Chapter 7:
"..." Talking
'...' thinking
I turned around from the house and saw Tristan talking to Arthur while mounting his horse. My curiousness getting the best of me, I walked over and patted his horses neck loveinly and looked up to Tristan.
"Where are you hedded good scout?" I asked with a smile on my face.
"Scouting," He answered and trotted away from the estate, calling over his shoulder, "Try not to kill anybody. Least till I get back," He called back as an afterthought.
"Jealous," I called out after him. At the odd looks I was getting from the Knights and most of the towns folk I said, "Take a picture, it will last longer." I walked over to my horse and gave her a few of the scraps from brekfast that mornning and talked softly to her.
"What should Tristan be jealous of?" Lancelot asked comming to stand next to me and giving me his world famous smirk.
"Wouldn't you like to no?" I smirked and watched as he glared slightly at me.
"Flirt," He smirked.
"Womenizer," I shot back and smiled and laughed when he only glared at me and stocked off. I turned around and sighed, half of the people were going to acompany us back to the wall.
'Arthur, what am I going to do with you?" I turned at the sound of a horse and saw Tristan coming back on his horse and ride up to Arthur. 'What's he doing back so soon?' I walked over to them and heard Tristan say,
"Then well never make it." I was about to ask what he was talking about but the sound of Saxon Drums in the distans answered it for me. I had not forgotton about the Saxons but had hoped that everybody was safe by then. The snow fell harder and I wrapped my cloak tighter around my body and looked around to see if everybody was ready to leave. I turned toward the stone building that was being walled up by a couple of monks. My curiouness was boosted when the guards ordered them to speed it up. 'Arthur, your rubbing off on me.' I sighed and drew my sword out and walked over to the building.
"Move." I said to the solders, clearly iratated.
"Move." I turned to see Arthur coming behind me with his sword drawn too. "Move." He said louder when they still stood there. "Move!" He finally yelled and they back up slowly, only to be met by Lancelot's horse behind them. "What is this?" He pointed toward the building.
"You cannot go in there. No one goes in there. This place is forbidden." One of the monks said. I pointed my sword at them and they stepped away from the building.
"What are you doing? Stop this!" Marius yelled, walking towered us. Bors moved his horse to block him.
"Arthur, we have no time." Lancelot told him.
"Do you not hear the drums?" Galahd asked.
"Dagonet." Arthur motioned towered the door. Grabbing his ax Dagonet quickly and effortlessly smashed the bricks, blocking the door.
"Key?" Arthur asked one of the guards.
"It is locked. From the inside" Arthur nodded his head and Dagonet quickly kicked the door down. I followed Arthur, Dagonet and Lancelot down into the building with Gawain behind me with the two monnks. As soon as I was inside I brought the cloak up to shild my nose from the smell of decaying bodies.
"Exaudi orationem meam. Exaudi orationem meam. In nomine Dei Patris omnipotenits et in vetute Spiritus sancti." I heard someone pray at the bottom of the steps. "Who ar these defilers of the Lord's temple?"
'Great,' I thought with a role of my eyes 'Just what we need, more crazy monks.' Lancelot quickly pushed the man aside and stared disbelieving at the cells of decaying bodies. As I passed the monk I glared dagers at him. There were bodies of as small children to ageing adults.
"The work of you god. Is this how he answers you prayers?" Lancelot glared slightly at Arthur.
"Lancelot, don't start," I said as I looked sadly at all the people who would never see the ouside world again. "It's not his fault." In truth I felt as it was my fault. I had visted here not but a month ago and I didn't even think to ask about this place or try to figure out what it was being usesd for.
"See if there's any still alive." Arthur told everybody. I walked over to a row of celles and began opening the tops to check for any survivors.
"How dare you set foot in this holy place?" The monk from ouside tried to remove Lancelot but was quickly met with one of his twin blades being shoved into his torso.
"There was a man of God."
"Not my god!" he hollared back.
"This one's dead.
"By the smell, they are all dead," Gawain said. And you. You even move, you join him." He motioned to the dead monk on the ground. I opened a cell and fould a small girl at the bottom and carefully pulled her out.
"Your safe, I promise," She nodded and I smiled at her. Her black locks, thow covered in dirt and grime, fell to her shoulders and her brown eyes were soft.
"Arthur!" I looked over and saw Dagonet pull out a boy, not much older then the girl. Arthur walked out with a young woman in his arms and I followed out after him, with the girl in my arms.
When we were outside Fulicina handded me a water skin,
"Drink?" I told her softly. After a few sips she began coughing and I rubed her back soothenly.
"She's a woad," Tristan stated. I then noticed the green swirls on the legs of the woman that Arthur had brought up.
"Stop what you are doing!"
"What is this madness?" Arthur stood and yelled at Marius.
"They're all pagans here!"
"So are we." Galahad hissed back.
"They refuse to do the task God has set for them! They must die as an example!"
"You mean they refused to be your serfs!" I snarled at him.
"Your both Romans. You understand. And your Christians." He spoke to Arthur and I. "You! You kept theme alive!" Before he could strike out at Fulicina I stood and ran the hill of my palm into his nose, smileing when I heard the bone in his nose snap. Arthur grabed his sword and held it to his neck. "When we get to the wall you will be punished for this heresy," He spat angerly.
"Perhaps I should kill you now and seal my fate," Arthur pressed his sword harder into his neck.
"I was willing to die with them. Yes, to lead them their rightful place. It is God's wish that these sinners be sacrificed. Only then can their souls be saved." The monk spoke as if he had done something good.
"Then I shall grant his wish. Wall them back up."
"Arthur," Tristan began.
"I said wall them back up!" He yelled in frustration
"Don't you seeit is the will of god that these sinners be sacrificed?" A few of the towns people forced the monks into the stone building and began to close them backup inside.
"Come on sweetie," I picked up the little girl and walked towered a wagon. "Are you alright?" I asked Alecto when I walk by him. He just nodded and walked towred the wagon that his father had gone too. I sighed and turned around when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Thank you," Fulicina smiled at me.
"He won't hurt you again," She smiled and nodded at me, before walking in the same direction as Alecto. I walked to the wagon and laied the child on some furs and covered her up. "Dag, will you check her wonds?" He nodded his head and I excited the wagon and mounted Athena.
"How's the girl?" Tristan asked, stoping his horse next to mine.
"I didn't no you cared so much." I smiled. He shruged,
"I'm full of secrets," He winked at me and rode off to the front of the line.
'Flirt,' I thought with a smile on my face.