I am so so so sorry guys. I really meant to update days ago but my parents didnt have internet but now I am back and here is another chapter. I will try and post another by tomorrow. Hope you like it. Things will get better as time goes on. Please R&R everyone is greatly appreciated. Hope you all had happy holidays. Thank you again and have a great day.

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Dressing in her cleanest clothes Lillian made her way to the fortress hall, which the dinner was to take place. Led by Dagonet she glanced on all sides still marveling at the size of the encampment. Without notice she realized they had come to a halt as Dagonet left her side to open the doors. Once parted they revealed a room unlike any she had seen. Wide with a respectful air and with a single round table set within its center. Nervously she walked in seeing that others have already arrived. Arthurs group already sat laughing it up with their brothers in arms while to the side she noticed that hers still stood, unsure of where to sit within the large group of men. Suddenly a pain hit her as she realized the transition for them would not be as easy as it would be for her. She had friends here while they had none. Casting her eyes to the floor she tried to make the most of the evening. Tomorrow would be a brighter day and perhaps they to would find friends here, all they all need is time.

Drawing her gaze up to Dagonet she forced herself to lighten her mood. "Tell me where you sit Dagonet, I would like to sit next to you my brother." She smiled grabbing hold of his arm. Asking for his lead as she had so often done when they were both children. Laughing at the womans actions the knight obeyed her request and gladly led her to a seat next to his. Sitting down she saw others look her way. Bors raised a cup before proceeding to drink while others she did not know gave her uncertain looks. Looking down she let her fingers trace the emblem engraved upon the table, hoping the awkward moment would past.

As if sensing her uncertainty the knight sat beside her and placed a hand on hers. "It is good to see you alive and well. I am sorry you are dragged into Rome's war but I am glad to see you none the less." He smiled.

"I feel the same." Lillian replied placing her free hand upon his.

Without warning the knights rose and Lillian found herself rushing to join them. The doors parted once more as the last person arrived, Arthur, with Cauis at his side. A small part of her laughed as she saw the look on her commanders face when he saw the round table. Knowing him he had probably expected to eat with a group of Romans or even alone with Arthur. At their own post her and the others had always eaten alone without Cauis and there was no such table found where they were housed. Reveling in the sight a smile once again fit her face.

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Please Cauis." Arthur signaled to an empty seat on his right as the duo made their way to the table. Not removing his eyes from the table the baffled Roman took his seat. "The rest of you please have a seat." Arthur announced beckoning the Cauis' men and women forward.

Looking to one another eventually all took seats wherever was available, knowing in the back of their minds that there was once another who sat there and none since until now.

Without warning food was brought in and glasses were refilled. For a moment she knew everyone forgot the warring and the fighting and that she could do the same and joy filled her heart. Her eyes cascaded around the table before landing upon Cauis and her smile faded.

"Let us make a toast." Arthur said aloud. His voice echoing in the hall. Each one raised their glass. "To old friendships rekindled," Lillian glanced to the others then to Dagonet. "And to the friendships that are to come. May our bonds here become stronger with the time we will spend together and may they carry us through our lives. And let us not forget our fallen friends, our brothers and sisters in arms." Arthur stated shifting his cup to the women as he said the last words, clearly acknowledging them at his table as fellow knights. With those words the Roman ended his speech and all took a drink.

Before long the silence that had taken the room was diminished as the sound of talking and laughter took its place. Lillian found the two groups conversing, talking in an effort to find common ground, while some remained silent on both sides, conversing with only those they knew.

The dinner continued and to Lillian it felt that it had ended on a good note. Several of her own comrades retired to their rooms while the rest lingered and made their way to the pub for a nightcap, still carrying on with Arthurs men. Out of no where she felt a hand hit her back and Bors walking beside her.

"Going to bed so soon or would you care to join us all for a drink." He said placing an arm around her neck.

"I don't know." She laughed "Its getting late and I never was much of a drinker." She added still laughing at the man beside her.

"Not to worry we'll fix that." Bors stated confidently. "Wont we Dag."

Looking to her left she saw the taller of the two laughing slightly to himself.

"The choice is yours my friend. You may come with us if you like, you wouldn't have to drink." Dagonet said taking a less drastic approach then his comrade.

"Well……… I don't know." She finally murmured. Biting her lip she contemplated her choices.

"You could meet my Vanora and my little bastards." Bors added.

"Excuse me?" Lillian asked rather shocked at the mans choice of words.

"Children." Dagonet whispered.

"Oh." Lillian said rather embarrassed. "Well…….."

Lancelots laughter broke her sentence as he caught up with them.

"You know you shouldn't encourage her like that Bors." He said slowing his pace. "Girl has a few drinks and who know where that will go. I may not be able to keep her off me." Her jaw dropped as the man spoke laughing.

"Lancelot!" a man shouted drawing his attention. Running Lancelot glanced behind only once with a grin on his face.

"Don't let him get to ya. His only trying to push your buttons." Dagonet said.

"Yes apparently some things never change. If Lancelot wants to resort to childish antics let him, I wont sink to that level." She answered her eyes still staring hard in the direction the man disappeared in. "Come on Bors. I need a drink."

"I thought you weren't going to sink to his level." Dagonet asked laughing slightly.

"I'm not. I'm….I'm……going to see Vanora." Lillian answered struggling to form the sentence. "Right Bors." She added elbowing the man in the arm.

"Right. Vanora." Bors spat out in surprise.

"See." Lillian added placing an innocent smile on her face.

"Sure." Dagonet said sarcastically seeing through the guise.