Gertrude

I watched from the wagon as Lord and Lady Denli (Will and Cordie) danced around the fire with their swords until they were off in the distance. I was a little despondent at the whole situation, but was sincerely happy for them. It would have been very awkward pretending to be Will's wife, and would have led to many more suspicions. I didn't mind being her servant, in fact, in this part of the country my people were commonly used as servants. It was the only way to survive sometimes.

I stared up at the stars as my mind delved deeper into the past. If I had never betrayed my chief I would still be with them and never would have been in this bind. I could be miles away from this insanity, in a land that is peaceful, uninhabited by Bartholomew. A land no one wants.

I started to drift to sleep when I heard Thelma giggle. Apparently Bruce had her around the waist and was tickling her. I rolled over, trying to ignore them, and closed my eyes as if to sleep. a few moments later I heard, "goodnight my dear, get some rest. you'll need it for tomorrow." and then she joined me in the back of the wagon to sleep (Bruce would sleep somewhere else). she let out a long sigh before falling into a deep slumber.

Once I was sure she was asleep, I took my blanket and went for a walk.