Chapter 16

Lyndsey awoke the next day to shouting. She jumped off of the ground and ran to find Lucan in the hands of Marius and Dagonet fending off the guards. Lyndsey went to help Lucan but found a sword pointed at her throat. She looked up to see the guard that had smacked her before, grinning at her. She knew she couldn't do anything without being killed. She started thinking of what to do. She remembered the dagger sheathed onto her calf. She waited for the right moment, when the guard had looked away. She removed her dagger in a flash and sliced it across the guard's throat. Soon, two more guards were after her and she threw one dagger at one, hitting right in the forehead, and grabbed a bow and arrow off of the ground and pointed it at the other. He stopped dead in his tracks.

"Move and I will kill you." She snarled.

"I have the boy!" Marius shouted.

Out of nowhere, an arrow came flying and landed right in Marius' chest, killing him instantly. Lyndsey didn't chance looking behind her, but she knew who it was. Guinevere came walking out from behind the carriage and stood right next to Lyndsey. Both had arrows pointed at the guards. Lancelot and Arthur came up right behind them.

"Your hands seem to be better." Said Lancelot with a smirk.

Guinevere just gave him a look. She looked to Lyndsey and they both shot their arrows at the feet of the guards, warning them not to move.

"Artorius!" cried Bors charging up on his horse. "Do we have a problem? Huh?"

"You have a choice. You help or you die." Said Arthur. The guards dropped their swords just as Tristan came riding into camp.

"How many did you kill?" asked Bors.

"Four." Said Tristan.

"Not a bad start to the day!" Bors laughed.

Tristan dropped a crossbow at Arthur's feet. "Armor-piercing. They're close. We have no time."

"You ride ahead." Said Arthur. Tristan looked over and found Lyndsey with a bow in her hands. He gave her a questioning look and she just smiled. He nodded his head and took off, once again, scouting.


The caravans of people were traveling through the forest. Arthur was talking to Alecto, and was dealt the biggest blow of his life. Finding out that his mentor was killed by none other than the bishop that was ordering them to do this mission.

They rode up to a frozen lake. Lyndsey was shocked. There was no way that she was gonna be able to walk across a lake, let alone an entire village.

"Is there any other way?" asked Arthur. Obviously he had the same thoughts as Lyndsey.

"No. We have to cross the ice." Replied Tristan.

"Get them all out of the carriages. Tell them to spread out."

Jols rode back to the villagers and instructed them of what to do. The knights dismounted and started to walk slowly across the ice. They were half way across when the ice started cracking, and drums were heard off on the distance. Arthur turned to his knights and looked at each one of them.

"Knights?"

"Well, I'm tired of running. And these Saxons are so close behind my ass is hurtin'." Said Bors.

"Never liked looking over my shoulder anyway." Said Tristan as he looked to Lyndsey. Lyndsey just shrugged and nodded.

"Why not." She said.

"Be a pleasure to put an end to this racket."

"And finally get a look at the bastards."

"Here. Now."

Lancelot just shrugged and Arthur ordered Jols to take the horses. Everyone got there bows and weapons off of their horses.

"Ganis, I need you to lead the people. The main Saxon army is inland, so if you track the coastline till you're well south of the wall, you'll be safe." Said Arthur.

"But you're eight against 200?" said Ganis.

"Nine. You could use another bow." Said Guinevere as she strode over to get a bow.

Ganis still tried to stay but Arthur wouldn't let him. Finally the caravan was moving again, and it was just the nine people who had stayed to fight, lined up in a row. They waited for the Saxons to come.

"You alright?" asked Tristan when he saw how pale Lyndsey was.

"Yes. I'm fine." She said without looking at him, for if she did, he would be able to tell that something was wrong. Tristan turned his attention back to the ice after one last glance at Lyndsey. The Saxons came around the bend and everyone started to get nervous.

"Hold until I give the command." Said Arthur.

"You look frightened. There's a large number of lonely men out there." Said Lancelot jokingly.

Guinevere just smiled. "Don't worry I won't let them rape you."

Lyndsey just laughed. It wasn't every day that Lancelot was shot down by a woman, other than herself.

An archer from the Saxon army tried and failed miserably to hit them.

"I believe they're waiting for an invitation. Bors, Tristan, Lyndsey." Said Arthur.

"With pleasure." Lyndsey smiled.

"They're far out of range." Said Guinevere sounding like she new everything.

They pulled back on their bows, and let lose four arrows each. Every single one made their target. Lyndsey and Arthur looked to Guinevere at the same time

"What was that again?" Lyndsey asked with a smile. Guinevere just looked away with a scowl on her face.

The Saxons began marching across the ice.

"Aim for the wings of the ranks. Make them cluster."

Everyone pulled back on their bows, and let loose their arrows, making contact with a Saxon. Arrow after arrow was let loose and many Saxons were killed. The ice wasn't going to break no matter what.

"It's not gonna break. Back. Fall back. Prepare for combat."

Everyone pulled out their weapons awaiting the oncoming battle. Lyndsey looked over to see Dagonet getting antsy. She knew what he was thinking.

"No." she whispered. Just then Dagonet picks up his sword and charges out onto the ice. Lyndsey pick up her bow, slings her bag of arrows across her back and runs after him.

"Dag!" cried Bors.

"Lyndsey! Stop!" cried Tristan.

Lyndsey didn't listen. She wasn't gonna let Dagonet die. As she ran out, she began letting loose arrow after arrow. So far, all was well, until Dagonet got hit, and Lyndsey let her guard down for a second. She was shot in the arm and one arrow sliced across her leg. She didn't give up though. She got even angrier and was firing arrows at an impeccable speed. Dagonet finally got the ice to break, but soon fell in because of his wounds. She went after him, and tried to drag him out of the water. She fell in but was retrieved by Arthur. As he pulled her out, she pulled Dagonet along with her. They both drug him back, with help from the others. Lyndsey felt like she was going to pass out from the cold, and from her wounds. She glanced one last look at the Saxons, and let one go. It killed the man right next to the leader. She looked to see Dagonet lying on the ground, within an inch of his life. She broke down, knowing that he wasn't going to make it. 'Maybe if I was quicker, I could have saved him.' She berated herself. She bent down to Dagonet, forgetting her wounds, and prepared to save Dagonet. Dagonet had taught her the ways of medicine, and right now, she was thankful for it. She removed the arrows and began to cleanse the wounds. It wasn't a great job, but it would do for now. She slowly stood up, but was consumed to darkness.


Lyndsey awoke withmany furs piled on top of her. She knew she was in the wagon and was glad. She couldn't move her arm, or her leg, and she had an enormous headache. She snuggled back into the covers enjoying the warmth. She then felt something licking her face. She looked out of the blankets to see Leena sitting on her, waiting for her to wake up. Through thick and thin, Leena would always be there when she would wake up.

"Hi, baby. How are you?" she said in a coddling tone to the cat. The cat just meowed and made her way into Lyndsey's arms. They both lay and fell asleep.

Lyndsey woke again to arms lifting her up. She looked up to see Tristan picking her out of the carriage. She looked around once she was outside and saw the knights looking sullen. She knew something happened.

"What's the matter?" she asked Tristan while she was still in his arms. He looked down to her with a saddened look upon his face.

"Dagonet, may not make it. He's still unconscious and he has a fever." He replied. She looked over to see the knights waiting for the bishop to give them their papers. She saw the bishop eyeing her and snuggled deeper into Tristan's arms.

Lancelot walked by and Lyndsey took Tristan's papers for him. He carried her to their room, and layed her down, where she immediately went to sleep. Tristan went to get the healer, notprepared forwhat he would find out.