The girls were exhausted from their long journey so they slept well, even on the hard ground. At dawn Mal opened her eyes only to find a pair of blue eyes looking at her; she screamed and slapped him hard in the face. The man fell backwards, laughing. The knights were awake within seconds at the sound of the scream, but Violette opened her eyes slowly to see a curious knight sitting in front of Mal before rolling back over, ignoring her friend's distress.

"I'm sorry to have startled you, but I am rather curious about you and your friend; I'm Gawain," the man introduced himself and smiled at Mal.

Mal looked at the man in front of her and she liked what she saw. He was tall and had shaggy blond hair with a light beard. Mal smiled at the knight as he walked to get ready to leave. It took only moments for the knights to prepare and then Arthur walked over to the girls, who were still lying on the ground. He bent down and said, "Ladies, we are leaving, but we would enjoy your company."

Violette was being shaken violently by Mal, and groggily she sat up. Mal began to pack their own things, when Gawain atop his horse came up to her; she looked at the horse and beamed, "It's so pretty!"

Gawain replied, "Well, would you like to ride with me then?"

"Yeah!" At that, Gawain pulled her up onto his lap and she petted the horse ecstatic about the upcoming journey.

"What are you doing?' Violette yelled from her bedroll, "We're not going with them!"

"Why not! What else are we going to do?" Mal asked her friend.

Violette looked from her friend to the horse and thought, 'I've always wanted to ride a horsey.' She bit her lip, flustered over this decision. "Your right, for once, what else can we do?" Violette sighed to her friend and then felt strong arms lift her up; she turned her head to see Galahad walking towards a horse.

"Excuse me, but what if I wanted to ride with one of the other knights?" Violette questioned.

Galahad looked down at Violette, cradled in his arms, and simply said, "No."

Violette opened her mouth, but Galahad interrupted, "Look over to Lancelot; he's livid because Gawain took Mal, would you rather ride with him?"

She directed her eyes towards Lancelot who was sitting on his horse sending death glares towards Gawain and looking longingly at Mal. Galahad set her down for a moment as he prepared his horse and Lancelot galloped over, "Would you like to ride with me?"

Violette glanced up and saw Galahad stiffen at her side, she replied, "No, I want to ride with Galahad and just so you know, Mal won't get jealous if you use me" Galahad relaxed and when she saw his face, she blushed; he had such a fierce smile and was full of pride. Lancelot trotted off as he heard Mal laugh, while Galahad sat Violette on the horse.

Violette insisted on riding side saddle, after all she was wearing a skirt, but Mal enjoyed the ride and seemed to get along very well with Gawain, much to Lancelot's dismay. As they rode along Lancelot's mood worsened, he was irritated beyond belief and Mal was oblivious to it all. They entered a forested area and the horses were forced to slow, Lancelot was directly behind Gawain and his face implied a devilish plan.

As the path widened they were able to move more leisurely, when Lancelot hit Gawain's horse hard in the rump, and then he swiftly fell to the back of the end of the column. The horse reared knocking both Gawain and Mal off, they landed hard on the ground; Violette was about to ask if Mal was okay, when Galahad put a finger to her lips. Lancelot jumped off his horse and ran to Mal; he bent down and brought her to her feet, saying, "This is what happens, Gawain, when you can't control your horse!"

Gawain leaped to his feet and looked as though he was ready to pounce on Lancelot when Mal kissed Lancelot on the cheek whispering, "Is the poor princess jealous?"

Everyone laughed, expect Lancelot who seemed hurt, he sauntered back to his horse and mounted it. Mal quickly ran after him and gazed at the horse before saying, "Lancy, how the hell do I get up there?"

Lancelot looked down and lifted her up; with the normal smug look on his face, they rode ahead directly in front of Gawain, who was looking curiously at Violette; he winked and she shifted a little closer to Galahad. Gawain chuckled and began talking to Arthur about stopping at a nearby village, "They need clothes, Arthur, or people are bound to question us. Look at them, Mal is wearing men's clothes and…I'm not really sure what the other one is wearing," he gestured in Violette's direction.

"There is a village just up ahead, I shall go and get some clothing for the ladies." Lancelot suggested, but Violette instantly protested, "I don't trust Lancelot dress me appropriately!"

No one argued Violette's statement, but Tristan declared, "Then Galahad should go; you trust him enough."

"With what coin will we buy them clothing?" Arthur announced.

Violette looked around and realized they had no money, so she inquired, "How would one make…coin here?" Lancelot opened his mouth and Violette continued, "Without whoring ourselves, Lancelot!"

"Entertaining!" Lancelot declared, "Perhaps, oh…how about a…song, Galahad?"

Everyone glanced over to Galahad, who's face was white and he swallowed hard before answering, "Oh no you don't Lancelot, I'm NOT SINGING!"

Violette peered up into Galahad's face and stated, "We would be safer if we were not so obvious, please Galahad?" She put on her best 'puppy-dog look', and Galahad grumbled, "Oh, bloody hell!"

Galahad set Violette on the ground and he rode towards the path, he turned around and demanded, "You mustn't watch!" After they all shook their heads he headed forwards to the village. As he rode down the path he announced, "I am a knight in need of some coin," he gracefully jumped off his horse and bowed low to the ground before continuing, "and so I shall sing for you!"

A crowd gathered around and naturally the knights moved closer, but kept hidden in the forest. Galahad took a deep breath and began to sing; he sang about a stable boy falling in love with a princess and Mal murmured, "Wow, he's pretty good...hey Lancelot; can you sing?"

The knights chuckled and began dismounting; talking amongst themselves, but Violette could not tear her eyes away from Galahad. When he finished the song he introduced himself, "Tell all you know, far and wide, a knight has sung for you!" He picked up the coins and walked into the closest building.

"So, Vi, are you in love yet?" Mal walked over to her friend.

Violette's gaze was in the distance and she didn't reply, so Mal went back over to the knights, who were joking about Galahad's song.

When Galahad returned he had four bundles wrapped in his arms and a small leather pouch tied to his belt that jingled with change. He handed Mal a plain peasant gown and leather breeches then walked over to Violette, who complemented, "You have a wonderful voice Galahad, thank you," She stood on tip-toes and kissed him gently on the cheek. She took the clothes and wander off to change.

All the knights turned to Mal who was examining the dress, "Is there a problem, Mary?" Arthur asked.

Mal glared at him, before stalking off in the direction Violette went.

"Vio?" Mal called out as she walked further into the forest.

Violette stepped out from behind a tree already in the dress, "It's a bit showy," the dress dipped in the front showing off more cleavage then Violette was comfortable with.

"Here," Mal handed her the dress Galahad gave her. Violette smiled her appreciation, going behind the tree again. "Well, now we know he's interested in more then your wonderful personality."

"Oh shut up," Violette threw the dress at Mal, "Lancelot is going to flip when he sees you in that dress, Gawain too."

"What can I say, I'm a knight magnet," both girls laughed as they walked back to the knights.

They came out of the forest and just as Violette predicted, both Lancelot and Gawain's jaws dropped at the sight of Mal in the revealing dress. Violette looked over to Galahad who had a somewhat disappointed look on his face and she smiled ruefully. Mal walked over to Arthur and said, "Hey, Arty, I really don't trust those two right now," she nodded her head in the direction of Lancelot and Gawain, "so can I ride with you?"

Arthur stood; jaw tight and eyes glued to the forest canopy; determined not to look at Mal, while Tristan rode up beside her and hoisted her up onto his horse, "You're welcome to ride with me." He winked.

Lancelot and Gawain rode close on either side of Tristan; Mal sat back and enjoyed the attention; while Violette walked over to Galahad and said, "I thought you would be a gentleman picking out the dresses;" Galahad's eyes were downcast and Violette went on, "but I suppose, you'll be a man first and foremost!" She smiled and asked, "Well, what do you think? How does it look?"

Galahad removed his eyes from the ground and looked at Violette dressed in the fitting brown gown, there were ties from the waist to the chest, which made it look like a corset. Galahad looked up and down; smiling he announced, "You look wonderful!" He placed his hands on her hips and stood there looking at her; Violette squirmed uncomfortably, when a shoe hit him in the head. Mal grinned atop Tristan's horse, "Come on Romeo, let's get going!"

Galahad rubbed his head and leaped up on to his horse, pulling Violette up with him. They began again on their journey towards the wall and as night fell they continued ride.

Violette had fallen asleep not long after they had stopped by the village, unfortunately for Mal that had been hours ago.

"Lancelot, are you ever going to get bored of looking at my breasts?" Mal gave him a tired look.

Lancelot put on an innocent face claiming, "I would never violate a woman's privacy like that."

"Oh of course not, we can leave that to Galahad," Mal shouted to the man riding ahead of them.

"I would never do something like that!" he gave her a shocked look, falling back in the line to ride on Tristan's other side.

"Oh yeah! Well so far, you've peeked on me while I was changing, and you bought a skimpy dress for…what's her face," Mal made a hand gesture towards her sleeping friend, who just seemed to snuggle in closer to her prince charming.

Galahad was opening his mouth to defend himself when Violette wrapped her arms about his waist; his face instantly flushed red. Lancelot began cheering silently, he teased, "Go Galahad!"

Bors and Tristan joined in with the teasing, so Galahad rode ahead of them, his face was no longer visible, but his ears were a bright crimson.

Mal wondered, "How much farther is the damn wall?"

Arthur responded, "Good question, perhaps Tristan could keep his hands off you long enough to ride ahead and find out!"

Lancelot was immediately beside Tristan, with arms wide, like a child expecting a toy. Tristan mumbled something under his breath and then handed Mal into Lancelot's open arms. Mal looked questioningly at the expected joy in Lancelot's face, but she simply decided to try and sleep. She made herself comfortable and fell asleep.