"GWEN!"

Immediately, she open her eyes jolting on her feet. She began to looked around noticing the fresh scent of the forest peering through the air, leaves scattered on the ground. Trees above her like gigantic statutes. Yet, no sign of Squirrel. Panic began to rumbled within her, she headed to see up-head where she could hear her name being called. She walked up-head to find herself at Squirrel in some sort of lake.

"The water is fresh, Gwen." He paused than continued. " Come on, now." Immediately, she frowned upon him. "I don't think now is fine to get ourselves soaked." Squirrel began to smiled at her response continued to splash himself in the water, having fun. She couldn't help to smile. It's the first time since the attack in Dewdenn, she has seen him smile. She's glad he is feeling happy. All he's been asking since their incident with the weeping monk, if she thinks his father is alive? She didn't have an answer, all she could say is she doesn't know. She sat on log watching the view ahead, Squirrel kept playing in the water.  She watched from the distance.

~ ~ ~ ~

They both sat near logs trying to make fire. It's was evening, they still haven't ate something. Besides the fish, they managed to captured. Silence is what haunted them.

"Do you think, my papa is alive?" Immediately, she froze, this question is getting brought up. He leaned towards him placing her arms around him, giving him uneasy look. She simply gave him a smirk showing some compassion.

"I'm sorry, Squirrel. I don't know." She pauses as he leaned to lay on her shoulder feeling down. They stared leaned on each other comfort feeling sadness overcome. Squirrel lost his father, she lost her brother. They were both orphans. "You have me, little knight. Don't worried. It's you and me, remember?" She reminded him causing, Squirrel to chuckled at her response.

Suddenly, two red paladins approached in the distance causing both of them to leaned back horrified.

"How touching story? How lovely?" A red Paladin spoke up, surrounded her. This was it. They finally caught up to them. She knew the weeping monk wouldn't let them go off on their own. There is always a catch.

"We're not Fey!" She told them hiding Squirrel behind her. The red paladin laughed at her face. "Sure, telling us wouldn't make us hunt you any further." He walked up to her taking out a knife. "Need a snack." He smiled maliciously staring at them. She looked back at Squirrel, gulping out of fear. This was it. She didn't have her knife to defend herself.

That's when somebody came out of the forest. He wore a metal armor running directly to the red paladins. He immediately used the axe he carried slashing his head into pieces. He than charged into the other man cutting off his legs, leaving him on the floor with blood splattering onto he ground. Who is he?

She pushed Squirrel little back fearing that he might harm them. The knight turned around began to stared at them in silence before saying. "Born at down. ." Gwen and Squirrel turn to look at each other for brief moment.
"To pass in the twiligt." Gwen whispering slowly, trying to see who he was. The knight let out a chuckle, taking off his helmet revealing no other than, Gawain. The green knight.

"Gwen!" The man smiled so widely. Squirrel and her sighed in relief, Squirrel ran towards him excited. Boro and Gawain had been best friends before he left, drinking buddies, always gathering to discuss on important manners.

He held onto the helmet with large antlers within his right hand. His armor was heavy and he held his sword in his right hand. "The Green Knight," Squirrel whispered. Than came a trail of Fey children who look frightened.

"Are you here to save us?" Squirrel spoke,
crouching beside Gwen.

"Yes. And I can take you somewhere safe with all the other Fey," he tells them. He then stands to his full height and approaching Gwen sheathing his sword. "Where is Boro?" He asked. Gwen face fell, letting him know. He gave her uneasy look than proceeded to looked around. He knew his answer suddenly Gwen leaned forward happily wrapping her arms arms around him, engulfing him in a short hug. "Let's go, follow me. I will keep you, safe." He then turned around seeing the all the children. "We all can be safe, I have place." Gwen and Squirrel nodding, accepting they'll be following him.

~ ~ ~ ~

The children are huddled together behind Gawain. They began to long journey to the safe place Gawain had wanted to take them. Gwen stood by Gawain, walking beside him. Squirrel held onto her clothes trying to walk, exhausted.

"How long, Gwen?" Squirrel asked. He couldn't walk, she grabbed onto his hand pulling him. "A little more. Right, Gawain?" She assured Squirrel turning to face Gawain.

"That's right. Little one, we're almost there." Gawain assures Squirrel.

Soon enough a large cave came to sight, Fey symbols scattered throughout the area, music can be heard in the distance. Soft tone Melody's of heart played. Gwen smiled widely turning to glance at Squirrel in excitement. A celebration of a wedding. The music grew loudly as they entered the new sanctuary.

Squirrel grabbed onto Gwen hand, she send him a smile assuring their safe. Cheering can be heard at the presence of the Green Knight. The children excitedly ran to those they knew or those who were like them. Cheers and laughter could be heard once again as people reunited. Than, Squirrel immediately ran forward leaving Gwen side. She turned to the distance to see a familiar faces.

Nimue. Arthur.

She slowly began to shake, she tried looking around. Boro must be here. She found herself smiling out of happiness. She ran up to them finding Nimue hugging, Squirrel. Arthur leaned forward. "Gwen?" She nodded out of happiness, she quickly launched to give him a hug. She was just happy to see some familiar faces. "Oh, god. I'm so happy to see a familiar face." She whispered, still holding him. Arthur couldn't believe that she was alive. Gwen is alive. He embrace her hug, felt like he didn't want to let go.

She turned around to see Nimue, smiling. "Nimue," Gwen breathed out.

"Gwen!"