I would just like to thank all who read and reviewed my story. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Sorry it took so long to update. I rewrote it several times so I hope you like what I came up with. More updates to come.

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"Is there any other way?" Arthur asked staring out over the icy abyss. The moving ensemble came to an abrubt halt when the reached the ice covered lake. Murmurs were heard amongst the group as ideas were debated to get around it.

"No." Tristan said solemly. "We have to cross the ice."

Dismounting her horse she knealt down next to the lake. "We cannot cross this. It could break under all of our weight." Kendra spoke up. Her eyes surverying the ice.

"We dont have much choice. If we head back we face running into Saxons. We will have to risk it." Arthur said looking down at her. "Get them all out of the carriages. Tell them to spread out."

Once everyone was out they all began to slowly make their way across the ice. With every step the ice stirred beneath them. Soon the cracking of the ice became louder and everyone became worried. Arthur stopped the large group, trying to think their decision through. It was too late to turn back as the sound of Saxon drums echoed through the small valley. Right behind them. Kendra turned her gaze to the direction of the drums. A chill ran through her that no wind or snow could have done. Cynric was near.

"Knights." Arthur announced looking to his men. The sound of his voice filled the air, even over the sound of the beating drums. From his tone she knew what he planned to do.

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

'No they cant be seriously thinking this. They cant possibly win.' Kendra thought as she saw other knights agree to the unsaid request.

"Never liked looking over my shoulder anyway." Tristan agreed.

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

"We'll finally get a look at the bastards." Galahad exclaimed.

Everyone looked to Dagonet who was already arming himself for what was to come. "Here. Now."

It seemed to Kendra the only one who was not eager to meet the Saxons was Lancelot who didnt speak up.

"Jols" Arthur announced. Several people began to take the horses from Arthur and his knights as all of them prepared to fight. Kendra turned her gaze back to impending drums. The sound caused her heart to jump. For the last eight years she had been on the side of the Saxons and their drums, now she felt what the others may have called feared. She had often wondered what went through the minds of the villagers they had attacked. What they thought when they heard the drums approach. Now she knew. She feared them and those that beat upon them.

A man had already begun to move the large group off the ice. Arthur and his men, including Guinevere stood in a line ready to fight. Bows in hand. From the corner of her eye she saw the small boy Lucan wave to Dagonet and a deep sadness came over her. Thoughts of the families running and parents trying to save their children filled her mind.

"This is suicide Arthur." Kendra announced loudly. The sound of the drums came ever closer. "You are outnumbered." she said turning to face him.

"We have no choice. If we do not do something now the Saxons will reach us before we arrive at Hadrians Wall and all could die." He told her as he readied an arrow.

"But you and your men cannot win this battle!" she shouted as she walked towards them. "Saxons will always come." Her eyes searching all of theirs trying to reason. "Why do you risk the lives of you and your men in a battle you are sure to lose?"

"Because that is what it means to be a Knight. To fight no matter what the cost so that others may continue on. To live a better life." Arthur said softly looking into her eyes.

"This is suicide." she said frustration filling her voice. "This is suicide Arthur...I will not fight with you."

"I am not asking you to." Arthur said reasonably. "You are free to go where you wish whether that is Hadrian wall or not. The choice is yours."

His words struck her in a way that made her hold her tongue in silence. She could tell from the look of Arthur and his Knights they were not going to leave the ice that easily, even if they wanted to. Grabbing the reigns of her horse she started to follow the men and women off the ice. Glancing back she saw the the line that stayed behind to defend their retreat. The sound of the drums became louder as she reached the other side.

'Crazy Roman and his knights.' she thought to herself as the group rounded the side of the mountain blocking them from view. Looking back along the trail to the lake she heard the drums cease.

'What are you scared?' a small voice shouted to her from behind.

"Excuse me?" Kendra said turning to confront the accuser. Her eyes widened at the site.

'I said you're scared.' a young boy said from across the frozen pond. His hair was as dark as his eyes as the wind blew it every which way. Next to him stood several others.

'I am not.' she cried looking across to them.

'Really? Then why is we are here and you are still over there?" the boy laughed.

'Just you wait till I get over there.' she shouted back angrily.

'You mean if you get over here.' this time all the others joined in at the young boys laughing. All but one. The tallest of them all.

'You can do this.' he said quietly looking directly into her eyes.

'But it could break.' she managed to say.

'See I told you she's scared.' the dark haired boy spoke up again.

'Come. I will meet you half way and we shall cross together.' the taller boy shouted to her as he started to make his way across. 'See. It is safe. Now it is your turn.' he said upon reaching the middle.

Breathing deeply she took a step out onto the icy water. Step by step she walked her way onto it. Each time she looked to the boy in the center to incourage her on.

"See that wasn't so bad.' he told her when she reached him. Grabbing his arm with both of hers they started their way back to the other side.

The sound of ice cracking filled her ears and the ice beneath them began to shift. Grabbing his arm tighter as her heart began to race. They heard it coming but it was too late. A long crack down the ice came their way showing the icy cold water beneath.

"DAG!" a booming voice shouted.

Looking down she saw her footing on solid earth and not on on cracking ice. Her heart still raced as she realised where she was. 'Go back.' a voice in her head told her.

"Jols!" Kendra yelled bring the man to her. Handing him the reigns she took off around the bend.

The Knights did not hear her approach. Looking down the once solid line she saw a gap missing. Dagonet was gone. She watched as Arthur and the other frantically shot arrows into the Saxons on the other side. Running she made her way to the gap in the line. Looking out over the ice she saw Dagonet alone in the middle attempting to break it. Arrows flew this way and that until one of the Saxons finally met its mark.

"Dagonet!" Her heart jumped when it hit him. Before she knew it she had his shield in hand and was running across the ice to him. With an arrow in him Dagonet still kept on determined to break it and Kendra couldn't seem to make it to him fast enough. Three times he was hit before the ice started to break she saw him fall to his knees as the ice before them cracked seperating them from the advancing Saxons. The hole that he made soon took him from her sight as he collapsed into the cold water below. Sliding herself into position between him and the Saxons that still shot she tried to hold him afloat. Several arrows hit the shield, looking up she saw Arthur and Bors heading their way.

"Hang on Dagonet." she told him trying to keep him awake. Soon the ice beneath her gave way and she too met the freezing water below them.

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