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Not In Kansas Anymore...chapter 5

(Arthur's View)

"So you found her in the stables?" I looked at the two men that were standing in front of me, both looking at the unconscious girl laying on my bed. When Tristan and Lancelot brought the young women to my chambers something seemed pull me towards her. She was a beautiful young woman even covered in dirt, something about her was familiar. Her long black hair reminded me of my own and the structure of her face reminded me slightly of my mother. I felt myself actually anxious as to see what color eye lay behind her closed eyelids, as I pushed a lock of hair away from her pale face.

"I found her Arthur. She was petting Alkippe, when I asked her what she was doing she-"

"You simply asked what she was doing Tristan? That doesn't sound like you at all, even if she is a woman." Lancelot raised an eyebrow in Tristan's direction, questioning him in a cocky manner. Lancelot was right simply asking did not seem like something my silent scout would do. I looked away from the girl and towards the scout standing in the shadows of my chambers. His dark eyes locked with my green ones and he seemed to almost explain what really had happened. Most people would question the both of us but years of knowing my men inside and out, we have honed in on each others expressions, feelings and in a sense each others thoughts.

Nodding in response, I called Jols to find both Vanora and Maurya before letting my mind wonder. Could this be Merlin's doing? No, she wouldn't have been able to get passed the wall and she didn't look quiet like a woad. The metal in her ears caught the light streaming in from the window, winking secretly from the shadows of her dark hair. I had never seen metal in a woman's ear before and decided I would ask the younger girl about it when the time was right.

A soft moan brought us all out of our own thoughts and our attention back to the once sleeping girl. The nameless beauty's brow crease in a way that made her look younger then she seemed to be. Tristan slowly put away the dagger he had been playing with away as if thinking it would probably scare the poor girl. Lancelot seemed to fly to the opposite side of the bed from his spot at the window, running a head through his dark curls and smoothing down his black tunic. I rolled eyes at his vanity, shaking my head in amusement, some things never changed. A soft knock echoed through the now silent chamber, from the corner of my eye I could see Tristan opening the door letting both Maurya and Vanora enter, a look of confusion on one and the other was shown with curiosity. I watched Maurya's gaze dart to Lancelot, a small frown on her freckled face as she saw his attention on the unconscious girl. I shook my had at my second, when would he learn.

I kneeled down by the young women, not wanting to startle her when she decided to fully awaken. She shifted for a moment before her small hands slowly moved from her sides to her stomach, down her towards her thighs before they creeped up to her dirty faces, then straight to her...

I turned away from her confused and embarrassed by her antics and wanting to give her some privacy. I could see that Lancelot was not giving her the same kindness as he stood there chuckling softly, his eyes full of lust, caused me to send a hard glare his way as I heard a gentle giggle that brought my gaze towards Maurya. Her face held a small smile as she waited for an explanation. A soft sigh and a mutter that sounded like "Oh thank god" brought my attention back to the girl once more. Her hand left her chest and hand moved back to her side, her eyes moved beneath her eye lids before they fluttered open. I could feel my eyes widened as I was meet with an identical stare. Green eyes stared questioningly at me, a distant panic could be seen hiding with in there depths. Images of my mother's face flashed through my mind and I held back a gasp.

The girl slowly pulled herself up into a sitting position, her gaze traveling around the room, shoulder stiff with anticipation. Recognition could be seen in her eyes as her gaze landed on first Lancelot and then Tristan in the shadows. When she looked over the other women in the room both Maurya and the girl's heads tilted to the side like a puppy when cooed to. Finally her gaze landed on me and her eyes widened they same way mine had, before she closed her eyes and pinched herself.

I saw Lancelot raise a shapely eyebrow and the young girl probably thinking she would be easy to bed. An unlady like snort could be heard from behind us, which caused the girl's eyes to shoot open and a what I could only assume was supposed to be fierce glare be shot Maurya's way only causing her to stifle a giggle. The girl opened and closed her mouth, appearing fish like before settling on keeping silent besides the huff that came after, the panic in her forest eyes shining through once more. I decided to step in and introduce myself before I questioned the poor girl.

"My name is Artorius Castus, most call me Arthur. I am a Roman officer, I command a group of Sarmatian Knights. My men and I guard the fort, Hadrian's Wall. The man to you left in my second Lancelot and the man in the corner behind me is called Tristan, my scout." I paused letting the information sink in before I continued pointing to the other women in the room. "The taller woman is Vanora, she is the owner of the tavern and Inn in the village and also the lover to one of my Knights." Vanora gave the girl a warm smile remained silent. My eyes met Maurya's and I knew she would be the person I'd feel most comfortable leaving the girl with.

"The shorter one is Maurya, Vanora's younger sister. She seems to about your age and she will be helping you during your stay here." Maurya sent a large smile to the young girl still sitting on my bed, her eyes glowing with excitement. I turned my attention back to the lass, her shoulders had dropped and she seemed to have relaxed a bit.

"We mean you no harm but I do have to ask, how did you find yourself in our stables?"

(Aislin's View)

I moaned as the dull ache that swept through my body as I came back to consciousness. The sounds of the world came crashing back and I could hear the distance sounds of life beyond the space I was in. Crap, I thought. I was really hoping that when I woke up this time I would be in my own bed, in my cozy apartment, wicket cuddled up next to me. But alas I was still in this weird renaissance dream, with its crazy creepers. Though I didn't mind tall dark and dreamy, he could stay. I could hear different male voice but I couldn't put the voices with any faces. Before I let them know that I was awake I checked myself to make sure everything was intact. First I slide my hand to my stomach, then down towards my thighs. Okay everything seems okay so far. I brought my hand up to my face before I reached down and grabbed my boobs. Oh thank god, my clothes are still on and I'm all here.

Waking up in a slightly dark room surrounded by people instantly sent my senses on high alert but the green eyes, so much like my own helped slightly. Slowly I brought myself into the sitting position before looking around, taking in each person that was in the room, chamber, dungeon?

I first saw Adonis with a smirk on his pretty bruised face, then my gaze landed on the Shadow Keeper and I had to admit I was happier to see Adonis then him. I tore my gaze from them and was greeted by two beautiful red headed women. One gave off a warm motherly vibe that reminded me of my mother and I got the feelings she gave great hugs. When I meet the curious stare of the younger red head, I tilted my head slightly to the left in question. She copied my movement. Was I really that interesting?

Finally my gaze came back to the man who had the same green eyes as I did. He remained kneeling by my side, talking to me in a calming way. These people all seemed to have that effect because I could feel my shoulders lose their tension. The man was very handsome and even reminded me a little of my dad but unlike my dad he had an aura about him that called to me. I felt this pull to this stranger who I soon found out was named Arthur and was a Roman Officer who commanded the Sarmatian Knights.

"We mean you no harm but I do have to ask, how did you find yourself in our stables?" Arthur looked at me, a questioning expression played on his chiseled face. I sighed, great just great. I hate being in the spot light, and now all these people are just staring at me, waiting to tell them how the hell I got here.

"Well I'm not sure how I got here, considering I don't know where the hell here is." Arthur's eyes widened seeming surprised at my language. I should probably learn to watch my tongue but I can't seem to do that when I talked. I heard a chuckle from the shadows and knew it was the scout Arthur had introduced as Tristan. I'm not sure that I like him considering our first meeting.

"Well maybe you could tell us where you were before you got here? And here is Hadrian's Wall which is stationed in Britannia." Arthur seemed to have recovered for my comment and was trying to be helpful. Britannia? Oh sweet mother Mary and Joseph...

"I was in my dad's living room talking to him about his stupid whore and their upcoming wedding." I thought back to it bitterly and it showed in my voice. I could feel the gaze of both women and from the corner of my eye I could see sympathy on their faces.

"You argued with your father?" Shock could be heard in Arthur's tone but his expression staid one of understanding. I guess they don't talk back much, boy were they in for culture shock.

"Yep, every time I see the ass we end up fighting. That's why I moved out the second I turned eighteen, I just couldn't take it anymore. I was mad, really mad and I think I knocked over a stick and it broke." I started; a snort came from the Adonis over by the window, aka Lancelot.

"You broke a stick? I hope you didn't strain yourself my Lady." He chuckled and I shot him the worst look I could muster. Once again a giggle came for behind Arthur. I looked around him to see the older woman, Vanora elbow the shorter one as she shot her a motherly look. The younger one looked at her before glaring at nothing.

"It was a walking stick of some kind, with a glass globe on it. When it shattered this crazy blue mist was everywhere," I shuddered at the thought of the strange mist. "Then the next thing I know I'm waking up in a smelly barn with a beast of a horse and an even meaner owner whose idea of a greeting is a knife to the throat and a threat to harm me!" I threw a glare to Tristan who stood calmly in the shadows playing with a dagger? Can you say weirdo?

"What's your name?" Came the calm voice of the younger girl, Maurya. I looked over towards her, slowly slipping off the small bed. Arthur moved out of the way finally standing.

"Oh," I guess in my triad I had forgotten to mention it "My name is Aislin." She walked forward and offered me her slight, pale hand.

"It's nice to meet you Aislin, I'm Maurya." She seemed nice and quite honest in that she did seem happy to meet me. I imagine they don't have a lot of excitement around here in Britannia...

"So where are you from?" I guess the questioning had been taken over by her and no one seemed to care. I thought this was strange considering the time frame I'm probably in. Woman didn't speak freely unless spoken too most of the time.

"I'm from the US, New York City" I answered I had thought my accent would give it away, but now that I think on it the US wasn't technically founded back then. Great, let them think I'm totally off my rocker.

"What is the year where you come from?" She seemed genuinely curious about me. This could be either really good or really bad...

"The year is 2011." I hesitated; I knew this was a lot for them to take in. Maybe they'd think I was a witch and then burn me at the stakes? I don't think I could handle that...

"What do you do?" Were these questions ever going to stop? I understand wanting to know information but was this kind really necessary? Maurya looked at me, curiosity filled her blue eyes.

"I work in a bar, what do you do?" I decided I should probably know some stuff about this girl too, if I was going to be here for long.

"I work at the tavern with my sister and in the infirmity. How old are you?" Does she ever get sick of questions? And why did no one else interject? Who was this girl?

"I'm nineteen, you?"

"I am nineteen also." She answered, a grin growing once more on her face. She seemed to be enjoying this just a little bit. I could feel eyes on the back of my head, knowing that everyone else in the room were all watching us.

"Where am I going to be staying?" That question had been on my mind for a while and I decided to get it out quickly before she could think of anymore for me.

"Oh, you will be staying in the Inn Vanora and her family run." Arthur had finally decided to speak up, thankfully cutting off Maurya's many questions, "Maurya, could you please get Aislin some clothing and show her where she will be staying? Possibly get her a warm bath and a hot meal as well?" He asked her causally.

"Yes of course Arthur, I would be more than happy to help Aislin out. But what about the others?" Maurya asked, head turned to the side, concern filling her expression.

"Do not worry yourself with them Maurya, I will call a meeting and I will tell them of Aislin's predicament. Now I bid thy well Ladies." He turned to me, his green eyes staring softly at my face, "We will meet again Lady, soon I hope?" And with that Arthur and his Knights left me alone with the two red heads. And so it became apparent I wasn't in Kansas anymore...

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