Through The Looking Glass May 24, 2014 15:28:02 GMT -5
Post by Guinevère on May 24, 2014 15:28:02 GMT -5
In the story you know, you have Arthur Pendragon, son of Uther, and heir to Camelot. His wife, Guinevère, born of a blacksmith and maid was peasant born. Arthur defied tradition to make her his queen. But if you travel through the looking glass and into it's mirrored worlds, then you came meet Arthur, a young man born of a farmer who longed to become a knight in a land that only allows nobles to attempt to join the ranks. His friend, Merlin, aids him into getting fake papers, thus pretending to be a knight from the border lands.
Taking the name William of Deira; he past their tests, joined their ranks, and quickly showed natural talent (also steaming from years of self practice on his farm) of being the greatest knight the kingdom--or it's neighbors--had ever seen. He won jousts, the melee, and most competitions.
On this day, Arthur is escorting the king's only daughter to visit her mother's grave. He and a few others severe as her guards and escorts. Little do they know that men are waiting to attack the party, and kidnap the princess. One such person, knows that Sir William is not who he says he is . . . .
Guinevère pulled the reigns of her horse gentle so that it would stop. There she waited for one of the knights to help her dismount. While normally her eyes would see out Sir William for he make a quite dashing figure in chainmail, today her eyes were only for the gravestone a short walk ahead. Sir Percival helped her down, and she gave an gentle order, "I shall go alone from here." To visit her mother, whom had died at her birth. Giving a soft nod of her head she lifted her dress just an inch to be able to walk to the large stone that marked the place her mother rested.