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It didnt take her long to make it to the head of the line. She could see the suprise on thetwo mens faces as she pulled along side them.
"You are supposed to be with Dagonet." Arthur said glancing briefly to her before returning his eyes to the path ahead of them. "That was our agreement Lillian."
"I know. I know. He's fine." she admitted her eyes gazing to the distance ahead. She still felt a little strange being called that name, but if it would help her to remember anything at all, it would work out for the better in the end.
"Then if you know, why are you up here and not back there with him?" Lancelot asked not looking to the woman beside him. His tone caused her to turn to him, hurt in her eyes.
"I had actually come here to speak to you, but I am beginning to think you would not listen." she shot back, the tone in her voice drawing the knights attention. 'Now is not the time for this, you came here to tell him so tell him. There's no turning back now.' For a brief moment their eyes met then she looked to Arthur. "If you feel that Dagonet is in any danger by being alone for a few minutes you could go and check on him if you like." The look in her eyes changed from that of frustration with the man beside her to a pleading stare directed to the Roman officer, hoping he would leave.
Arthur saw the look in her eyes and looking to Lancelot he slowed his pace and turning around he went to the end of the line, near Dagonet.
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"You wouldn't happen to know what thatwas all about do you?" Arthur asked taking a place alongside Dagonet.
"You can ask Lillian when she returns." Dagonet asked determined to keep her secret even from his commanding officer.
"You know I always hate it when you two do that." Arthur implied looking to Dagonet with a small smile on his face. "I am glad you are well my friend."
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Waiting until he was out of earshot she took a deep breath to settle her nerves. Silence stood between the two as they continued their way to Hadrain's Wall.
"You know, I tried to find you this morning." Lillian spoke up breaking the uneasy silence between them. She tried to sound cheerful as she spoke even though beneath her facade her heart thudded within her chest.
"Really?" Lancelot asked. His voice monotone as he answered her, his eyes still looking straight before him.
"You are mad at me aren't you?" she implied staring hard at the man beside her.
"What would make you think that?" he asked finally bringing his gaze to hers.
"The way you have acted since we last talked for one. Its as though you have been trying to avoid me. The way you are talking to me now for another." Lillian said. Now she was the one to break their gaze, staring off to the hills before them.
"I am not mad at you Lillian." Lancelot answered trying to assure her meaning every word. Placing a hand on her arm she brought her eyes down to where she felt his hand.
"But you are frustrated with me. That I know even if you try to deny it, I see it in your eyes. Especially when we last talked." Lillian said quietly. Eventually bringing her blue eyes back to his.
Lancelot sighed when she had finished. Admitting her accusations without question.
"I'm..." Lancelot started in an effort to explain but was cut short by her voice.
"Frustrated that I dont remember anything about us. That we cant talk like we used to or can it be the fact that I wont talk. Especially about the last eight years. About what happened last night when we kissed." she said seeing the sad agreement in his eyes.
Silence stood between the two. Their gazes parted and each stared to the road ahead, contemplating the revelations that had just taken place. Looking back she caught Dagonet's eye. He silent demeanor did not hide the persuasion in his eyes. Trying to push her to speak up. In his eyes she found a rekindled courage that she had initially came to Lancelot with and turning back she looked to the dark haired knight beside her. The slight wind blew her hair over her eyes, also causing the dark locks of his hair to stir.
"Lancelot..." she whispered softly, finally finding the voice to speak. "I didnt mean to come up here and start a quarrel between us. Actually I came here to talk about what happened last night."
Her words and the tone of her voice brought his eyes to her face. Sadness clearly evident on her fair skin. Seeing the difficulty she had in speaking what troubled her so he silently he awaited her to continue.
"There are things that I am about to tell you that will not be easy for me to say or even easy for you to hear." she started once more, her eyes meeting his briefly before falling away once more. Her fingerstwirling the reigns nervously between them. "I...Cynric..." her voice choked in her throat as she spoke.
He saw the tears start to brim her eyes as she struggled to talk. His heart began to ache knowing that the reason she was in such a state was because of him.
"What I'm trying to say is..." bring her gaze to his she tried to finish but instead, meeting the darkness of her eyes, the feelings hidden deep within them, caused her to lose her words once more. Dropping her eyes once again she shut them closed, trying to gain control of her composure and her words. Frustrated with herself she ran her fingers through her hair like she had seen Lancelot do on so many occasions before. Inhaling deep she sighed. "I...I.." opening her eyes she looked out before her and was taken away by the sight before her. "I cant believe it. Hadrians Wall."
From their perch on their mounts she stared over to the vast wall that seemed to stretch on as far as she could see. The men that lined its walkways were small from where she sat, banners flew from its towers. Losing all sense of what she was saying she found herself awe struck by the structure before her which only grew with every passing moment.