Evangeline was busy fighting when she noticed a blonde girl watching. "Enjoying the show?" she called to the girl.
"Watch out!" the girl screamed as Evangeline whirled around and parried the guard's blade before slashing his chest.
"You didn't answer my question."
"You fight very well."
"Thank you, I've worked hard to be able to do so." Evangeline then saw D'artagnan flip over a guard and rolled her eyes before turning her attention back to the blonde. "What is your name?"
"Constance."
"Constance, sounds very steadfast."
"And what is your name?"
"Evangeline. And if you'll excuse me I have some guards to fight." Evangeline then jumped back into the fray. When the pickings became scares she ventured over to where D'artagnan was fighting. She then leaned up against the tree nearby.
Her friend noticed her, "Enjoying the show?" Evangeline didn't answer but nodded to the charging Jussac.
"You!' the blonde captain shouted as he and D'artagnan's blades crossed but D'artagnan quickly defeated him.
D'artagnan leaned on his blade and raised his eyebrows at her. Evangeline took a bite of an apple and swallowed, "Are you always this cocky?"
"Only on Tuesdays…" he quickly beat Jussac again. "And whenever beautiful women are involved."
Evangeline rolled her eyes, "Must be Tuesday then."
"Damn you!" Jussac yelled as he charged D'artagnan but was defeated, again.
"Can't you see we're trying to have a conversation?" D'artagnan asked as he waved about Jussac's sword.
"And you are always cocky," Evangeline put in.
"Oh, I beg to differ. Deep down, I am a hopeless romantic," D'artagnan disagreed before turning to the rising Jussac and tossing him his sword. "Back for more?" Jussac broke his sword instead and tossed it to the ground.
Porthos suddenly walked up to the pair as Jussac left, "You two certainly know how to fight."
Aramis and Athos sauntered over as well. Aramis sheathed his sword, "I hate to ruin the mood, but they will be back."
Athos was already on the move, "And unless you wish to fight an entire army."
Evangeline and D'artagnan followed the Three Musketeers along the streets of Paris. "So, now what?" D'artagnan asked as he led Buttercup and Evangeline led Dorian. "Do we pick up where we left off?" Evangeline slapped his arm.
Athos shook his head, "I think there's been enough fighting for one day."
"Besides, anyone who's an enemy of Rochefort is a friend of mine," Porthos said.
"Who is Rochefort?" Evangeline questioned.
"Captain of the Cardinal's guards," Aramis answered. "The right hand of the most powerful man in France. Rochefort is the most feared swordsman in Europe." Aramis then shook his head at D'artagnan, "You certainly know how to pick your fights."
D'artagnan shrugged, "Like I said, he insulted my horse."
"You're reckless, arrogant, impetuous, probably be dead by sundown, but I like you, lad," Porthos declared. "And the lovely Evangeline has impeccable taste in fashion." He and Evangeline shared a smile. "Where are you two staying?"
"No idea," Evangeline answered.
"Ah! Do you have any money?" D'artagnan took out the purse of money his father had given them. "Well, you two, and your fine steeds, are welcome in our humble home."
Athos glared a bit at Evangeline, "For the time being."
Aramis waved his hat at their horses and then at a nearby stable, "Those go in there."
Both Dorian and buttercup neighed. Evangeline sighed as they led the horses to the stable, "Come on."