Chapter 2
"Please just leave me alone. I never did anything to you. Please leave me be."
"Afraid we can't do that darling."
Lyndsey woke with a start. It took her a minute to get her bearings. As she did she felt arms tighten around her. She immediately began to panic, thinking it was the men who had hurt her. She began to struggle and the arms tightened. She heard soothing words flow into her ear, and she began to relax. She soon fell back asleep in the warmth of the arms wrapped around her.
Tristan awoke with Lyndsey struggling against him. He didn't know what to do to try and calm her. He would have gotten hurt if he didn't. He did the only thing he new, talk soothingly to her, like he did to his hawk, Mya. She soon relaxed and fell back asleep.
He wondered what plagued her mind. He knew somewhat of what happened, but not enough to fully understand. What did she do to deserve such treatment? There was only one way to find out. Until then, he would enjoy the peace of sleeping next to an angel.
Tristan awoke with the sun. He gently slid Lyndsey out of his arms and lay her back down. He watched her until she slowly began to wake.
Lyndsey woke with the sun shining on her face. Never had she felt this good about waking up.Something in her mind was telling her to get up and enjoy everything around her. As she opened her eyes she noticed the man sitting next to her. It was the same man that had sat with her the previous night. He looked even more mysterious during the day. Watching his face was a puzzle, and Lyndsey wanted to figure it out.
"How are you feeling this morning?" asked Tristan.
"Better." She said, wary of the man that stood in front of her.
"Good. I will go get Dagonet so he may check on you."
"Wait." cried Lyndsey. Tristan turned to face her. Seeing the panic in hereyes made him realize that she didn't know where she was or who he was for that matter. For all she new she could have still been with the men that hurt her.
"Don't worry. I will be right back. You have nothing to fear here."
"Where am I?" she asked.
"Hadrians Wall." replied Tristan.
Lyndsey sat dumbfounded. Hadrians Wall? No that couldn't be. That would mean she was in the Dark Ages. How did that happen?
"Whats your name?" she asked.
"Tristan."
"Lyndsey." She didn't know why she told him that, but she felt like she could tell him anything.
"I will be right back." At that, Tristan left to fetch Dagonet.
As Lyndsey sat and wait for the knights to return, she began to ponder what happened. She had no idea how she had gotten here, if it was all real or just a dream. She was so confused. Deep inside she wished it was real, but then again, how many times do you hear of people getting sent back into time. Of course you don't hear about it because that person is gone and never comes back, so you don't know.
All of these thoughts were going through her head as Tristan and Dagonet entered the room. She didn't notice until Tristan lightly touched her shoulder, as to not startle her.
As she looked up she noticed a big giant man with a scar running down his face. She knew this had to be Dagonet. Deadly in battle, but a heart of gold. She instantly liked him and knew he would be a great friend. If things ever got that far.
"How are youfeeling this morning m'lady?" asked Dagonet.
"Well, thank you." replied Lyndsey.
"I am here to check your wounds if you don't mind."
"No not at all."
Dagonet then sat next to her and began examining her. She felt a little uncomfortable and didn't know why. When she looked over at Tristan, she met his penetrating gaze. It seemed like he was trying to read her. He stood against the wall, arms crossed, braids of hair covering his face and tattoos. He looked down right scary, but Lyndsey didn't feel scared at all. She felt herself blush underneath his penetrating glare. At this, she thought she saw a slight smirk creep onto the knights face, but was gone instantly. 'Probably doesn't smile much,' Lyndsey thought to herself.
"M'lady I must leave you." Said Tristan. He saw the panic run through her eyes. "I will be back later. If there is anything you need, please don't hesitate to ask the knights. They will be more than happy to help you."
Tristan had never said that much in his life, and he never said anything that sounded so sincere. Dagonet looked at him with a look in his eyes saying 'Your goin soft.' Tristan ignored it and walked towards Lyndsey. He took her hand in his and lightly kissed it. Making her blush even more. By now, Lyndsey must have looked like a tomato. But she didn't care. This man was actually kissing her hand. 'How many men do that back home?' 'None.'
"Thank you." She replied.
Tristan walked to the door, he paused momentarily to glance back at Lyndsey. He saw her staring at him. He couldn't tell, but he saw something in her eyes that could be mistaken for love? No, its to soon. She wouldn't love me. Tristan didn't know where all of these thoughts were coming from. He shook his head, gave her a small smile, and left.
Lyndsey didn't know why she stared after him but she couldn't help herself. When he left she felt a pang in her stomach. She fought it off saying it was just hunger, but in all reality, she was falling for this mysterious knight. Hopefully he would be there to catch her as she fell.
