Chapter 2:
"..." talking
'...' thinking
"Arthur I missed you so much." I told him once we had gotton far enough from my father and his solders.
"How have you been Helena?" He asked.
'my father has married me off to a snobish Prince, I have a Roman solder who won't leave me alone, and I almost got killed today." "Fine." I replied smileing. I heard a laugh from behind me, I knew that laugh. I turned around and glared at Capis, when he still laughed I fingered the dagger that was at my side. I smiled when his eyes went wide and he gulped.
"Scareing off one of your many suiters?" Arthur asked smileing. I turned back around in the sadle and roled my eyes at my bestfriend.
"Arthur, I don't want to be married." I said in a low voice. "At least not because it's the wright thing to do, I want to marry for love."
"You will one day Lena, you just have to wait." He said using my nick name.
"So Arthur, how do you like being a commander?" I asked changeing the topic.
"It's ok, I mean obviously I don't enjoy trying to be killed on a daily basis." He said with a shrug of his shoulders.
"And what are we for? amusement." I turned my head and saw a curly hair man with dark eyes ride up beside me, he had a smirk on his face. I tried to hold back my laughter but found it very hard to do.
"Yea Arthur, we don't go out there to just look pretty." Said the youngest of the Knights.
"I'm Lancelot." The man next to me said. "That's Galahad, Gawain, Bors, Dagonet, and are silent scout Tristan." I smiled at hearing Tristan's name, he was everything that I had heard about, and more. Arthur's dark and mysterious Knight. I looked up to see that we were close to the wall and would be there in about an hour.
'I can't belive that I traveled to Britain to get away from Rome and now I get to be surounded by more of the pigs.' I heard the solders laughing again. 'That's it, dead men walking.' I grabed the dagger at my side, turned before any of the solders had time to blink and threw it, it landed right above Capis head and lodged itself in my fathers carriage. Capis turned deathly pale and looked like he was about to pass out. I turned around and noticed that all the Knights and Arthur were stareing at me.
"What?" I asked with both of my eyebrows raised.
"That was amazing." Gawain said dumbfounded.
"I don't think I ever saw a woman throw a dager like that before." Lancelot mused.
"And a Roman woman for that matter." Galahad smileing at me.
"Who taught you to fight?" Tristan asked me. I was pretty shocked to say the least, it was the first thing that I had heard the silent Knight say all day, and it was adressed at me none-the-less.
"I taught myself, my father hated that I fought when I should have been more interrested in dolls. I could fight by the time I was fifeteen winters." Tristan nodded and continued to stare out into space. We soon intered the wall, the Knights went in two at a time, when I was in the small area I jumped off the horse and stood next to my father.
"Bishop my chambers had been made up for you." Arthur said comeing toward us.
"Yes, I must rest."
'yea i'm sure rideing in the carriage has made you real tired' I roled my eyes when he turned around and walked to Arthurs rooms. I walked over to the front of the carriage where my horse, Athena, was tied to and began to stroke her neck.
"I'm sorry you had to pull this bloody carriage around all day." I wispered to her. She was a strong horse and my father usally had her pulling the carriage, and sence he wouldn't let me ride I couldn't protest. I took the reins and saddle off her and patted her back and made sure she was alright. An arm looped around my waist and pulled me closer to a hard chest.
"That wasen't very nice." The voice wispered in my ear.
"What do you want Capis?" I could barley keep my anger down and wished I still had my dagger. I didn't wait for his answer, I elbowed him and steped on his foot. Instantly he let go of me and fell to the ground, wrapping his arms around his middle. I smirked and walked Athena away from him and stood next to Arthur. A man came up to me and smiled kindly.
"Lady, may I take your horse?" I looke up to Arthur to make sure the man could be trusted. Arthur smiled and nodded. I smiled at the man and thanked him. I turned around and saw the fort buzzing with activity. A woman with long red hair slaped Bors, who just grined and kissed her. I smiled, that must be Vanora, Bors tempermental lover and mother of his eleven children that I heard so much about. I also saw a woman gushing over Capis, who was still laying on the ground.
"Pig." I muttered in latin. Arthur turned to me with an eyebrow raised.
"Your not haveing a good day are you?" He asked, trying to hide his amusent.
"This is not funny." I said with a bit of amusement in my eyes. He was luck I didn't have a dagger with me. Arthur held out his arm to me and I gladly took it. He walked me up a few steps and urned down a long hallway. When we reached the last door on the left he opened the door and steped back to let me in. The room was not done in Roman style, which I was glad about. There was a four poster bed in the middle of the room, a full length mirror in the othere corner, there was a large window on the wall faceing the bed, and a large fur rug in the middle of the room. I turned to Arthur and stood on my tiptoes, and kissed his cheek lightly. "Thank you Arthur." He smiled and blushed slightly. He bowed and closed the door as he left. I walked over to the large bed and layed down, sleep over takeing me as soon as my head hit the pillow. My dreams were filled with a dark and mysterious Knight.