Disclaimer: - I do not own King Arthur, the characters or the previous events of the movie. I do however own Kaiden, and this new plot… but not King Arthur's characters… if that makes any sense whatsoever… any way most of the credit goes to Jerry Bruckhimer and his fantastic crew, the rest of the credit goes to history

Chapter 11

Jezebel tied her dark hair back with a piece of black ribbon before composing herself and opening the door of her quarters at Haidren's wall. She felt a fresh breeze hit her face and she inwardly cringed, dread rising in her stomach for what she was about to do. She'd been in a war before, but she'd never seen one so close to home. Home now being Britannia, thanks to Kaiden's little allegiance. Britannia was far different from Rome, and the men far more naive. She had Tristan right where she wanted him, putting thoughts into his mind that Kaiden was the one he was supposed to worry about, even going so far as to say she was of Britannian blood. She smiled briefly, the emperor had told her what her duty was during this brief little decoy, "Keep her alive, and keep her unaware." She complied easily, after all her duty lay with Rome, not the spoiled emperor's daughter.

Now Kaiden knew the truth there was only one thing left to do.

Clutching the dagger at her side she headed towards Lancelot's quarters, in which Kaiden had taken during her injury. Lancelot passed her on the way, giving her a small bow of his head in acknowledgment. She smiled back innocently, quickly moving past him to Kaiden's door. She didn't bother knocking, just slid through the door unsheathing her dagger.

"Kaiden?" she asked in as soft voice.

Kaiden looked up from a book she was reading, smiling briefly at Jezebel's appearance. "What can I do for you?" she asked, looking her over, than her eyes fell to the dagger in her hands.

She stood abruptly, knocking over her chair and the book in the process. "Jezebel." she said loudly. "What are you doing?" she said taking a step forwards. "Put the knife down."

Jezebel let out a small laugh, full of bitterness and malice. "Do you really think I'd let you tell them all of Rome's little secrets?" she asked, "Your father made it quite clear what was to become of you when this was over, I'm just doing what he would have done himself." she said taking another step forward.

"You knew?" said Kaiden, momentarily forgetting the dagger in Jezebel's hand.

Jezebel shrugged, "My allegiance is to your father, not you." she said lunging at her. Kaiden fell backwards, Jezebel landing on top of her, the dagger only millimetres from her heart. It didn't move any further because Kaiden had her hands locked firmly around the hilt trying to push it away.

The door opened to the left as two angered voices yelled out Kaiden's name. Kaiden didn't need to turn to know who it was, but Jezebel did. Using her brief unawareness Kaiden was able to pull the dagger out of her grasp and plunge it into her shoulder. She let out a howl of pain and then someone threw Jezebel off her.

Kaiden let out a long relieved sigh and sat up as Lancelot pushed Jezebel at Tristan and told him to bind her hands. Kaiden stood unsteadily, the stiches in her leg obviously breaking during the attack. She leant on the wall beside her for support and watched as Tristan shoved Jezebel out the door.

"Does that happen often?" asked Lancelot playfully.

Kaiden rolled her eyes and smiled amused. "I try to make a habit of not angering my maids."

Lancelot smirked; glad their small tiff this afternoon was forgotten. He looked her over to make sure she suffered no injury and let out a small breath he was unconsciously holding in. "Did she say why?" he asked seriously, reading her eyes instead of her expression for they held her true emotions.

She nodded and turned away from Lancelot's gaze, knowing what he was doing. "My father told her too, if I was to find out." she said briefly, bending to pick up the fallen chair.

"It's getting hard to know who I can trust anymore." She continued with a small smile, placing the book she'd been reading back on the table.

She was tidying as though nothing had just occurred, her smile not reaching her eyes as she spoke. Lancelot placed a hand on her shoulder to stop her. "Kaiden look at me." He said, so she could see the seriousness of his words. "You can trust me, I give you my word."

She nodded slowly. "I never doubted I couldn't."

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Tristan tied her hands tightly and led her out of Lancelot's quarters with a rough push, not caring how much pain she was in, nor the amount of blood she was losing from her shoulder.

"Tristan." She said softly. He ignored her, leading her out into the open air and towards a cell. He pulled open the door and threw her inside. "Tristan." She said again, trying to get his attention.

He closed the door and locked it with a key and glared down at her, his dark eyes so cold she shuddered. "I have no time for traitors." He spat, walking away.

"I had no choice." She screamed after him.

He spun around, his face contorted with bitterness. "You always have a choice."

She shrunk into the corner, tears forming in her eyes. "What will happen to me by now?"

Tristan turned back around heading towards the door, though he stopped before he walked through it. "Arthur will decide your fate." He said, leaving her in the confines of her cells.

He walked briskly out of the cell block into the afternoon air, he felt utterly betrayed though he knew he didn't show it. He knew now the attraction he felt towards her was the mystery that she was capable of many things, though this was like a blow to the gut. She was never interested in him in the slightest; he was only there to help instigate the doubt in the knight's minds of Kaiden loyalty to Britannia.

He cringed allowing himself to rebuild the walls he knew were coming down when he met her. How he could be so weak when it came to a woman amazed him, right then he knew one thing, he'd never allow himself to feel this way about a women ever again.

With a reluctant sigh he slowly walked back into the fort, his head held high and strength returned. He heard the distant voices of Lancelot and Kaiden and walked past the room too see Lancelot with a hand on her shoulder looking intimately into her eyes as if he just said something full of meaning. He saw Kaiden nod and whisper something about she never doubted she couldn't and Tristan decided now was the time to announce his appearance.

He cleared his throat, and both jumped startled, turning to face him, their moment lost. "She's in the cell, Galahad has informed Arthur, he'll decide her fate shortly." He said looking between them both. "Arthur will need you at the wall to discuss the siege before night falls." He said to Kaiden.

"Yes, I shall be there presently."

A/N Hi all, thanks for your reviews! Next chapter is the beginning of the war.. dun dun dun