Forget Me Not Apr 10, 2011 19:26:48 GMT -5
Post by Guinevère on Apr 10, 2011 19:26:48 GMT -5
Guinevère was in a state of panic! She had left him alone not ten minutes before she had turned to try to find him but no one knew where he was! Oh this person or that person had said they'd seen him 'but a few moments ago' but no one knew where he was going! He was moving fast and she was wishing she had never left him! So what if it had hurt her heart! So what if his words were cruel! He needed her and she'd told him to go for a walk!? How foolish could she be!
At lest Gaius had some insights for her, for he seemed to know that sometimes head wounds could cause this sort of reaction in people. He said he would send Merlin for some herbs, and then look into some books for a sign of a cure. However he said that most time things would right it's self once the swelling went down or sometimes . . . . things never came back.
It was the first that gave her hope and the later that caused her fear. It was was she was running though the halls, in a very unladylike manner trying to find him. She'd ran to his father's doors and asked the guard there if he'd come by but they had said he had not. Then she hurried to his rooms, the training field, . . . . Morgana's former chambers, anywhere that Arthur of long ago would have sought out for comfort. All of them void of any sign of him! Where would he go?!
Guinevère stopped running down the hall and turned to look behind her. Would he go back to where it started, in hopes of tracing his steps backwards?! It was what most did when the lost something. She hurried back down the hall and took the steps near it hurrying to go that way. When she was about to turn down one hall, growing closer to the used area of the castle she hear a voice behind her, 'In a hurry?' Guinevère turned and looked behind her at the sound of the knight's voice. It was one of the few knights who did not approve of her.
"Yes--No. I am just looking for . . . something." She lied not wanting everyone to know about Arthur's memory until he was ready. 'Or are you meeting someone?' He asked seeming trying to ferret it out. "I am not!" She demeaned back, trying to remember she was not a servant at the moment. The other knights, out side the famous five she was nervous around. He did not stop but keep walking past, as if he simply wanted her aware that he knew she was up to something but he didn't care enough to actually follow her to find it out. 'My lady.' He every so subtly mocked her as her passed by. Guinevère stood there until he was fully gone and his foot steps had faded.
Then she hurried down the hall she was turning into and keep going, not realizing she was just passing by the man she had been looking for . . . .
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