Tamari slowed down to a walk and Tristan caught up to her.
"Where are we going?" Tristan asked impatiently.
"You probably didn't know this but this is my home town. I lived here until I was twelve then my parents were captured by woads and that's when I decided I wanted to be a knight. Anyway when my parents were captured the only thing that comforted me was that tree out there. You see it?" Tamari asked. Tristan nodded and see continued her speech. "I use to sit in that tree for hours just thinking and talking to my self." They reached the tree and Tristan could see tears in Tamari's eyes as she climbed up to the first branch. Tristan followed her. They both found comfy spots and just sat there in silence.
"How old are you Tristan?" Tamari asked.
"Eighteen, why?" He replied
"Just wondering, you act so much older then you are."
"When are we leaving?"
"Umm sometime in the morning we only have a hundred miles or so left to go. It shouldn't take long," Tamari answered.
"Do you know exactly where were going?"
"Were going to Rome my friend," Tamari saw Tristan's face light up when he heard the word Rome. She shuffled over beside him, put her head on his muscular shoulder and closed her eyes.
Arthur smiled as he watched his friends in the tree.
"They do make a cute couple don't they?" The voice alarmed him and he turned to see Lancelot laughing at him. "You are a snoop,"
"I'm just making sure my knights are okay," Arthur defended himself.
"If they can fight in battles surely they can climb a tree without needing supervision." Lancelot once again chuckled at his nosy friend. Even though Lancelot and Arthur disagreed about everything they had managed to remain friends all this time. Lancelot respected Arthur's decisions even if he didn't agree with them, and Arthur learned to deal with Lancelot's stubbornness.
"How come you left the tavern?" Lancelot questioned.
"Oh I didn't feel like getting drunk tonight," Arthur joked.
"Too bad Galahad and Gawain didn't have that same common sense," Bors surprised the knights as he walked towards them supporting the drunk Galahad and Gawain under each of his arms.
"It's a pity ain't it," Galahad mumbled. All three of the sensible knights laughed and Lancelot lightened the load for Bors and grabbed Gawain from him.
"Owwwwww!" Gawain screamed as Lancelot grabbed him.
"Sorry Gawain I forgot about your injury," Lancelot apologized to the drunk knight. "Let's get them to their rooms."
"Here let me help you," Arthur said as he took one of Gawain's arms and wrapped it around his shoulder. Chuckling to themselves they walked towards where they were staying.