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Camelot story


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"Owww! You're hurting me, Guinevach! You're pulling my hair out!" wailed Guinevere.

"You should have a proper lady's maid seeing to your hair, Sister. I know nothing about afixing pins and ribbons," Guinevach replied resentfully while she continued to tug the comb her elder sister's red-gold hair.

"You know Papa can't afford a lady's maid for me since the war," reproached Guinevere, rubbing lavender water on her wrists. "It was all he could do to purchase a fitting wardrobe for me for my wedding."

More resentment rose up in Guinevach. She had had to work herself into a great tantrum before her father, King Leodegrance, parted with a few more coins so that Guinevach could also wear fitting wedding attire. After all, she was a king's daughter, too!


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"Guinevere was all you said she was, Merlin," Arthur said dreamily."Fair of face, red-gold hair, eyes as blue and bright as a summer sky..."

"That is not all I said she was, Arthur," Merlin corrected. "Guinevere is beautiful, it is true, but she also bears a long and noble lineage, she is the Crown Princess of her land-and her land is great and prosperous, Arthur. Carmelide is a mighty fortress, not some dung-heap in a far-off outpost. Nevertheless, Leodegrance almost lost this last war. Your aid turned the tide in his favor, so he gives you his beloved daughter out of gratitude."

"I loved her the moment I saw her, Merlin. I-I think in time, she will love me back." the young king confided.

"Poets will tell of you and Guinevere for hundreds of years, Arthur," Merlin prophesied. "You have won her hand on your merit, Arthur. Now you must strive to win Guinevere's heart."

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What Merlin did not tell Arthur, his friend and king, was that he also foresaw a terrible betrayal by one of his knights, a betrayal resulting in the seduction and bedding of Guinevere. Merlin would do anything to protect Arthur from the truth, and circumvent future events if possible. Unfortunately, it wasn't possible, and even as they spoke, Sir Gawain was on a quest to search for men to join the knights of the round table at Camelot.

"You there," Gawain shouted from atop his steed.

"Who, where?" replied the man he was shouting at.

"You... there..."

"Yes, me here, you there. Keep at it, we'll have you speaking proper English in no time."

"You are addressing a knight of Camelot, the king's guard, a chosen warrior, and as such, I demand a little respect."

"Oh, believe me, I'm showing as little respect as possible."

Gawain was not a man to suffer fools, and this was the biggest fool he had come across in some time.

"What is your name?" Gawain demanded.

"No it isn't."

"What?"

"That's not my name," replied the fool with a smirk.

"What's not your name?"

"That right."

"What's right?"

"That's wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, not much, can't complain."

"You are a fool, trifling with a knight of Camelot, and if I did not require information, I should run you through with my broadsword. Now again, I ask you, what is your name?"

"Oh, you were asking my name. See, when most people ask a question, their voice goes up at the end. Yours didn't, so it sounded like you were just arbitrarily assigning me a name."

"Why would I do that?"

"Oh, I don't know. People do a lot of silly things. Look at me, I'm arguing with a knight of Camelot. Now you will admit, that is a rather foolish thing to do... even if I could easily defeat you with any weapon of your choice."

"That is a lie, I am one of the five best swordsmen in all of Camelot."

"Would you care to put that to the test? If I can defeat you, weapon of your choice, mind you, then you shall recommend me to your king as a knight of Camelot."

"How can I recommend you if you won't tell me your name?"

"My name, if you insist, is Lancelot."

Gawain started at this.

"Ah, I see my reputation has reached your ears," Lancelot said.

"If you are indeed Lancelot, then you are the very man I've been looking for. I was told you were a great knight in this hamlet, I didn't expect to find such a fool."

"Just having a bit of fun, Gawain. Yes, I know who you are, and I know that you don't suffer fools gladly. I was just seeing how far I could go before you were goaded into battle. Nice self control on your part, I must say."

"How do you know who I am?"

"I was told to expect a knight from King Arthur's court. A lady named Morganna, a sorceress. Told me all about you."
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A maidservant entered the the room and dipped a small curtsy."Your Highness, your father the King wishes to see you."

"Thank you, Anne," Guinevere said.

A moment later, King Leodegrance entered, dressed to travel. "Are you girls ready to leave for Camelot yet? Have you all you need?
Have you chosen your ornaments and oddments?"

"Guinevach is plaiting my hair, Papa, then we shall be ready," replied Guinevere.

"Good. We are making good time, my dears. You two will be carried to Camelot in sedan chairs..." at this, the two princesses groaned.

"No arguements!" cautioned Leodegrance, holding up a warning hand." You will be carried in a sedan chair as befits a bride princess on the way to meet her groom, her groom the High King of Britain!"

"Behind you will be your dowry, Guinevere. We have captured and caged a white stage. Powerful good luck, what? He will be set free in Camelot's forest. Ten young wolf hounds, and last, but not least, the great Round Table of Arthur's father, Uther Pendragon."
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Walking barefoot through the tall grass her long brown dress brushed the flowers. Bending down to pick up a few she smelled the aroma and dreamed of happier times.

Finding more greens and herbs to make her potions she headed back to her small dark castle. Everyone knew her as Morgan Le Fay the healer.

When she was younger she was so full of spirit and life knowing that hidden inside her was a power that she used only for good. But with this power came great responsibility as her mentor told her many times while he help her to control her powers.

As she reached the castle door one of her knights galloping on a black steed stopped before her. "My lady I've heard news throughout the kingdom of a fair lady to wed Arthur."

Narrowing her eyes she looks up at him. "From whom did you hear of this news?"

"Well the people my lady." As he rolled his eyes. "I just told you."

Turning away as she sighed. "Then I will have to see if what you say is true." Walking inside the gate towards the far corner of the castle was a series of stairs. She climbed the center staircase, turning right and left till she opened the door to her room and locked it securely.

Withdrawing a cup from the shelf she shook pollen from the flowers and gathered other ingredients to make an elixir which she drank quickly. Walking towards her mirror the image of herself faded until she saw before her the events that would take place in a few days time. "This can't be! The only heir to rule this kingdom will be my son!" Still looking into the mirror other images came into play. Morgan Le Fay smiled then laughed so hard tears came to her eyes.
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