I hope you all enjoy this chapter. I skipped then dinner scene hope you dont mind. Please continue to R&R I really appreciate it. Thanks again and I hope you enjoy.

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"Dinner was delicious."Lillian sighed joyfully as he held her hand in his as they walked along the wall. The sun had set while they had been at dinner and now the dark sky was dotted with stars that twinkled brightly as though to say hello to the two. The moon hung high above them, casting its shadow down on all in its path. Looking around her she watched as children hurried home, laughing as they went. Reaching out she placed her free hand on the bricks that lined the enormous wall, tracing them as she went. Looking over she looked in the warm, welcoming eyes of the man beside her. "I reallt had a fun time." His face smiled back but his eyes did not agree.

"Lancelot is there something troubling you? You have been awfully quiet since dinner ended." Lillian asked slowing their pace till they came to a stop. Turning ever slightly she faced him. "Was it something Arthur said?" she added curiously. Looking taken back by the question the knight fidgeted slightly. "I am sorry. I didnt mean to pry, your business is your own after all. I just noticed that part way through the celebration dinner you and Arthur went off on your own for a while. I just figured something was said." she said trying to reason her questioning of the situation.

"There is no need to apologize. No. I assure you it was nothing that Arthur said." Lancelot managed to smile, this time the look faded into his eyes. "I was just thinking and Arthur lended an ear. Helped me to work some things out."

"What were you thinking about?" she enquired. A gust of wind raced through her hair, lifting it from her shoulders and back as it danced in the breeze. Bringing her hands up she sought to tame the dark strands that whipped around her.

"What I shall do now that I am free of Rome." Lancelot answered shuffling them farthur to the bricks that lined the wall so that a Roman guard could pass. Leaning forward on his arms he faced the world outside the wall. The lands that the wall cut off from them.

In her heart she felt a twinge of uncertainty for her own future. "And what have you decided to do?" she asked softly, leaning back against the wall so that she faced the village behind it.

"This wall has been my home for 15 years now Lillian. 15 years of war, of losing those close to me. I can hardly remember the life before this. I was a child when I came, we all were but now, now we are grown men. Men who have killed others, there are nightmares here that I hope I shall one day forget." Lancelot said quietly.

"Believe me when I say this, you do not want to forget those you have lost. Those that cared for you. There is no life worth living if you have to forget them, this place, this life. It makes you who you are." she spoke up earnestly. "Take it from someone with experience." she added. A forced smile came to her face. "So I ask you again, what do you want to do now that you are free from Rome?"

Taking a moment he closed his eyes and tried to see the future he longed for. Green grass, blue sky was all that came at first when he heard the last reminents of children laughter from down below. "I hope to find some measure of peace with my remaining years. Leave these many years of war behind me. Take a wife I suppose, have children." Lancelot murmured, his eyes still looking to the world outside. To the freedom that long awaited him.

"You suppose?" Lillian asked curiously, eyeing the man beside her. "Do you not wish to have someone to share your life with. To have your sons?" trying hard to make her voice sound cheerful so that it may lighten the knights somber mood.

Tearing his eyes from the world beyond he looked to figure of the woman beside him. Remembering the conversation with Arthur his mood lightened and, seeing his oppurtunity he decided to have some fun.

"Well it all depends on if I find the right woman or not." he announced, a sly grin lighting his face. 'How beautiful she looks.' he thought as the light of the moon cast down upon her. Like an unwordly angel. If someone would have approached him to tell him how he would care for her now he would not have believed them. Yes she bore new scares and yes she had new fears but, when he looked to her, she was still Lillian and that was all that mattered to him now. "When I find her I would settle down with her, marry her, have sons. Hopefully they would be as strong as I. Daughters, I believe I would like to have a daughter, with the beauty of her mother. I would live where ever she wanted to settle down at. Anywhere, as long as we're happy together." He added straightening his posture so that he now stood towering over her. "And what would your plans be?" he asked, the sly grin still evident on his face as he tried vainly to sound sincere in his question.

Noticing the underlying tone of his voice and the look in his eyes she thought him to be joking. That he was hidding something from her, something to get him to act so.

"Well..." she finally managed to answer after a moment to think. Taking her eyes briefly away from the Sarmatian before her. 'You wish to play do you. Very well. Lets play.' she thought. "I would like to live some place out there that I could call home. Some place to raise children."

"And what of a husband?" he asked, rather amused at her response.

"I dont know. Like you I guess." Looking to the night sky as she spoke, she thought of what else she could say. "Well...I guess I could see myself with a man who is tall, dark and handsome. You know, the kind of man that is every girls dream." she sighed smiling. Out of the corner of her eye she him place his broad shoulders further back and she noticed him standing up straighteras she spoke. Muffling a laugh she thought of what else to say. "Perhaps...perhaps someone in the military, somone strong."

With every word she spoke the smile that lined his face grew wider.

'Now its my turn.' she thought as she struggeled not to smile.

"Do me a favor Lancelot. If you find anyone fitting that discription would you mind sending him my way." she added innocently, hoping to give him a taste of his own medicine. Rising she proceeded to walk away, leaving the stunned knight behind, but not until she saw the look on his face drop. Rather pleased at his reaction she started to leave but was stopped short as a strong hand grabbed her arm, causing her to spin back around. Placing his hands on her shoulders he ran his fingers down to hers until he held them gently in his own. Now facing the outside world she looked up to the knight. His brown eyes piercing hers.

"So..." he asked quietly as he cleared his throat. Taking a moment to gather his thoughts he looked down then back to her. "Where shall we raise our children?" he finished taking a moment to brush stray hair behind her ears. Her heart jumped as he said the words and she found herself unable to speak for several seconds.

"Excuse me?" she asked trying to find her voice.

"Where shall we raise our children?" he stated again laughing lightly at her reaction.

"Is that a proposal sir knight?" she finally managed to ask, the suprise she felt lacing her voice.

"I guess it is." He answered lowering his eyes from her stare, laughing as he looked to their intertwined hands. "We can take it as slow as you like. As slow as you need." he added hoping not to scare her away. He saw as her eyes started to wonder around them as if the answer she serached for lay hidden around them. The smile that he saw start to appear on her face began to fade just as quickly.

Curiousity hung with her as her eyes tried to peer through the darkness until the large mass started to become clearer. The pale light of the moon lit them up and only then did her curiousity change to fear as a chill raced up her spine.