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a/n--sorry if I've been spelling thinkgs wrong lately, I've been on a bit of a high, you could say. Too much painting going on over here, I think the fumes are getting to me.
Part Four
They were all packed up by the end of the day. Arthur made a point of pulling Elanea aside and explaining that she was only coming because of her tracking skills at least ten times. She always nodded and said, "Of course, and you can't fight very well without me."
They set out at an easy pace, heading straight for the place where the Saxons had supposedly been seen. It was no more than a three hour ride from the city.
Everyone stood back while Elanea went to investigate the two-foot high wall and its surroundings. It was starting to get dark, so Arthur ordered for camp to be made.
The rest of the knights started to settle things down for the night, building a fire, tying up the horses and other simple task. But Tristan found himself finished faster than the others, along with Dagonet. The silent berserker watched their female friend with a look of concern on his face.
Tristan shrugged and looked at Elanea. She was crouching on the wall, looking away from them, obviously lost in thought.
"Tristan." He turned to Dagonet, who had made his way to his side. "What do you think she's thinking about?"
An odd question, especially for Dagonet. "Probably thinking of the story behind the tracks she has found."
Dagonet nodded, and then went to join the young woman. He spoke a few words to her and she laughed. He sat beside her and they spoke some more. Tristan actually found himself feeling left out.
"Elanea!" Arthur called. "Figure out what happened yet?"
"Yes!"
"Do we have a direction?"
"Yes!"
"Then come set yourself up!"
"In a minute!"
Galahad rolled his eyes. "I think I know who she's in love with."
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a/n--There, all set. I can't wait till things get rolling!
R&R!!