Hey you guys! Because I didn't update my last chapter till like the other day I thought I would give you another one…read and review please!

Last time

Guinevere nodded and they hurriedly fled into the cover of the forest. After running for a bit, they slowed to find themselves in a densely populated thicket. With a sideways glance at Guinevere, Liliana called out in their own tongue, "Father, we have news."

About thirty or so warriors came out from the brush followed by Merlin. Guinevere and Liliana looked at him with looks of hurried anxiety.

"Daughter, what..."

"Father the Saxons are here," Liliana interrupted.

Merlin's eyes turned a fierce. "Then it has begun."

The next morning, Liliana stood in the forest with Guinevere and the rest of the Woad warriors. Looking out towards where the battle would be taking place she saw smoke rising from the few villagers who were pouring tar and oil onto the field.

Liliana stood tall beside Guinevere in their battle wear. Liliana's garments were similar to that of Guinevere's however Liliana's top was simply one thick back of leather wrapped tightly around her chest, her sword strapped to her back. Blue paint adorned her skin and her hair was held in a series of braids all over her head.

As they all were surveying the battle field before it began, there was a snorting of a horse behind Liliana and Guinevere. Turning, they saw Merlin standing there with a large black charger, whose mane and tail were full of Woad trinkets, braids, and beadings. A Sarmatian made saddle was on the steed as it stood proudly with its head held regally in the air.

Turning to her father Liliana broke the silence revere that seemed to have fallen on the grove of trees they were hiding in, "Father?"

Merlin came forward and set the reigns to the horse in her hands, "My daughter, you maybe Woad in blood, but in spirit you are a knight. Ride with him."

The smile on Liliana's face showed her gratitude towards her father. She ran towards him and threw her arms around him. Breaking away, she walked back to Guinevere and pulled her into a tight embrace.

"Be safe my sister. Arthur wouldn't be able to take it if you left him," Liliana whispered into Guinevere's ear.

"Be safe as well," Guinevere replied. Breaking away from their embrace the friends grasped their hands and squeezed.

Liliana smiled as she mounted her horse and trotted him through the woods. Seeing a shining figure atop the hill that was her brother, Liliana gigged her horse into a full gallop until she was close enough to see his shocked expression at her being there with him.

"Liliana what are you doing here?"

She smiled, "I couldn't very well leave me brother here to fight and not join in now could I?"

He looked at her garments and inquired with a tilt of his head. Liliana looked down at herself and gave a noiseless laugh, "I am embracing both of my lives. I am Woad nevertheless I am a knight. Quite a combination if you consider it."

Arthur sent her a sad smile, "As good as it is to see you I would prefer that it was not on a battlefield once again."

Liliana looked at him earnestly, "Humanity, my dear brother, is a battleground."

Arthur turned his head to watch his knights ride off in the distance. Noticing her brother's movement, Liliana swiveled her mount around to watch as well. They were close enough that she could make out each person; Galahad, Gawain, Bors, and Tristan were all looking back at them while Lancelot kept his back to them. Dagonet drove a wagon that carried most of the knight's belongings, however she could tell his head was faced in their direction as well.

Suddenly Bors' figure broke away from the rest causing Lancelot to turn and stare. Raising his sword both she and Arthur heard his yell, "Artorius! Ruuusss!"

Liliana and Arthur both looked down at him somberly. Arthur raising is standard and Liliana her sword, they answered his salute with their own, Ruuuuuuuuuus!"

They lowered their arms and stared towards the caravan until a large cloud of smoke obstructed their view.

Liliana looked over to her brother and noticed he had tears in his deep green eyes. Seeing her strong brother letting emotion go caused Liliana's own eyes to water as she placed a hand on his arm. She felt his hand cover hers as they turned once again to face the battlefield.

They had to squint to see a man waving a large white flag and the apparent leader of the Saxons standing behind him. Arthur's eyes immediately hardened as did Liliana's.

"Wait here," he told her as he made his descent down the hill to meet the Saxon leader. Liliana gave an anxious sigh as she waited on top of the hill, her horse prancing excitedly beneath her.

As the knights continued their journey towards their homeland, the feeling around them was bittersweet. They had all seen Arthur and Liliana standing upon that hill, proudly waiting to fight for something that they had longed for since their service began. Freedom.

They stayed in a solemn silence until the sound of drumbeats quietly made their presence known to the knight's steeds. Lancelot looked up from his silent thoughts to see Bors horse rear up and prance around, which was an example quickly followed by the rest of the knights.

Bors gently reined his horse in with a steady, "Whoa," as the rest of the knights attempted to calm their mounts. The horses all swung around so they were facing the wall.

Lancelot gently stroked his horse murmuring "Shhh" to keep the horse steady. He picked up his head and quirked it as to hear the faint sound of Saxon drums in the distance.

He look to Bors, then to Gawain and Galahad, and finally to Tristan. Tristan then looked to his hawk and spoke quietly, "Hey," he said clicking his tongue, "you're free." Raising his arm, he let the bird fly away and watched as it rose into the sky.

Lancelot watched as Bors looked toward Vanora and his bastard children. He gave a silent puff of air as he watched a child wave sadly to his father. Nodding, he turned his attention to Gawain who nodded back. Looking to the sky, Lancelot gave a small smile of satisfaction. Returning his focus to the knights he watched as they all began to smile, Galahad full out grinning.

Turning his attention to Dagonet in the wagon, Lancelot silently asked the gentle giant to stay behind for his own sake. Dagonet nodded in affirmation and tore off the covering of the wagon that held the knight's armor.

Looking around once more, Lancelot and the others began preparing for battle.

Liliana had waited patiently on the hill for her brother's return. Sighing in relief as she saw him galloping towards her, she began to get the restless feeling in her stomach she had always gotten before engaging in battle.

Arthur rode calmly up to her and placed himself by her side. "It seems they wish to fight us."

Giving a dark laugh, Liliana replied, "So it would seem."

Suddenly another presence is felt next to Arthur; he turned to see Lancelot astride his horse in full battle armor smirking at him and Liliana. She gave him a small smile and she saw him wink at her. She gave him a confused look when she suddenly heard the galloping of multiple horses. Both she and Arthur turning about, they saw the rest of the knights ride up to them smiling at them. Liliana could barely contain herself and broke out into a soft giggle of giddiness which only multiplied when Tristan handed her her standard.

Arthur moved to stand in front of them putting Liliana in between Lancelot and Galahad. "Knights," he began. "The gift of freedom is yours by right." In the distance you could hear the Saxons chanting their own name repeatedly; however, Arthur's speech seemed to drown them out. "But the home we seek resides not in some distant land. It's in us! And in our actions on this day! If this be our destiny, then so be it. But let history remember that as free men, we chose to make it so."

Drawing Excalibur, Arthur thrust it into the air screaming along with the knights,"RAAA!"

The knights then stabbed their standards into the ground and awaited their commander's orders. Tristan and Liliana both took out their bows and knocked an arrow. Scanning the horizon they both took aim and shot their bows directly into a tree on the opposite side of the wall. A man fell from the tree, two arrows protruding from his front while the knights each had a satisfactory smirk.

Arthur nodded and the knights followed him as they left their standards fluttering in the wind on the hill.

Concealing themselves within the smoke, the knights watched as half the Saxon army rushed into the wall, stopping when they realized that no one was visible from within. Smirking, Liliana sat proudly atop her horse as he pranced beneath her, as were a few other horses.

She watched as the army turned to look their way and begin marching their way towards them. With the smoke giving them cover the knights slowly made the descend down the hill. They heard the groan of the doors closing and smiled as they got into their positions. Liliana drew her sword along with the rest of the knights and waited.

Hearing the release of hundreds of bows, the knights took flight as they charged across the battlefield, slashing every Saxon warrior they could before disappearing into another cloud of smoke. They continued this until there was only one standing.

Galahad made a move to take him down however Liliana held up her hand. "Wait, let him go to his superiors and tell them. If I know the Saxons he will not be alive for long."

Once again on the hillside, the knights waited on baited breath for the second half of the army to march through the doors. They were not disappointed, for the army came charging through only too look around to find no one. Suddenly a wave of fiery arrows and catapulted fireballs made their way through the air towards the Saxons, splitting the army in two.

Taking their signal, Arthur and his knights charged down the battle with the Saxon battalion. Liliana slashed her way through a few men before she was roughly unseated from her horse to fight on foot. Slashing her way through countless men her mantra of swing, block, stab, turn, and start all over began to repeat itself in her head.

Quickly looking around to find her comrades, she saw all of them engaged in hard battle with the Saxons. She quickly looked to find Guinevere but was taken by surprise from a burly Saxon wielding an axe. Quickly killing the man she turned to see Guinevere having a hard time fighting the man she remembered from the lake.

Surveying the battlefield, she found her horse and quickly mounted as she pressed him onward, killing any and all Saxons that stood in her way. Jumping through the blaze of fire that divided the two armies, Liliana leapt from her horse and began running where Guinevere was battling. Seeing her friend fall, Liliana stuck her swords between the Saxon's swords and Guinevere's face.

"Go now!" she yelled to Guinevere. Not having to be told twice, Guinevere roller out from underneath the three swords and turned to face an oncoming Saxon.

Liliana glared the Saxon in front of her down. He had nearly killed Dagonet as well as herself that day at the lake. Preparing to strike, Liliana swung her sword at him only to have it blocked. Going on the defense she did not notice another Saxon rush her from behind.

"Liliana! Behind you!" screamed Guinevere.

Spinning around she parried the almost fatal blow as she turned again facing both of her opponents. When they bother attacked at once Liliana used both of her swords to block every swing they took at her, unable to get her own swings in.

Suddenly she felt a searing pain in her thigh and looked down quickly to see a gash across it. Cursing at her lack of attention she cried out again when she felt another sword make its mark along her shoulder.

She began to fight with as much energy as she could but was becoming increasingly tired and did not know how much long she would be able to fight the way she was.

Unexpectedly, another sword came swinging in blocking the Saxon from the lake's sword. Looking briefly at her savior, Liliana noted the deep russet eyes and the curly black hair and nodded at Lancelot in thanks. Focusing the rest of her attention on her other Saxon friend, Liliana quickly disposed of him only to be charged at with another Saxon.

After finishing off that man, Liliana turned to see how Lancelot was faring. She watched as he slashed Cynric on the back and turn to fight another Saxon. Liliana was momentarily thrown off guard as another man came rushing at her.

Immediately blocking and stabbing the man through the stomach, Liliana turned in time to see Cynric slowly grabbing the crossbow and aiming for Lancelot. Making a decision, Liliana began racing to where Lancelot stood fighting off two Saxons.

"Lancelot watch out!"

Lancelot turned just in time to watch as Liliana dove herself in front of him taking the bolt in her right shoulder.

"NO!" came Lancelot's anguished yell.

Instantly Lancelot charged Cynric and with a few blows brought the man to his knees. Stabbing him through the chest with his swords, Lancelot looked around quickly to make sure that no one else was coming at him. When he noticed that the battle would soon be over he ran back to the fallen Liliana.

"Liliana! No! No! Stay with me!" he screamed at her while holding her in his arms, two tears making their way down Lancelot's face.

Liliana struggled to open her eyes as she tried to come into focus. "Lan-Lancelot?"

"Liliana you have to hold on," he begged, "just for a little while."

Liliana looked deep into his eyes and drew in a shuddering breath only to be taken over with by horrifying coughs.

"What do I do Liliana? What do I do? How can I help you?" he begged her.

Her eyes were fluttering and she struggled to bring her hand to cup his cheek. "Shhh...Shhh..." she murmured to him comfortingly, "You're going to be fine."

She then was taken over by another coughing fit before she lay tiredly in Lancelot's arms. "It's almost over. We've won Liliana. We've won," he whispered to her.

She closed her eyes and gave him a small smile. But he screamed at her, willing her to keep her eyes open. "No. No!" he yelled at her, "You cannot leave me." He buried his head in the crook of her neck. "I love you," he told her softly, "I love you."

Liliana gave a small smile as she closed her eyes in happiness, "I know. I love you too."

She suddenly went slack in his arms. Looking down at her with fear, he laid her head on the ground gently and looked up to see Arthur running towards him.

Arthur, throwing off his helmet, he sank to the ground beside to Liliana next to Lancelot.

Throwing his head upward he yelled angrily, "It was my life to be taken! Not this! Never this!"

He cradled his sister in his arms as Lancelot held her hand, stroking it's unmoving fingers. Turning behind them they heard Bors come up to them supporting Tristan, who was followed by Galahad and Gawain. They all stared down at their fallen sister at arms, somber looks upon their faces.

Arthur looked at each one of the knights tearfully, "My brave knights, I have failed you. I neither took you off this island, nor shared your fate."

They all looked down and stared in miserable awe at the fact that Liliana could be dead, after only hours before she had been so alive with the thrill of the battle coursing though her.

They all heard a scream and looked up to see Guinevere running towards them, tears streaming down her face.

"Liliana! No! Arthur please tell me..." she trailed off over come with grief.

They all sat there in silence. Lancelot bent down and placed a gentle kiss on Liliana's forehead before laying his own head down upon her chest.

'thump thump'

Lancelot's head shot up. Surely he had heard something. Arthur and the rest of the knights gave him and odd look as he placed his hand in the center of Liliana's chest. A look of pure shock came to his face and he pulled his hand away as if he had been burned.

"Lancelot what is it?" Arthur asked after seeing the strange behavior of his knight.

"S-sh-she's alive."

They all stared at him and then down at her. Arthur placed his ear next to Liliana's mouth and heard the faint intake of breath.

"She's breathing!" he cried.

As quick as the somber looks were placed upon their faces, looks of extreme joy replaced them. Even the inexpressive Tristan has a large smile on his face.

Guinevere snapping out of the merriment first exclaimed, "We must get her to a healer quickly! The Woads will take her in."

"The Woads?" questioned Galahad. "The Wall is right here we can take her to one of our healers just as fast."

Guinevere gave him a hard look. "Your healers are Roman. She still has a price on her head. They would kill her instantly."

Lancelot still held firm to her frame. Guinevere was about to give a hurriedly annoyed comment when Merlin came from behind her. "While Rome is still connected with the Wall she will be in danger. I give you my word Arthur Castus, she will be safe with my people."

Lancelot stood to make a refusal, but Arthur placed a hand on his friends shoulder, "Lancelot it is for the best."

Guinevere called over the closest warrior to her and told him in their language to take her back to the village as quickly as possible.

Bors yelled after him, "Lad, at least take a horse!"

But Guinevere shook her head no. "Where they are located it is best to travel by foot. It is not easy to find the camp."

Arthur spoke up then, "Let us come with her so we know the location she will be and we will discern if she is indeed safe."

Merlin looked Arthur in the eye, "No Arthur Castus. The less you know of her whereabouts the better. That way you can truthfully tell Rome when they ask if you know where she is that you do not."

"Then how can I trust if she is safe?" Arthur questioned looking over Merlin's shoulder as the knights watched the man carrying Liliana disappear into the woods.

Guinevere gave Arthur a sympathetic look, "Do you trust me?"

Staring at her for a few moments, Arthur nodded. Guinevere gave him and the rest of the knights a reassuring smile, "Then you have nothing to fear. She is safe."

ok...here is the end of that chapter! I need reviews please! They make me feel better! The next chapter should be up by next week...but I cannot make any promises. Oh and I couldn't kill off Tristan! I just love him so much and death of any main character makes me sad and I don't like to be sad. So anyway…REVIEW PLEASE