Chapter 6

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I turned over in my sleep as the dream got more vivid, it was 2 years ago, and we had orders to invade an enemy village, Hernam sent me and Noah to attack a house on the edge of the town. Before the rest of the army came. The house was supposed to have an extremely good fighter in it.

I wanted to open the door, but I couldn't figure out how to do it without making a sound. I sidled closer to the door and stood in an awkward position, pressed backwards against the wall and trying to open the door with my left hand. I couldn't get enough leverage however, so instead turned and crouched, reaching up with my right hand to grip the knob.

It turned silently and smoothly but my nerve failed me for a moment and I paused, holding the knob in that cocked position. Then I pulled it towards me, a little too hard, because I had half expected it to be locked. It came about thirty centimeters, with the screech of a tortured soul, Noah was behind me, so I could no longer see him, but I heard, and could feel, his breath hang in the air and his body rise a little.. I waited, and then decided there was no point in waiting, so I pulled the door open another meter.

It rasped every centimeter of the way. I was feeling sick but I stood and took three slow careful steps into the darkness. I waited there, hoping my eyes would adjust and I'd be able to make some sense of the dull shapes I could see in front of me

There was a movement of air behind me as Noah came in too: at least, I hoped it was Noah. At the thought that it might be anyone else I felt such a violent moment of panic that I had to give myself a serious talk about self-control. But my nerves sent me forward another couple of steps, till my knee bumped into some kind of chair.

At that moment I heard a scrape from the next room, as though someone had pushed back a wooden chair on a wooden floor. I tried desperately to think of what might be in the next room and what it looked like, but my mind was too tired for that kind of work. So instead I tried to tell myself that it hadn't been the scrape of a chair, that no one was there, that I was imaging things. But then came the dreadful confirmation, the sound of a creaking board and the soft treat of a foot.

I instinctively went quietly down to the right, then around the chair that I'd just been touching. Behind me I felt Noah doing the same. But in front of me came another noise: the unmistakable sound of a sword being drawn back from its hold.

I woke up suddenly and looked down at Noah who was still lying next to me. It was morning and I could see some of the villagers eating breakfast.

Flashes from my memory of that night went through my head. Me and Noah getting ambushed, Killing three men, Hernam's son rushing in to help us and getting killed as a result of it.

I stared down at Noah and put my hand on his chest just making sure he was still breathing I couldn't count how many near death experiences I had had but that night was definitely at the top of the list. His eyes opened lazily and looked up at me.

I smiled not wanting to worry him. He took my hand that was on his chest. I suddenly got a happy feeling like a balloon filling up inside me, everyone I loved was right here: Noah, my brother and the knights who had become like my family in the past week. I lent down and kissed Noah on the cheek he smiled and closed his eyes obviously not ready to get up yet.

I got to my feet and half walked half ran to were the knights had laid down to sleep, I saw Tristan and the balloon inside me got bigger I smiled and walked over to were he was. I came from behind and put my arm around him he didn't even look surprised. Just put his free arm around my waist and continued eating his apple.

I gave Tristan a kiss on the cheek and went to put the saddle on my horse. The sound of the Saxon drums had gotten louder and everyone was becoming tenser I was already starting to accept that we would have to fight them.

"I was looking for you last night." Lancelot said helping me lift the saddle over my horse.

"What for?" I asked smiling at him.

He shrugged still not looking at me. "Where were you?"

"I was with Noah on the other side of the wagons" I told him, I stopped buckling the saddle up and stared at him waiting for a reply.

"Are you and Noah together?" he asked stopping what he was doing and looking at me I was starting to become a bit embarrassed but he, being Lancelot didn't looked daunted at all.

I shook my head slowly. "No, just friends."

He looked a little reassured and turned back to the horse without saying anything.

"Why?" I asked curiously.

"Just wondering." He said smiling and stepping back as he finished buckling the saddle up.

"How's your arm?" Dagonet asked as he came up behind Lancelot.

I held out my arm it had a deep gash from Marius that Dagonet had stitched up for me.

I shrugged "Feels fine"

"Good I've got to take the stitches out." He said giving me a comforting smile.

I just nodded trying to hide my fear there was something about stitches that always freaked me out.

Lancelot took my hand and squeezed it reassuringly I obviously looked a little scared. I looked up at Lancelot not wanting to see Dagonet take them out. He stared back at me as Dagonet started counting.

"Ready? On the count of three." Dagonet told me I hardly heard him though. There was something about Lancelot that made me feel like the rest of the world had just floated away.

"One." Dagonet started counting.

I was waiting for two when a pain shot up my arm; I looked at Dagonet, who was smiling and throwing the stitches away.

"What happened to two?" I asked him rubbing my arm as Lancelot and Dagonet laughed.

"You slept in." Arthur said as he mounted his horse that was just next to mine.

"Marius is dead" Galahad said walking up and inspecting my arm.

"What?" I asked I felt a little guilty that my first thought was 'that's good'

"Guinevere." Bors told me

"What's a Guinevere?" I asked getting confused

"She's the woad we found at the village." Arthur said laughing

"Oh." I said mounting my horse as Hernam came cantering up behind us.

"I've been scouting ahead, there's an ice lake not to far up." Hernam told us.

"Can it hold the weight?" Arthur asked him.

"Yes." Hernam stated simply I looked away images of my dream kept coming back every time I looked at him.

"Let's go then." Arthur said riding up ahead. All of the wagons started to move as did the villagers.

When we arrived at the lake I didn't see how it could hold us. It looked as if a feather landed on the surface it would shatter.

"Jess go and test it." Hernam said.

I was about to argue when the sound of the Saxons drums started ringing in my ears. I kicked my horse into a trot as the ice creaked beneath me. I went about a quarter of the way across, stopped and got of my horse I looked back to the rest of the knights and villagers Arthur still didn't look convinced so I started jumping up and down and doing a jig.

The distant sound of laughing from the villagers reached my ears as Arthur started leading them out onto the ice. We reached the other side and Arthur turned to face the knights

"Well, I'm tired of running. And these Saxons are so close behind, my ass is hurtin'," Bors said.

"Never liked looking over my shoulder anyway, "Tristan mumbled.

"It'll be a pleasure to put an end to this racket," Gawain said.

"And we'll finally get a look at the bastards," Galahad added.

Dagonet who had been smirking the whole time led his horse over.

"Here. Now," he said.

Arthur looked at me and I nodded staring back into his green eyes. It's not an easy thing to face your own death, not when you're young, alive and healthy. Sometimes there's nothing to debate. If I had a choice at all, it might be as simple as this: to die fighting or to die a coward. Not much of a choice, I know, but if that's the way it is, I know what Id prefer

I gave my horse to a villager and grabbed a bow.

"Here take this." Lancelot said handing me some armor.

"I don't think its going to make much difference." I said a little coldly.

"It might make all the difference." He said as he started to attach the armor to me it was only light armor and was easy to move in.

"Lancelot if…" but I stopped there I didn't know where I was heading with the sentence I just thought I should say something to him just in case it was my last chance. But I couldn't think of what to say or how to say it.

Lancelot looked at me when I didn't finish my sentence. He just smiled and moved forward kissing me on the cheek I smiled weakly as he walked away to get into line with the other knights.

I followed him and stood in between Tristan and Hernam. I noticed Guinevere was on the end of the line with a bow. The Saxons came onto the ice I glanced over at Noah he looked just like one of the knights handsome and courageous I caught his gaze and he winked at me.

The Saxons let out a series of arrows reaching short and skidding across the ice.

"I believe their waiting for an invitation." Arthur said

"Their far out of range." Guinevere said. As we all lifted our bows and fired I kept an eye on my arrow it flew steadily and hit one of the Saxons right in the heart. My spirits lifted. As if I was getting my second wind.

I looked to my Left Guinevere was looking at me I smiled at the look of disbelief on her face she quickly shook it off and started firing arrows at the now approaching Saxons.

"Aim for the ranks, make them cluster." Arthur instructed as we all fired arrow after arrow at the Saxon army.

"Prepare for combat." Arthur shouted after he noticed the ice wasn't going to break. I drew my sword I started to take a few steps back while Tristan and Bors kept firing arrows. I looked to my right to see Dagonet drop his sword and pick up his axe. He started running at the approaching Saxons.

"Dagonet!" Bors yelled.

"Cover him." cried Arthur as he picked his bow up and started firing more arrows.

I could feel the ice shaking beneath me each time Dagonet hacked at the ice. Noah dropped his bow and grabbed a shield running out on to the ice after Dagonet.

I didn't even realize what I was doing something in the back of my head said I had to go help them I started running when someone grabbed my arm making me crash to the ground. I looked up to see Hernam glaring down at me, I stood up quickly and tried to move forward but he wouldn't let go, I looked over at Noah he had been hit with an arrow in the leg but was still protecting Dagonet with the shield, he might die if I didn't go and help I didn't have time to discuss the pros and cons of why he should let me go. So I drew my sword and swung it at Hernam's arm giving him a deep gash, he let go of my shoulder and started cradling his now bleeding arm.

I rushed out onto the ice I could hear Arthur and Lancelot shouting but couldn't make out the words. I didn't even know what I was going to do I didn't have a shield just a sword. As I got there Dagonet let one final blow onto the ice making it crumble before him, Dagonet started taking big steps backwards as to not fall into the icy waters.

But Noah who had been standing in front of Dagonet fell as the ice crumbled beneath him I watched as he dropped the shield and an arrow hit him at the top of his back his body jerked forward at the impact. He fell into the icy water and started to sink.

My body went numb as I jumped into the water after him it was so cold I couldn't feel anything I didn't even know how if I could move. I took a deep breath and dived down grabbing Noah's arm and pulling him back to the surface I tried desperately to keep him above the water but my strength was gone. I looked up to see Lancelot and Arthur reaching for Noah they lifted him up out of the water.

Feeling started coming back to my body as Arthur lifted me out of the water everything was hazy

I felt the cold snow on my back I kept my eyes closed wishing it was over.

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