So, from now on Tristan's dialect will be in bold, Lancelot's in italics, and Latin will be underlined. All others will be noted otherwise. Roman which is the common tongue will be in normal. I forgot alst chapter word fonts don't transfer.
The sun shines down on the field. One lone woman on a giant horse facing 19 highly trained and legendary knights. A cry sounded from above and all the knights looked up to see Tristan's hawk in combat with a slightly larger than normal Aplomado falcon. Tristan seemed worried so I called to him, in his own language, "Scout, do not worry. My Heulwen will not harm her."
"What the hell makes you think you have the right to attack Sairose?"
"She won't be harmed. I promise you." This is just reinforcing the idea of how much he cares for her. He knocks an arrow. I immediately shoot one severing the arrowhead from his arrow. "I told you scout. She won't be hurt. You try to hurt my birds and you will be joining them in the sky."
"Birds? As in plural?"
"Yes." And I whistle. After a few seconds a white streak settled on my shoulder. A little while later a tawny and white streak, a beautiful barn owl, settled on my other. Then after assuring that Heulwen was fine I looked at the knights. I responded in the common tongue of Roman, "These are my companions. They are as precious to me as your horses are to you."
"Lady, where are the other horsemen you were traveling with."
"What do you mean Arthur? Where would they have gone? No bridge, no way out without passing back by you and your men."
He look flustered, by looked around at his knights. No one said anything. "Lady! Do not toy with us. We saw you with 8 other riders on black horses with silver clocks. Where did they go!"
"Knight." I start with exasperation but wanting to make him feel the fool, "Let's say I did have other riders with me. Explain to me where they are now? Can you do that?" I wait for a pregnant pause. There is no answer. It is then that Lancelot notices the blood pooling on my finger. And how since they have been here I have been moving away from the river.
"Lady, how, pray tell, did you receive that cut upon your finger? I know that not even a scratch befell you while in our company. And your blade seems to have blood on it."
"What are you suggesting Lancelot?"
"That you-"He stops, as if realizing what he was about to suggest. Magic.
"Lancelot, continue with your idea." Arthur commands.
"Well Arthur, I was just thinking that what if, by cutting her fingering and scattering blood in the water she, I don't know, opened a bridge or something." Arthur ponders this thought.
"Lady, if you don't mind, would you scatter some of the blood from you cut in the river."
"I will just to prove that this is ridiculous and I didn't have other riders with me." So she walks over to the river and drops the blood in. Nothing. "See? Nothing."
"Well then lady, I owe you an apology. You obviously didn't have any other horsemen with you." The other knights don't look convinced. Just then I heard a pounding of horse hooves. I smiled. Tristan heard them next.
"what is going on Lady?" Arthur demanded.
"You will see why it is never a good idea to harm the future ruler of a kingdom." I draw my bow and knock two arrows. My sword at my hip, and throwing knives all around. Tristan, Dagonet, and two others in the background all aim at me.
"Lady, tell me your name as this tires me of calling you by no name. And how can you rule a kingdom that doesn't exist? The Woads control the north of the border, Romans the south."
She laughs. "You can't see as well as you think you can. Beware that f you try to attack me you wont make it back to the forest."
"What are you talking about wench?" A young knight in the back called out. He could be no more than 16 summers. Still the woman's eyes flashed and before the knights knew what happened a lock of his hair was cut off.
"Gareth! Are you alright?" An older knight asks.
"Fine Kay, just shaken." Gareth responds. They all return their attention to me with hate in their eyes.
"You also shouldn't insult someone who can easily kill you." The woman replies coolly.
"Lady, pray tell us you name."
"You really want to know? Fine! My name is…"
HAHA Cliffhanger! I don't do this often, if you read my other stories you will know this. I just think it is a good idea just now.