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She turned to her father and friend and sighed. Guinevere came up and put her arms around her friend to comfort her. Her father simply looked at both girls and nodded towards them sadly as he journeyed back home. When he had gone from view Guinevere and Liliana began the journey back to camp.

When they arrived from camp they both started in different directions. Guinevere gave Liliana a sympathetic look as she spotted Arthur over Liliana's shoulder. She then continued on her way to the carriage.

Arthur could not believe it. They had tricked him into meeting Merlin. He had followed Guinevere expecting…well he really had no clue what he was expecting but that was one of the furthest things he was expecting. Merlin brought back painful memories of the night when he lost his mother, and almost his sister. He could not believe that she was in association with Merlin. His disbelief was carried further when he saw the girls come out of the woods like nothing had occurred. He watched as Liliana made her way towards him, and looked over her shoulder to see Guinevere giving her a concerned look.

Liliana approached her brother with hesitant steps. She saw out of the corners of her eyes that the rest of the knights were listening in by the fire, she also saw her brother lower his head and avert his eyes to the ground, so as to pretend he had not witnessed her approach when she very well knew he did.

She took a few more tentative steps towards him and began with a shaking voice, "Arthur you must listen to me, I did not…"

"You did not what?!" he spoke to her in a harsh tone. "You thought that I would fully receive a man's offer to save his blasted country and that very man nearly killed you, who in actuality killed our mother? He and his warriors have killed several of our men and you expect me to aid him? You ask this of me now?" he finished standing from where he had been leaning against a tree.

Liliana was very close to tears, she knew of her brother's distaste for the Woads, and up until a year ago fully agreed with him.

"Brother do you think me so base? Do you think I have forgotten the lives of the man whom the Woads have claimed? You are my brother! I would never put you into a situation where I did not think you would come out wounded? You are the only family for a long time I knew. I tried to get my father to find someone else, anyone else but…"

"Wait. Your…your father?" Arthur interrupted her with a shaky hand.

Liliana looked at her brother with compassion. He had always respected the fact neither she nor her mother ever told him who her true father was. Some part of her knew that Arthur did not like to think that they were only half related by their mother. He always referred to her and his full sister, and she her full brother.

"Yes…" she began in a trembling voice, "Arthur please do not be cross with me or see me in a different manner, I am still your sister and I love you and…"

"My God, it's Merlin. Merlin is your father!" he shouted making all the knight's heads sharply turn towards where they were quarrelling.

With a sharp intake of breath she glared at the knight's, causing them to turn back around. "Thank you Arthur for relaying that little truth to the entire caravan! I do not distrust the Saxons heard you!" She glared at him, their mirrored eyes conveying their every emotion, "I am still your sister, primary and foremost I would and will still follow you into battle and lay my life down for yours or any of the knights. But he IS my father, no matter how hard that is for you to recognize. I will stand by your every judgment but think of this; this is the only home I have ever known. I was too young to even remember Rome. I have been in this life longer then the other, as have you! The Saxons will come and take the Woads home away. Do you think I want to see those hideous swine take over a place we have spent most of our lives preserving peace? I do not want you to fight, I have confided this displeasure to Merlin, and he knows I do not want you involved, but it happened. Be it yours to decide. But the Saxons will come to Rome, that much is certain, what will you do when they arrive there?"

She gazed at him further willing him to say something.

"And what of Guinevere? Does she dislike this idea as well? What does she want of me?" he began, his eyes trying desperately to veil his pain.

Liliana gave a bitter laugh. "She wants her homeland to be free. They have been fighting Rome so long that they have forgotten what peace is like. She wants…"

"You mean they have fought us."

Confused she began, "No, they have fought …"

She saw her Arthur's eyes grow irate, "No! They have fought us! You do not recall your brothers at arms blood that had spilt on this very earth? Fighting your father? Fighting so they could have a homeland?"

Liliana grew angry herself at her brother, "No! They were fighting Rome. You stand for Rome Arthur Castus! You are Rome here. Rome was the one who made you become a commander, took your from Rome. Rome was the one who seized the knights from their homelands. Think of them! Forced to fight for a cause they have no belief in! Rome is everyone's enemy, not just the Woads. And news travels that Rome is leaving this godforsaken land to the hands of the Saxons! And you simply sit by and observe? What happened to the brother I knew, the one who was so confident in his knights and himself?"

All the knights around the fire went silent; she turned to stare at them questioningly and was meet with looks of disbelief. They each had a look of surprise and foreboding written on their faces. With another curious glance at them she turned back to Arthur, where she was met with a sad gaze.

"He lost his sister in a bad decision." He said this to her with such an quiet, sad, and miserable look that a small gasp of 'Oh' was all she could get out before he turned and walked further into the forest. She turned back around with misty eyes to see the knights look at her sadly before they all turned back to the flames.

She began at a fast paced walk to return to the carriage when she was grabbed gently by the arm and turned around to face the deep eyes of Lancelot.

"Liliana can we please…" he started but was cut off when she shook herself out of his grip.

"No! How can the rest of you look at me? How do you accept that my father was Merlin of all people? A man who authority over an army killed many of our brothers? How can you…" was all she was able to get out before she broke into sobs. She began to collapse from mental weakness when Lancelot caught her in his arms and hoisted her up bridal style, carrying her over to a fallen log just outside camp.

He let her calm down before he continued, "I have questions yes. But you keep attempting to create a fight even though I'm just pleased you're speaking to me. We have not had one of our conversations in a long time. Please talk to me?" he pleaded with her.

"Lancelot, I am the daughter of a man whose been trying to take down the Sarmation knights since eternity! And yet you still think of me in this positive light?"

Lancelot became angry at her words. She was putting herself lower then he liked, then any of the knights liked. "Liliana listen to me. The rest of the knights love you, you are their sister at arms. The few months after you disappeared were the hardest we had ever faced. Arthur completely locked himself in his quarters, only allowing the knights to enter. Galahad and Gawain, they barely spoke to one another, much less anyone else. Bors, well he got drunk every night," when Liliana gave him a look he clarified, "he didn't stop until her couldn't piss straight, he didn't stop at all, three or four of us usually had to carry his motionless body back to his quarters. Dagonet, well he simply immersed himself in learning all about herbs for healing illnesses and infections. Tristan…well Tristan began to train harder then he ever had in his life. We rarely ever saw him. He would go off for days at a time, not telling anyone where he was headed."

When he finished he looked at Liliana to see her staring directly at his chest plate. Her eyes in deep thought. "And what of you?"

She was curious to his answer, Bors had told her that he had become quite immersed in the wenches in the tavern. She knew that he was a womanizer, but with her it was different. She saw the mannerisms that made her special to him. She heard though that he had become almost like a robot. Train in the day, go to the tavern and bed wenches at dark.

"I…I died that day you were taken. You took something when you left and I'm not sure I ever truly reacquired it." He told her looking straight into her eyes. Her green meeting his brown so intensely that neither of them noticed that they were inching towards each other.

"I suppose then…"she was whispering now, they were only a few spaces apart, "…you were wanting something of mine in return?"

Grinning his trademark smirk he whispered back, "That would be appreciated…"

Now with Lancelot nuzzling her face with his hand she spoke tenderly to him, "You have always had it…"

"You are the only woman I have ever needed…" he whispered just as delicately as she. But Liliana was smacked out of her revere when she remembered the wenches at the tavern.

She angrily pushed him away noting how they were only a hairs breath from their lips touching. Shocked Lancelot stumbled back a few feet before looking up into her eyes which held the pain. "You say I am the only woman for you? What about all those girls in the tavern? Did you say the same things to them?"

"Liliana…I…how…what…?" was the only thing he could manage to stammer out.

"I know of you and the countless women you bedded. Am I to be added to the list? So you can proudly say 'I bedded Arthur's sister, Daughter of Merlin'?" she looked at him with anger in her eyes and she stomped her way back to the carriage.

Lancelot almost jumped when he heard a voice behind him, "She's only confused. Let her work it out."

He whirled around to see Tristan standing directly behind him, his ever present apple in his hand.

"Oh?" Lancelot began. "And how pray tell do you know this?"

Tristan simply looked him in the eyes and said, "We all have known her since she was a young girl. She has her brother's temper." And with that he walked off leaving a hurt and confused Lancelot in his wake. Lancelot looked around and began to walk back to his temporary bedding underneath a tall tree.

The next morning Guinevere woke up before then sun had barely made its way over the ridge of the mountains. She looked over to her companion who was curled up in the furs. She sighed and walked out. She had heard the whole argument last night and was there to comfort her friend when she had returned from her talk with Lancelot.

Once she was out of the carriage she began walking around the camp, savoring the morning silence or at least as silent as you could get with Bors snoring and Galahad mumbling something in his sleep.

She came across Lancelot and Arthur conversing quietly underneath a tree. She accidentally treaded on a stick to heavily, causing both knights to quickly turn in her direction, swords drawn. She held up her hands in a sign of yielding, but did notice the glance between the two men and the look in their eyes when she entered their line of sight.

"Lady how can we assist you?" Arthur asked with a trace of resentment and hurt in his voice. Lancelot simply stared at the ground in front of him.

"Do not be angry with me Arthur Castus. I have purely some to ask if you had a quiver of arrows, a bow, and perchance a sword for your sister and I. Do not perceive you are the only one to take notice of the drums in the distance." was her irritated reply.

Lancelot and Arthur looked at each other carefully before they turned to her and nodded for her to follow. They made their way over to a cart and flung open the bit of cloth that was covering the opening. Guinevere began looking over the weapons and choosing some for Liliana and herself. Lancelot and Arthur stood irately next to her as she rummaged.

"You know I am a very capable person. I can find my own weapons." She said irritated that they were standing there, as if they believed she was about to turn around and behead them there on the spot.

"We do not believe you are not capable. We believe you are quite competent of several things." Lancelot replied back to her.

Taken aback Guinevere's voice turned angry as she turned sharply to him, "Do not ever think I would do any such sort. I accept you do not have trust for me or my people but you do trust Liliana don't you? She trusts me." She finished her thought and whirled back to choosing weaponry.

Arthur angry at her choosing to bring up Liliana spoke harshly. "Do not bring my sisters judgment of character into this. She obviously was to be regarded with suspicion."

Lancelot's head popped up at Arthur's harsh words towards Liliana. He had never in his life seen Arthur angry at Liliana. This change surprised him. Guinevere also seemed exceedingly shocked as she whirled around and smacked him right on the cheek.

"Do not dare to attempt to judge Liliana! She has been through hell and back and never once dissuaded from you. It took me three months to gain her respect once she figured out that I was not going to harm her or you! She had only meet Merlin a few times. She still opposes to them asking you to be there but there is no other choice!"

Still stunned from being slapped Arthur sarcastically retorted, "She seemed like it, really she did. Tell me, did she try to return to the wall before or after she was in disagreement with Merlin?"

Lancelot watched their argument with bated breathe, "Arthur," he began, "please you don't mean…"

"No!" Guinevere interrupted. "Let me explain to him how she was. The first day there she was so fragile we did not think that she would pull through. She was in and out of conscious thinking and the first thing she asked for when she awoke was where you were and if you were alright. Then she tried to run off and find you. She attempted every few hours, so much so that we had to station guards to keep her in bed so she would mend. Once she fully healed she and I decided to come to the wall to find you but when her fathers plan came of using you as a leader for our people against the Saxons she stayed behind two additional weeks to try and dissuade him. Last night was the first they had spoken in almost three months. We were locked into Marius' cell for two months and the whole time she was there she only thought about getting out so she could see you. Coming out of her weakened state and being plunged into that one, seeing the knights again was I believe the only thing that kept her alive."

Arthur and Lancelot's faces were those of sadness and shame. "She is your sister and the knight's sister at arms. The least you could do is trust her like they still do."

They all stood there for a moment lost in their own worlds when they were broken by a scream at the other end of the camp.

Liliana had awoken that morning to find herself alone in the wagon. Figuring Guinevere must have already woke, she stretched herself and fastened her dagger to her thigh under her dress. Exiting the wagon she found herself walking around the camp, passing each knight sleeping.

Galahad and Gawain were asleep close to each other, using one another's body heat to keep themselves warm in the lightly falling snow. She giggled as she heard the loud snoring of Gawain that signified that he was in a deep sleep, the loud noise causing Galahad to nuzzle closer into his blanket. She took a closer look and realized that all the knights were still using the blanket that she had made for them four years ago. A small sense of happiness warmed her at the thought that they still used them.

When she kept walking she came up upon the sleeping for of Bors. His position in sleep nearly made her laugh vocally. He was curled into a tiny ball and hand resting closely at his mouth. For the burly fighter he was when he was awake, sleeping he looked like a young child.

She looked to see where Tristan had slept to find that the spot was bare, like no one had ever been there. Arthur's and Lancelot's similar. She simply shrugged and deducted they must have been up already, Tristan to scout and Arthur and Lancelot to prepare the convoy to move out again.

She began to walk to the other side of camp where she last saw Dagonet and Lucan fall asleep when she heard sounds of a fight coming from that direction, followed by a shout.

Sprinting to see what was happening she saw Dagonet begin to fight about ten men away from him. She noticed that the boy, Lucan, was being held fast by a mercenary, then by Marius who grabbed the boy harshly.

Angrily she charged into the frenzy, grabbing a dead Roman's sword from his cold hand and began to swing at the men assailing Dag. Grunting as she felt a sword make a shallow cut on her arm she began to attack further but was stopped when Marius shouted, holding a knife to Lucan's throat, "I have the boy!"

Immediately Dagonet and Liliana ceased fighting, not wishing to cause the boy any harm. She saw out of the corner of her eye Fulciania run towards her husband to attempt to rescue Lucan. Liliana grew angry when he simply shoved her to the ground, casing her to hit her head on a rock.

"Marius you coward!" she yelled at him hoping to distract the attention from Lucan and Dagonet to her.

"How dare you…" he began but was cut of by Liliana once again.

"Holding an innocent child captive. How more cowardly can one get?" she spat angrily slowly walking towards him.

They all looked over to see Guinevere with her bow strung and Lancelot and Arthur, swords drawn, come into the state of affairs. They each looked angry at what Marius was lowering himself further to do.

"You are just a woman? What good are you but in a mans bed?" he smirked, obviously thinking he had just won an argument.

"Sir, I am a knight. What good are cowardly men who simply hide themselves behind mere children? Surely these are no men, only fearful beings who cannot seem to have the courage to stand up for their own idiotic thinkings." Liliana smirked right back at him, knowing she had hit a nerve when his face began to grow a deep plum.

"You insolent whore, kill her!" he screamed at his nearest guard. The man began to advance towards her and made a small break down the side of her dress revealing her dagger when his sword tired to slash through her.

A collective "No!" was heard from Dag, Lucan, Lancelot, and Arthur. But the man's advances were discontinued when Guinevere let loose her bow and the arrow pierced through him.

Marius' face grew angry and dark as he shouted, "Kill them all!"

Liliana simply took out her dagger and threw it at Marius' chest, killing him instantly and stopping the advancing of Marius' private army. Lucan ran towards Dagonet who pushed him down under the wagon calmly saying "Down," to the boy, taking out his sword and snarling at the remaining men.

Liliana simply stood where she was, bending down to get another dagger from the dead Roman at her feet.

She looked to Lancelot as he said, "Your hands seem to be better."

She simply gave him an indifferent look and turned to Bors as he road up on his horse.

"Artorius! Do we have a problem?"

Arthur simply shook his head and looked around at the rest of Marius' men with their swords raised. "You have a choice," he told them, "You help or you die."

Liliana snorted with sarcastic laughter as she watched Bors' horse head but the lead mercenary who looked around and decided that he would rather live then face the wrath of Arthur's legendary knights and threw his sword down.

"Put down your weapons! Do it, now!" he shouted.

Arthur simply nodded to Jols as he ran about picking up each of the weapons. Their heads turned to Tristan as he came galloping in on his horse.

"How many did you kill?" Bors asking with a laughing tone.

Tristan simply looked at him without emotion stating, "Four."

Bors began to laugh loudly riding up behind Liliana, reaching down to pat her shoulder, "Not a bad start to the day? Lili here got two including that damnable Roman."

Tristan looked at Liliana with a trace of a smile on his face. "Lucky." Was all he said as he turned towards Arthur.

Liliana walked to stand beside Tristan's horse as he dropped a cross bow at Arthur's feet.

"Armor piercing. They're close; we have no time."

Liliana saw in her brother's eyes as they clouded over, his commander side getting a hold of him. "You ride ahead." He told Tristan.

He turned to Lancelot saying, "Get these people ready." and stalked off.

After the commotion died down, she looked over to see Dagonet helping Fulciana into her carriage gently. She looked straight ahead to Guinevere who said, "I have weapons for us. Clean off your dagger. I'll put these in our wagon." and walked off.

Liliana turned around only to run straight into Gawain. She nearly fell over but he grabbed her arms and steadied her.

"Lets get you all bandaged up shall we?" he said indicating to her arm and dress.

He led her over to his horse and dug around for a cloth in his saddlebag. Finding one he pressed some snow into hit and began cleaning off the cut on her arm.

"Not deep. You'll live." He said with a teasing glint in his eye and a small smile on his face.

"Thank the gods for that! I don't know how you people ever got along without me!" she jested back jokingly.

Gawain's face went serious as she said this. He began wrapping a bandage around her arm saying, "Don't say that. We nearly didn't make it through without you."

Liliana looked at him sadly, "Some more then others apparently." She claimed bitterly as she nodded in the general direction of Lancelot.

Gawain finished wrapping her arm and sighed, rubbing a hand through his hair. "Lili, he didn't know what to do. He could not tell left from right. He turned to ale which lead him to the women. He was trying to fill the void you left when you disappeared. He became this darker person that everyone was fearful of. Forgive him for it, he was confused and hurt."

Liliana just nodded at his words. She looked down shamefully and near tears, but brought her head back up smiling and gave Gawain a hug and a peck on the cheek.

"Thanks Gawain."

He hugged her back fiercely; afraid she was going to be snatched out of their lives again. "Ride with me?" he asked, "I could use some civilized company after being with Galahad all the time." He jested just as Galahad walked by.

He turned and looked at Liliana getting on his knees, "Fair lady, it is I who am in need of company. You see this swine here…ouch!" he did not get to finish his thought when Gawain thumped him on the head.

"Lady is riding with me." He said joking with Liliana.

"Fine fine, fine." Galahad said. He passed her the dagger she used to kill Marius dramatically. "My dearest lady, I have cleaned your weapon."

Liliana was laughing so hard she could barely breathe. "Oh good sir you are too kind." Her laughter sent Lancelot, Bors, Dagonet, Arthur, and Guinevere to look her way. They all grinned internally, it had been such a long time since they had heard her laugh.

Grinning still, she hoisted herself up in front of Gawain as they all began to move out, Galahad shooting him a smug look at being the one to make Liliana laugh.

Arthur and Lancelot were riding along side each other, both lost deep in thought. Up ahead of them Galahad, Gawain, and Bors were entertaining Liliana who was currently now sitting in front of Galahad. Lancelot felt a twinge of jealousy about the fact that they got to be in the presence of Liliana without her being scornful. Arthur thinking of the argument between himself and Guinevere that morning.

He was afraid of the growing feelings he had for the girl, he had never had them before and was new to them. He felt a growing love and was frightened by this because of how fast he felt himself falling even under the circumstances. He and Lancelot were both jerked out of their thoughts when the carriage carrying Alecto and his mother came right up along side them.

Staring out of the carriage was Alecto, deciding to talk to the boy to see if he was grieving he began, "I'm sorry for your loss."

Alecto simply looked at him and shook his head. "My father lost his way. He used to say, the church is there to help us stay on our path. It didn't help those he made suffer."

Arthur noted the resentment in his voice. "The path he chose was beyond the reach of the church, Alecto."

Alecto shook his head. "But not of Rome. What my father believed, so Rome believes."

Arthur, growing angry that a young boy's head was filled with such nonsense asked him,"What, that some men are born to be slaves? No, that isn't true."

Alecto looked taken aback at this. His father had been right at what he taught him. "It is so! He told me so. Just as he told me women should not be knights."

Both Arthur's head and Lancelot's whirled to look at the boy. Alecto shrunk under their stares. "What did he tell you about women knights?" Lancelot asked with spite in his voice. 'Damn Romans' he thought.

"M-m-my father and Bishop Germanius,"he stuttered," talked of how there was a knight under you that was a woman. They said that she was the knight's whore and was unworthy of living and…" he stopped his face going deathly pale.

"And what Alecto?" pressed Arthur angrily. "What else did they say?"

Nervously Alecto gulped and looked at the knights who subconsciously looked towards where Liliana was riding with Galahad, teasing Bors. "H-he said that…" he trailed off.

"Tell us what he said dammit!" screamed Lancelot, causing Galahad, Gawain, Liliana, and Bors to all look back at them, as well as some of the surrounding villagers and Fuliciana. Arthur shot Lancelot a reprimanding look and starred back at Alecto.

"What did he say?"

Alecto looked towards his mother who squeezed his shoulder encouragingly. "He and the bishop said they needed to get rid of the evil. So they decided if she were found alive she would be taken to the lower quarters where she could redeem herself."

Arthur and Lancelot looked at each other again in disgust. "So they knew who she was when they put her down there?" asked Lancelot a bit calmer then when he first spoke with the boy.

Fuliciana answered for her son. "Aye they knew."

Arthur stared at the boy and his mother. "Oh." was all he said.

Alecto continued, "My father said that women were not allowed to rise above their places. They are bound to their husbands."

Arthur simply looked at the boy. He began smiling as he said, "Pelagius, a man as close to me as any there is now teaching that all men are free. Equal. And that each of us has the right to choose his own destiny."

Alecto and his mother's faces held a confused look. Alecto looked to his mother who nodded, "Teach? How? They killed Pelagius. A year past. Germanius and the others were damned by his teachings. They had him excommunicated and killed. The Rome you talk of doesn't exist." He said, his voice nearly cracking. "Except in your dreams."

Arthur simply slowed his horse and Lancelot did the same next to him. Concerned for his friend Lancelot asked, "Arthur, are you alright?"

Arthur simply looked at his closest knight. "I will be. But Germanius has taken two very valuable things from me. A man I thought to be close to my father."

Lancelot simply nodded and the caravan continued on.

Ok wow…finally got this chapter out…next one will be the lake scene…now tell me should Dagonet die or live…I have ideas for both (I m hoping he'll live) haha I don't like death

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