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TO THE STORY!

They had traveled more than 15 miles now and were coming close to the make shift camp. Rosalyn and Guinevere were leading the way through the dense forest; it was a path so small Tristan had to admit he wouldn't have found it if he hadn't known it was there.

They came to a small brook with a campfire on the opposite bank, Rosalyn climb off her horse and motioned for everyone to stay where they were. She pulled a jeweled dagger out of her boots. It had a moon carved into it that was lined with abalone shells, and a tree was carved into the mahogany wood of the handle. Rosalyn raised it over her head and walked towards the stream slowly. An arrow with a little white flower attached to the feathers landed by her feet. She motioned the others to join her.

Guinevere jumped off her horse in one quick motion, the knights seemed hesitant but when they saw the Woad people come out and greet the two women they were put at ease.

Lancelot watched as Rosalyn ran away from the group and picked up a young girl about nine or ten, and kiss her on the cheek. An old woman also stepped forward to embrace Rosalyn. Lancelot remembered that Rosalyn had said she thought of all the Woads as family, but when he saw her holding the little girl he saw more than love, he saw maternal pride. He wasn't going to worry now, but he made a note to ask about it later.

The Woads led the knights across the stream and into camp. They were fed and given clean clothes. The knights gathered together with the two women to discuss how they were going to move these people to Hadrins wall.

"Only there, can we really give them full protection" Arthur was afraid that they weren't going to be able to move, even such a small party, safely.

Rosalyn saw the look in Arthur's eyes. "Everyone here can ride well, and everyone but the oldest can bear arms. We have no choice but to go to the wall, and everyone here knows the danger on the roads."

"But what of your young we have no wagon for them, so they will have to ride with someone"

"We only have one young and she will be riding Cliste, the one tied to the tree over there" She pointed to a gorgeous black mare who was chewing on some grass beneath the tree. "Don't worry about Annabel, she knows that if she sees danger she is to hide."

"Well then it is settled. Everyone get a good nights sleep and we move in the morning."

Everyone got up to head to there beds, but Lancelot had not forgotten his note. He wanted to know if Annabel was her daughter and if so who was the father and was he still around. He followed Rosalyn over to her bed by a tree, where he so conveniently, had placed his. He was kneeling down next to her, rolling out his mat when he asked…

"… So who is Annabel?"

"My daughter" She could tell he was worried about a father, it showed on his face when she told him Annabel was hers. "By adoption, she is biologically my niece, but I think over her as a daughter, and I would protect her as one" She could see the look of relief on his face. She almost laughed at it she didn't think she had this much affect on a man and she liked it with him. "So Lancelot do you have any children?"

"Oh, of course plenty"

"Really… you have kids?"

"Yep all of Bors' kids are really mine, he just doesn't know it" He made sure the man across from him at another tree had heard him. Bors gave him a glare and a lift of his sword before falling asleep.

"So Annabel is your niece, that's would mean you had a sister."

"No a brother, he and his wife died protecting her, which is why she is so precious"

"Oh I'm sorry"

"Do you have any siblings?"

"I might, I had a sister when I left, but I may have more by now. Parents are always busy with something"

Rosalyn gave a small laugh then she watched asLancelot laid down, andshe laid down with her head on his chest. She couldn't help but think she hadn't been this close to a man since she was a teen. She remembered the other knights when they would talk about Lancelot's charm, but under all that bravado, she thought he was very sincere. She had a very peacful sleep that would lead into a urgent morning.

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