Old Lancelot drafts- Please, don't make me do this, - Lancelot begged. - I will go with you, just let him go. Please.
- I have never imagined that you will be begging me for something! But when I asked you for help you left me alone.
- I had to fulfill the prophecy...
- And leave me there to die?!
- Morgana, please, forgive me...
- Never. Anyway you have broken all the rules. And he will be the one to pay for it, - Morgana pointed on Arthur.
- No! Please! I will go with you, you can do whatever you want, just don't hurt him!
- No way... - the fairy was literally surprised. - Did you let yourself love?
Lancelot felt like he had been struck by lightning. Before that very moment he didn't even try thinkg about it. Yes, he loved Arthur. He didn't even notice when he felt in love with him.
And his beloved king was looking at him perplexed.
- Lancelot, what is she talking about?
- She means that I had only one rule that I couldn't break but I did. I wasn't about to fell in love.
- To fell in love with him, lovely knight? - Morgana cried mockingly. - Tell him!
- I wasn't about to fell in love with king Arthur! - he was frightened. He couldn't even turn around and look at him. His eyes were already wet of despair.
- Lans, what's it all about? How come she talks about love?
- I wasn't about to obstruct you from fulfilling your destiny. The Lady of the Lake was afraid that my true self will be an obstacle.
- I am sorry, but you're not actually my type.
- Take off the amulet, knight, - Morgana said powerfully and loudly.
- Sister... Please... Don't make me... It could kill us...
- Oh, so now you do remember that I am your sister, don't you?!
- Ask me whatever you want... I am afraid of this life, please...
- Lans, take it off. - Arthur asked kindly. - No matter what happens we can face it. And you are still my friend. If you have to take this thing off than do it.
- You will never forgive me...
- I'm done with you both! - Morgana cried. She lifted the knight above the ground and took the amulet herself. - Long time no see. Sister.
- Aylin? - the king was left surprised.
- I am sorry, - the girl that a second before was a knight fell on the ground unconscious.
- NO! - the king cried. - What have you done with her?!
- It's only your fault. The Lady had two rules especially: Arthur must never know what Aylin is Lancelot.
@темы:
-creating something,
-Being Lancelot