A Wife Knows Mar 2, 2019 12:32:57 GMT -5
Post by Guinevère on Mar 2, 2019 12:32:57 GMT -5
Guinevère always worried for her boys at these things. How man enjoyed things like a joust or melee she would never understand. Yet she worried for each of them, every time. Gwaine was good with a sword but liked to show off; what if someone used that? Elyan was BRILLIANT but he was her brother and so she held her breath when he fount, before smiling and clapping as if she never doubted him. Percival was strong, and she feared someone smaller and faster could get past his strong arms. Leon had trained since childhood, and skill was known; yet that didn't mean others played by the rules.
And then, there was her husband. The man who had found in every joust, and in ever melee since he was old enough to do so. He won most of them, in fact she couldn't recall one he hadn't. Yet there always seemed be someone trying to use the chaos of the kingdom to get close to him without others knowing, and kill him. He's jousted an assassin. He'd fought assassins. Even on his birthday there was one! They always came. They always hated his goodness, or who he used to be, or his father, or worked for Morgana, or wanted power.
While she worried over all her boy, it was her husband she worried for the most. She'd even sought out Merlin this morning, knowing that somehow he always knew. Almost always. Yet today Merlin seemed at ease, so Guinevère was as well. Not that her worry was evident. She was calm, and happy on the outside! Her fear would only be seen when her hand held her arm rest of her seat too tightly. "You do realize, that every time you fight or joust in something like this, there is always an assassin?" She reminded him, as he dressed for the day. She was still in her night gown, but would dress after he left. Right now, she wanted to make sure he was being safe. She had no desire to be a lonely Queen.