Note: Thanks for the reviews! The story is coming along as will the romance when I get to it. Sorry it's taking so long.

Meeting

Bors sat in the stable anchored by his friends. "Why'd you stop me? I could have taken them on."

"Simple, you would have ended up dead and we would have to bury you," Lancelot said.

"I could have taken them, they were young and stupid."

"But they out numbered you by ten and as good as you are I do not think you could have killed them all," Lancelot informed him.

Bors sighed, "I suppose you're right. I hate you when you make sense."

"I know, which is, most of the time."

Bors glared at him. "You better watch out or I might one day accidentally plant an arrow in your back."

"Oooo, I quiver with fear," Lancelot goaded.

"That's enough you two," Tristan said. "Bors are you going to behave?"

"Yes."

"Good, we'll get off of you them." Tristan and Gawain stood up, for it was them who sat on him to hold him down.

"You need to learn to hold your temper Bors," Tristan said.

"I can."

"Really?" Lancelot asked. "Was that how you hold your temper back there because that wasn't very good."

"I can, unless Vanora's involved."

"Bors, you remember what Arthur said. We must behave while the Roman commanders are here," Dag said.

"I know, I just can't help myself," Bors said with a grin.

The knights broke out in laughter; Bors was such a comical character. The knights settled onto bales of straw and stools and chattered among each other. They bore not liking of the new knights and counted the days to when they would all leave. "How much longer do you think the meetings will take?" Gawain asked.

"I don't know, could be days," Bors said. "You know the Romans; they take forever to make decisions."

The others nodded in agreement. The Romans always took forever on decisions. They began to talk about other random things. Liam sat with Dag and did as he always did, think about Kida. He thought aloud and Dag listened. Dag was a good listener and he liked listening to Liam's stories about home, he had good memories to remember and a family to return to, unlike himself who had no one. In five more years they would be free and go their separate ways. Dag looked forward to it as much as he hated it. He wanted to be free, but he did not want to be alone again. He did not want to loose his friends as they left on their own journeys leaving him behind.

He told no one of his fear of being alone but Liam knew and planned to take Dag with him to meet his sister and maybe even convince him to stay at their village. They were all wrapped up in their conversations that they did not notice the figure lurking in the shadows.

Kida listened to the resident knights as they laughed and joked around with each other. Liam sat and watched quietly as he always did sitting next to a small giant. She wished to have gotten him alone but she would have to wait and bid her time to reveal herself. As she watched him, she felt fear. What if he rejected her if he found out what she had to become? What if he turned her in? What if?... She did not want to think about what he might do. She prayed that he would be the same old Liam who would protect her not matter what.

Arthur listened to the general. They were retreating from Britain, slowly but they were leaving. The evacuation would be slow and gradual. First to go would be the western forts, than the eastern posts and lastly the gate fort. Arthur listened gravely; he and his knights would be the last to leave, what would be left that is. Over the next five years the posts would slowly be evacuated. First the farthest western one moving to the second one then third and fourth, followed by the farthest eastern then the three following it. Each post would leave spacing the post abandonment over the space of six months. That long and for about a year Arthur would be left alone with his knights to defend the wall alone until they could leave, he was not pleased and worried.

Liam noticed a movement in the shadows. "What's that?" he asked alerting the other knights. The knights stood up their weapons ready. "Come out, or we'll attack."

The small boy that had come with the odd commander stepped out of the shadows. "What you doing here?" Bors asked. "Not a spy are you? I don't like spies." He pulled his sword close to him and began to stroke the blade.

The lad shook his head. The knights inspected the little spy. "What you here for then?" Bors asked.

The boy shrugged and looked at the ground. Liam looked at the boy. He was a silent one. "Don't worry we won't harm you lad. Just answer our questions truthfully."

The boy just looked at the ground. "What, you dumb or something?" one of the other knights laughed. "Here look we got ourselves a retard."

The boy glared at the knight. "The only one I see is you," the boy said staring straight into the knight's eyes.

"What you say boy?" the knight asked as he stood up. "You making fun of me?"

"No, just telling the truth," the boy replied. The knight growled and lunged towards the boy. The boy dodged him and drew his sword and pressed it against his neck. "You move you die," the boy said softly.

The knights looked at the small lad. He may be small but he had skill. "Ok lad, easy now, he was only fooling," Bors said as the boy lowered his blade and let the knight up. "That's it, good lad."

The boy backed off and eyed the knights. "What's your name lad?" Liam asked. The lad looked at him and lowered his eyes.

"Kiran," was the reply.

"Well Kiran, shouldn't you be with your fellow knights?" Lancelot asked.

"No."

"Why not?" Liam asked.

"I don't like them their idiots," was the reply.

"Ok, I can understand that, but why were you spying on us?" Liam asked.

"Because of you."

"Me?"

"Yes I promised your sister to find you and see if you were well before I was taken," the boy said. At the mention of his sister, Liam looked at the boy more closely. He did not recognize him; he bore not the look that was native to his people.

"How you know my sister?"

"I met her, she was nice."

"When did you see her last?" Liam asked eagerly.

"Seven years ago but I remembered my promise and you seemed to match the description so I thought to find out your name. Who would think I'd actually find you," the boy replied.

"How was she? Was she alright?" Liam bombarded the boy with questions about Kida, hoping that the answers would ease his conscience about her. The other knights stopped him long enough to get the lad a drink and a seat before the boy answered Liam's questions.

Kida could not believe that she found Liam at last. She was startled when he called her out of her hiding place; she thought she was where no one could see her. They began to question her as if she were a spy. She was silent until one of them insulted her and stupidly she insulted back and almost started a fight. The other knights interfered and Liam questioned her. How she wished to reveal herself as Kida but the other knights were not trustful and she lied. It tore at her as she gave them Kiran as her name and pretend that she had met Kida and finding Liam was a promise she made to herself to find him. It tore at her as he looked at her excitedly and asked about her well being and she told him lies, happy lies, even though she yearned to tell him that she was Kida. She settled down and began to make up stories about meeting herself as the knights listened mesmerized by the mention of Kida. This startled her a bit, why where these strangers so interested and familiar with her? They listened intently to her lies and she tried her best to not reveal her true self.