The camp was in great movement. The great moment of the battle came nearer and the warriors prepared themselves. Last preparations at the armor, then they mount their heavily armored battle horses, nervous like their riders. Two Ladies stood aside and talked. - My fiancee wants to ride in front line. He is anxious to fight in first line. I fear so much for him. Tell me, what can i say ?? Lady Sarah smiled and then tears ran over her face. - Our knights think like this. They do not consider what women feel. They want to be heros. I lost three brothers and my husband at the same day. My first husband wished always to be a hero , and they say he was some of the first to fall with two arrows in his breast. So we have to stay whatever comes. Let´s pray for our men. And then started a silent pray..