A Cry Of Warning [Guinevère & Her Arthur]

[Guinevère]

"I know that you would not make accusations about Agravaine if you had no evidence." Did he? Did he really believe she was still honest enough to not just say things or do things to hurt others? She had feared that he might, for he seemed to lose all trust in her, and all faith in her. Knowing that he still believe that much filled her with some hope and a little bit of pride that she had not fallen so low from his grace.

"--sacrifices--" That word made her wonder how he was seeing her actions. She didn't think she had sacrificed anything. What had she given up? Nothing. She's only taken and ruined what she was given. There was a long moment of silence before she whispered, "I was not going to fails you again." She had betrayed him once, she wasn't going to do it again with silence. By not trying, and not risking everything he had left to give him a fighting chance.

[Arthur Pendragon]

"I was not going to fail you again." Arthur wasn't sure how to respond to her words. He didn't exactly see it as her failure. Perhaps more his own . . . for not seeing the signs. For surely, there had to be signs that she was unsure or not entirely certain about them. Such a night could not just have sprung out of no where. It had taken planning and thought and . . . Arthur could not think on it. Not right now. Not when she was in his arms and he was grateful that she was still alive. "I'm just glad you're alright." That she was alive. And now safe. Well, would be safe. Once Agravaine, Morgana and Helios were dealt with accordingly. She was targeted because of him, Arthur had no doubt about that. He would just be sure that none of their enemies were successful in their attempt to harm her, or anyone else.

He still hoped that Agravaine had an excuse for his actions, but knew it was wishful and naive thinking. Just as it had been when he had first found out about Morgana's betrayal. There was no justification for it . . . and there would never be. "And I'll be sure to keep you safe." Safe, here in the kingdom. He knew that his words implied that he would be sure of it personally . . . and had she been his wife, it would have been so much easier. But who knows what would happen between them now. There was so much healing that needed to be done, and yet whenever he held her . . . he felt that anything was possible. Even forgiving her for what had happened that night.

[Guinevère]

Guinevère assumed that his words of 'I'll' meant more as in the kingdom would. Surely that was what he meant when he said such words, for he could not personally keep her safe while she was in the lower towns, or a small village in the kingdom. "You need not fear for me, I am not their target." He was, and his kingdom. Or for Morgana, his throne.

"They come for you, it is yourself that you need to protect." She would be nothing to them. They had no reason to seek her out, nor to seek her harm. For all they knew, she was dead. Arthur had not made any changes to the castle as of yet as he had not believed until now. His uncle would tell them that her word was disbelieved and they would be the ones caught unaware. For Arthur saw now. Saw that his uncle was no longer the same man he once was. "You are the one in danger now." And she wasn't able to protect him from what was coming.

[Arthur Pendragon]

She spoke of how he need not fear for her, because she was not their target. Yet . . . she had been chased by them, and fallen victim to their attack. "You had become their target," he said, speaking aloud his thoughts. And for what? For him. Because of him. Yet again, someone he cared about was suffering because of his position. Because of his love for them. Despite her actions that night, he knew that part of her loved him. Because . . . not everything could have been a lie. Had he truly believed that, he would not be holding her as he was right now. He knew that part of her loved him, and it was because of that love that she had risked so much -- risked her life -- to come and tell him the news. "Regardless of what position I have been in, my life has always been in danger." Whether he was a prince of king . . . his life being endangered was nothing new.

All that was new was that he had a more powerful enemy than anyone else: Morgana. "Yours became endangered . . . " Because of him, he wanted to add. Yet knew that she was far too selfless to ever let him blame himself. Even though he should, and she had every right to. "And you have suffered because of it." His hand want to her leg, gently resting on her injury to further explain his words. "I will not let it happen again," he told her with strong confidence, his eyes still resting on where he wound was. A wound that could have cost her her life. And then, he really didn't know what he would do without her. For it was one thing to lose her emotionally, and an entirely different matter to lose her physically . . . forever.

[Guinevère]

"The only reason they even though to see harm to me, was because of the news I carried. I am nothing to them now. You fear the danger that has already past, Arthur." Thought the feeling of him protecting her filled her with so much joy that she could not express in these moments. Made her feel things that she was afraid to feel, and the slightest light of hope begin to shine when she knew it would only end in heart break.

"I will be safe within these walls," for however long she called them home. "It is you that I fear for, for as you said your life is always at risk. I cannot imagine a Camelot--" Or her life, "--without you there in it. Even in the farest edges, they love you, and need you. You must be careful. Helios is dangerous. I would not see you harmed."