Chapter 9:

"..." Talking

'...' Thoughts

dreaming

speaking another languege

"Remember. Remember. Remember." . The man's voice was once again haunting.

It was night by the time Carlos, Emily, and Jose, made it to the woad camp but knowbody seemed to mind. An older man came up and shook Carloses hand and smiled.

"Merlin," Carlos smiled and shook the older mans hand. "You remember my daughter, Emily, and my son, Jose," Merlin smiled and shook there hands also.

"Princess, you look as your mother did so many years ago," Emily smiled. A young man came out of a large hut and smiled kindly.

"Prince Brice," Emily smiled slightly. Brice brought Emily's hand to his lips and kissed her hand gently. Emily tried to stop the blush from riseing to her cheeks but failed. Jose smirked and looked as if he was trying to keep from laughing. Emily glared and steped on his foot.

The light from the moon and stars brought light into the large hut, Emily was in. She was getting read for the ceremony in honnor of there marriage, and the two peoples becomeing allies.

Emily wore a simple gold dress that reached down to her feet and bead-net placed over it. Her brown hair was in one braid down the middle of her back with her gold crown ontop her head. Her eyes were trimed in khole and her arms were painted gold with desings painted in black ran all down her arms. She steped out of the large hut and saw her brother wooing a young Woad woman. With a small chuckel she walked over to him and rested her head against his shoulder.

"I've been looking for you," She smile and winked. The Woad women glared at Jose before leaving the both of them. Emily started laughing as soon as she was out of there eye sights. Her brothe crossed his arms over his chest and raied an eyebrow at her.

"What was that for?"

"What was what for hermano mayor," She smiled innocently at him. She finally sighed and smirked, "Revenge,"

"For what?" Emily rolled her eyes,

"For throwing all my clothes into the water on are way here," At this comment her brother broke into fits of laughter. Emily hit his arm, "It's not funny. I had to wear the same clothes for four days while rideing a bad smelling camel," He laughed harder.

"I'm sorry pequena hermana," He said once he had his laughter undercontrol. "So where is your very future husband?" Emily groaned,

"Around," Was all she said.

"Marriage is not that bad," Emily gave him a look like he was insane.

"You must be drunk," She said while snatching his cup of alle and began to drink it.

"Why do you say that," He tried to grab his drink out of her hands but she kept it out of his reach.

"Because you fight with papa whenever he starts on you about marriage. Or is it only diffrent becaus i'm a woman?"

"Princess, your father and Merlin says it's time," Emily's smiled fadded and she growned. When she reached the alter she stood next to Brice and her father and Merlin were standing in front of them.

"Do you, Prince Brice of the Woads, man and warrior, take this woman as your lawfully wedded wife? Do you take her burdens as your own, her tears as your own, her life as your own?" Brice smiled at her,

"I do,"

"Do you, Princess Emily of the Medjay, women and warrior, take this man as you lawfully wedded husban? Do you take his burdens as your own, his tears as your own, her life as your own?" Emily sighed softly,

"I do," She wispered. Merlin smiled and spoke loudly

"Brice. Emily. Are people are as one. As are you." A round of cheers went out to the young couple. Before brice had a chance to kiss her she moved away and walked over to her father.

"I'm going to bed papa,"

"Are you ill," Her father asked her.

"No papa, just tired," He smiled and kissed her forhead. Emily walked back to the hut and took her crown off her head and placed it carefully in a small bag. She put a white night dress on and sat down on a pile of furs with her back to the tent flap and her eyes closed. After a few moment she could feel anothe person in the hut with her and instantly grabed the dagger that was hidden under the furs. She turned around quickly, ready to throw, untill she head someone chuckel,

"Easy, Princess of Medjay," She sighed when she saw Brice standing there with a smirk on his face.

"I have a name," She glared at him.

"Sorry, Emily. Are you ill?" He asked after a couple seconds of silence.

"No, Just tired," She stood up from the furs and walked up to a small tabel that had a few of her thing on the top, and picked up her brush.

"I have a gift for you," She turned towered Brice and saw he had something in the palm of his hand. Emily gasped, it was a five star pendant with a red ruby set in the middle.

"It's beautiful," She smiled as Brice secured the thin peace of rope behind her neck. Brice kissed her lips softly before he left, leaving a stuned Emily in his wake. She smiled to herself before she laid down ontop of the fures and fell into a deep sleep.

My eyes opened up slowly to see the fire was almost out and everybody seemed to be asleep. The moon was showing brightly and I guessed it would still be a few hours before I had to get up. I looked behind me to see Tristan's calm sleeping face. I heard snow scrutching and turned my head in time to see Guinevere walking into the woods. I pulled myself out of the circle of Tristan's arms and followed her into the deepest parts of the woods.

"You know, it's not nice to follow people around," I wispered so knowbody else could hear. Tristan crouched next to me,

"Then what are you doing?" He nodded in Guinevere's direction.

"I'm makeing sure she get's back to camp safely," I told him. He grunted in responce. I had to put my hand to my mouth to stop myself from yelling, Merlin now stood next to Guinevere.

"What?" Tristan noticed my change in mood. I shook my head and listined to what Guinevere and Merlin were talking about.

"Is she with you?" Melin asked her. Guinevere nodded,

"I don't think she remembers. She says the bishop of Rome is her father," Before I could stop myself I stood up from behind the tree. Tristan stood beside me, his face was calm but his hand rested firmly on the hilt of his sword.

"You new my mother," It was more of a statement the a question. Merlin steped closer to me but Tristan quickly stood infron of me, his sword pointing and the older man. Merlin simply stared at the tip of the sword pointed at the exposed skin at his neck. I placed my hand on Tristans arm, silently asking him to lower his sword. He did and I steped fowered.

"What do you know about my family?" I knew that if anyone could tell me it was him.I knew he was the voice in my dreams and probally the one who was sendding them to me. Merlin pulled out a small sack and looked down at me,

"Are you sure you wish to know?" I nodded and watched as he pulled a handfull of green powder from the sack and blew the powder in my direction. Before I could ask anything else I passed out and fell into a deep slumber.

hermano mayor big brother

pequena hermana little sister

papa dad

A/N: The next chapter will finally tell everbody what the big secret is. I hop everbody enjoyed this chapter. I'm not sure how I fill about the dream sequence but as long as everybody else like it then it's fine with me. Please R&R!