on? Why do you not look very happy to see me? Did you fall in love with another, with that half dressed wench over there?" she asked, pointing at Veronica for emphasis. Veronica wanted to rip her head off, but controlled herself to just asking, " We could be asking you the same thing, who are you, and where is our friend?"

"What? Richard, tell these people who I am," the princess screeched. Roxton finally turned to her, and tried to avoid eye contact. It was too difficult. The more he looked at her the harder it was becoming to tell himself that she wasn't his Marguerite. "Princess," he began, " I am not Richard, my name is Lord John Rich—" he cut off when he realized that he didn't need to cause any more confusion by throwing in a meaningless middle name. "Lord John Roxton" he continued, " I don't know how to quite explain this, except that, you are indeed a princess, and I am sure you have a friend named Richard back home, but I am not him."

She just stared at him in total confusion. What was he babbling about? "Well…ahhh. Challenger, can you explain this to her?" Roxton stammered. Challenger was being very quiet, and finally spoke up. "Oh, yes, I think I might have a theory. Well, you see my dear; you are now standing in the jungles of South America, on a lost plateau that continues to shift and change. I don't know how you did it, but somehow, you have gone through a plane of reality, that ended up leading you here. But it did not just bring you here, it made you travel a few hundred years into the future. And moments before you arrived, your knight, Sir Richard, came here demanding that we give him our friend, Marguerite Krux. Now I can see why. You look exactly like her. He must have thought we were your kidnappers. So I must figure out what is causing this particular plane to be moving here and how to penetrate it to get both you and our friend back to where you belong."

The princess stared at him in total disbelief and and are you CRAZY' look on her face. "You tell me I am in South America, but you lie to me. You think I am stupid because I am a woman? I have plenty of knowledge. At least enough to know that there is no such place as South America. And what unbelievable stories are you telling me? You lie. If my Richard had been here, he would have known the difference between me and some cheap pretender."

"No he wouldn't," Roxton spoke up, " Just as I couldn't tell the difference, and just as you couldn't tell that I am not Richard."

She finally sighed, "All right, you are not Richard and I am not in Avebury anymore, but…." She trailed off when she looked around. "This is the field of Florin," she cried, " I have seen the paintings my whole life, but I have never been here.  But this village full of half-dressed beast never lived here either."

"What is the Field of Florin?" Malone asked.

"Find me a place to sit and I will tell you everything," the princess said.

Marguerite stared to stir awake. 'Where am I, who is holding me?'  " Where's the coffee, Roxton?" she asked in her usual morning tone. Then she opened her eyes a bit. It all came back to her. "Oh boy," she sighed. She started to get up. "Did you hold me all night?" she asked him.

"Yes," replied Richard. "You didn't sleep all night, did you?" she started to feel sorry for this man. She wished she could explain what had happened to him. She knew it was shifting planes of reality, but how do you go about explaining that to knight of King Arthur? "Thank you," she said softly.

"I have been thinking," he began to get up, obviously a little stiff from the uncomfortable position, " Maybe if I explain everything that has happened from my side, and you tell me everything you can from yours, we will discover what actually has happened." Truthfully he was hoping that she was just hysterical last night and if she talked about what had happened, she would remember everything. What hurt worse was that she didn't even remember his proposal.

"All right," Marguerite began, "I am not your Princess Madeline, Sir Richard, and I am Marguerite Krux. I come from the year 1924, which you just rode into and took me from. I lived in England four years ago, but I went on a expedition to South America to –" She was cut off by Richard, " South America?" "Yes a land that in your times had not yet been discovered, and a lost world, that unfortunately, has not been discovered in mine either." She went on to explain all the wonders of the plateau, and Richard seemed to drink it in. She explained each one of her friends. But when she got to Roxton, he looked up startled, "Roxton?" he whispered, "Sir William Roxton? The richest man in Avebury next to the King himself?"

 "Well no," she replied, " Lord John Roxton, but yes he is one of the richest men in Avebury. His family estate is there. Are you telling me that his ancestors live here?"

"Yes, well, I guess it is my turn to explain where we are," He was now thoroughly convinced she was not lying, something evil was going on, but what kind of magic could this be?

As they entered the Zanga village, she looked around in wonder. The people paid no special attention to her. A few even turned to tell their little group good night. When they came into Roxton's tent, they all sat down, and stared at her expectantly. " My name is Princess Madeline, heir to the throne of King Arthur. I live in my castle in Avebury, I ---"

"Avebury?" Roxton asked. "Yes, and if your name really is Lord John Roxton, than you are most definitely kin to Sir William Roxton, one of the most prominent and richest men of Avebury." " Yes I guess I must be," he said absentmindedly. He had gone into deep thought. William Roxton? It couldn't be his brother, but he never remembered ever hearing of another William Roxton in his family tree. Unless it was the, no it couldn't be, but…. That was just a family legend. A fairy tale to darken the past. This William Roxton could not be the knight of the realm that had dishonored his family name by using black magic, but what other choice was there?

Madeline looked concerned at Roxton's deep stare. "Lord Roxton, are you alright?" Broken from his thoughts he stammered, "Oh, yes, quite, do go on."

" As I was saying, I am the Princess. My true love is a knight of the realm. His name is Sir Richard.  He is one of the best knights in service to the King. He has been often called the Lionheart for his efforts of bravery. He was sent to preserve the peace in the lower regions of England a month ago. He was to return a fortnight later. But I was receiving letters and news of his progress was coming to me through the courtiers until two weeks ago. I inquired my father about Richard, but he told me they had heard nothing. A day later, they told me that the pirates of Florin, our sworn enemies across the sea, had taken his ship and killed him. I was distraught beyond all comprehension."

" But now that I know he is alive, I do not have to marry Lord Henry. He lives in Guilder. He has sought after my hand in marriage for years, along with many others wishing to become King when my father dies. But to no avail. I love only Richard. But while I went off riding, Richard had promised me he would be back to me by then, and he wanted to ride with me on that

very day. As I entered the forest, I heard voices and I slowed my pace. Then what felt like a large club hit me from behind. When I woke, a band of thieves were surrounding me. When everyone slept, one man guarded me. It wasn't too terribly difficult to convince him we could do better things than stand around, and when he went to make a move toward me I tripped him and he hit his head. Luckily for me he was unconscious.

'Sounds like something Marguerite would try' Roxton thought. He pushed the thought aside.

She continued, " I pulled the ropes free, and in an hour or so I was gone from the camp. Then I heard their shouts as they came after me. I ran as fast as I could. As I approached the field I felt a small shock. I thought nothing of it until now, I was too scared. Then I saw you, and I apologize for my behavior. I fear I have done a terrible thing. But please understand, my acts of affection were not intended for you, I meant no disrespect."

"Oh, do not worry about that, Princess. We all understand. The mistake could be easily made. I even thought you were my *ahem * OUR Marguerite." Roxton said.

"Thank you. Now let me explain to you, wizard, about the Field of Florin." She said excitedly, turning towards Challenger.

"Oh, no I am not a wizard. I do not believe in magic. I am a scientist. There is nothing that has happened or ever will happen that cannot logically be explained by some scientific theory or experiment. Actually, --"

"Challenger!" the three explorers sighed. They knew once he was started, he wouldn't stop.

"Ahem, yes, I'm sorry." He apologized.

"Yes, Scientist," she stressed the name, trying to get the foreign word accustomed to her tongue. " Let me tell you of the Field of Florin. Like I have said, I have never been her, but I have seen paintings and heard the legends. Almost half a century ago, a great battle broke out between England and the Norwegian countries, but the greatest of these battles was in this very field. The fight between Avebury and Florin had not only political motives. Florin has been our enemy since before any of us could remember. But we prevailed that tragic day. We used military tactics unbeknownst to them. We ambushed them in the midst of battle. We deceived them. They thought we only had half the knights that we really did. We won, but quite dishonorably. It is fabled that on nights of the full moon the ghosts of those who died relive that battle. Everyone stays away from the field on full moons, and those who have gone here, have never come back."

"Ghosts! BAH!" George scoffed. Ned just kept writing. Sometime during the tale, the reporter couldn't resist the temptation to write down the details. Veronica thought for a moment.

"Well if these 'ghost knights' ride every full moon why haven't the Zanga seen them before?" Veronica questioned.

"Good Point" Roxton added," George, any theories yet?"

" I think I do, yes maybe I do" Challenger replied with the look he always got before making another marvelous discovery. " I believe it is like radio waves. There are definitely lines of energy around this plateau. We also know that many things of history, such as the dinosaurs and the strange people we have seen over the past years, have been transported to this plateau. Well I believe this great battlefield could be one of them. The lines of energy run through this field and the actions of our time and space now and those of Madeline's are intercepting. Like radio waves. When they intercept they have a…. a.. 'static' so to speak. And when they do they cause a portal to open letting things in and out."

"Well how do we open this 'portal'?" asked Roxton.

" I suppose that it should be near the edges of the field, seeing as Marguerite disappeared near the edge of the forest, and that Madeline appeared as she emerged from the jungle into the field."

Roxton just sat there in disbelief. He had to get her back he would do anything. 'Hold on Marguerite, we are coming' he thought. How scared she must be right now. He cursed himself for not being able to help her.

AHHHH! Don't hurt me!  I know this chapter is SOOOOOO slow! Its just setting you up for the action I PROMISE will be in the next chapter. I will try to wrap this up I a few, but I am thinking about going off on another little thought that just occurred to me and there is no telling where that will lead. So I will see ya! PLEASE DON'T GIVE UP ON ME!!!!! I WILL DELIVER! Keep reviewing it helps me know you guys actually are still interested. At least I hope you are!