"Fergus! Fergus! Come quickly!" Connor called. "What is it lad?" he
asked, breathless. "Here, read this." Fergus' eyes scanned the letter.
"Oh lad, I'm so sorry. The poor lass. What a terrible end." "Now is not
the time for sorrow!" Connor snapped. "Tully, take your horse and find
that messenger! He knows where the Romans are camped. He will lead us to
Catlin! Hurry!" Tully mounted his trusty steed and raced off in search of
the messenger who readily Tully the camp's location. He refused to lead
them because he was a deserter and could not return upon pain of death.
"Connor, I have the location!" Tully said upon his return. "Diana has
ordered the troops back to her main encampment in order to perform a proper
execution." "Let us make haste," Connor announced. "We have no time to
spare. Catlin is still alive, I can feel it. We will not let Longinus or
Diana win by taking her from us." With that, Connor, Fergus and Tully
galloped towards Diana's fortress.
Author's Note: I'm sorry this is so short and terrible (probably anyway)!
I just thought I should post something so as not to keep you all waiting!
Let me know what you think and if I should continue. Any ideas are