Shyare woke up to find herself being kissed on the cheek. She slid her knife out of its holster and raised it up, about to strike at the man kissing her, when her wrist was caught. She looked up to see Tristan. She gave a sigh and put the knife away while sitting up. Tristan shook his head at her.
"I'm sorry, I forgot we were in here together," she said with a smile.
"Its alright," he said while pulling on his boots.
"Why'd you wake me up so early?" Shyare asked while throwing on a loose tunic, quickly tying the strings.
"We have a mission today," he replied while watching Shyare struggle with an extremely tight pair of breeches.
"Oh, that's right," Shyare replied, "What weapons should I take?"
"A sword, some daggers, a knife or two, bow, arrows," Tristan rambled off, "Take whatever you think you'll use easiest."
"Alright," she said while shoving a pair of boots on, she tied a rope around her waist, "If you're ready, I'll meet you in the stables."
"See you there," Tristan said while giving her a quick kiss. Shyare noticed he was already armed and ready to leave.
Shyare made her way down the halls and such and headed towards the stables, with her favourite weapons in hand. She noticed Alexander was already tacked and ready to go. The knights were mounted and ready to leave.
"Took you long enough," Galahad mumbled.
"I'm sorry, I'm a late sleeper," Shayre said, as she placed her weapons in their correct holsters and saddle bags.
"Ride out!" Arthur said while heading towards the opened gates.
Shyare went racing after the other knights. She was slightly happy to go on a mission, she was already going crazy at the fort. Shyare and the knights rode hard for the rest of the day. They arrived at the village around dusk. She first thought it was deserted, but then saw a young woman come out.
"I am Arthur Castus, commander of the Sarmatian knights," Arthur said, "We've heard their was an ambush."
"Yes, yesterday," the woman said, "the Woads came from the woods."
"Are there any other survivors?" the commander inquired.
"Yes, some children and a few adults, many villagers ran to hide outs in the woods," she replied, Shyare noticed the blood splattered on her clothing, "They've not returned."
"Tristan, search the surrounding area for survivors," Arthur said after a moments thought.
The rest of the knights dismounted. Shyare suddenly heard a soft crying, she followed the sound. Gawain reached out to stop her, but she continued. Under the shrubs, Shyare looked to see a small girl. She had a white dress on, torn and tattered. The little girl had dark brown, almost black, hair. It was slightly wavy and fell to her waist. The dark brown eyes looked up at Shyare with fear. The girl could not have been over five or six.
"Come, I won't hurt you," Shyare said.
The girl gave her a questioning look, but reached her arms up, as if wanting to be lifted. Shyare took the small girl in her arms and held her on her hip. She walked towards Gawain, there was now a small group of people with the knights. There was a set of twin boys, about the age of nine. Another young woman, was holding a toddler against her. Two young men, about the age of twenty were also standing there.
"These are the only people here?" Shyare whispered to Lancelot.
Lancelot nodded and added, "There are most likely no more survivors.
"What is your name?" one of the twins asked, after walking up to Shyare.
"Shyare," she replied, "And yours and your brother's?"
"Gebann and Tadg," he replied.
"I see," Shyare said while lowering herself onto one knee, to study them. The boys were just above her waist, they both had dark hair and bright green-blue eyes. She noticedTadg had a slight scar on his nose.
"Do you know where our parents are?"Tadg asked.
"Not yet," Shyare said sadly, "Have you seen any of your family?"
"No, only Delia,"Gebann said, "She's the lady holding the baby."
Shyare looked over to see a dark haired woman with her hair tied back in a braid. She was slightly shorter than Shyare. She was a bit skinny, but quite pretty.
"Now, how is she related to you?" Shyare inquired.
"She's our cousin,"Tadg replied, "The blonde girl you first met is a healer."
"I see, and what is your name?" Shyare asked the small girl in her arms.
"Danu," she said softly.
"Do you know where your parents are?" Shyare asked.
"Blue people took them away," she said quietly.
"Do you have any other family?" Shayre asked.
"No, she doesn't," a deep voice said from above her. She looked up to see the two young men, "My name is Barach. This is my brother Birog."
"Shyare," she said while standing up and shaking their hands. She took a moment to study the two. Both had blonde hair and blue eyes. She could tell the healer and them were not from the area.
"Where are you two from?" Shyare inquired.
"Ireland," the two replied.
"I see. How'd you get here?" she continued.
"Our tribe was killed off, we moved. Flidais, the healer, is our sister, she came with us." Barach said.
"The others aren't coming back," Delia said while walking up to the group.
"Don't lose hope," Shyare said.
"Its a fact, I saw them killed," she said while repositioning the toddler on her hip.
Shyare was about to say something, when Arthur's voice cut in.
"We leave now," Arthur said quickly.
Birog and Barach had horses of their own and brought the few belongings that survived the burning of the village. Delia was set upon a horse with Galahad. Flidais was set on the horse with Dagonet. Tadg and Gebann rode with Birog and Barach. Danu rode with Shyare. The group rode towards Hadrian's Wall the entire night. By dawn, the massive structure came into view.
A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update. I'm trying my hardest to update once a week. Thanks for all of the reviews, I can't wait for some more. How was this?
MedievalWarriorPrincess: I'mglad you love this story. I'm sorry this chapter wasn't as amusing. I'll try to make the next chapter though. I'm glad you like pirates and knights too. I'll try to update soon.
Wanderer of the Roads: Yup, I don't think the mission was my best work. Arthur is a grump! lol
Beautiful Enigma: I thought it was cute too. lol I love Tristan, as well, but really, who couldn't resist him? I'm glad you like her name. I'm not really sure where I got it from. I just randomly came up with it.
Elfvamp1-13-93: Glad you liked the solution, I'll try to update soon.
SimplyElven: That's alright. I'll keep updating, don't worry. I'm glad you loved it!
Vintersorg: I'm glad you liked it! Yup, getting along.
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