"Now?" I gasped? I felt angry and disappointed. I mean. I'm a character but that doesn't mean I don't LIKE being me. Me arms loosened their grip and hang down next to my body. Lancelot winked and abandoned me.
I never felt so alone. I had recognized the smile on Lancelot's face I muttered. "Tomorrow, same time?" Hoping the sentence he would reply was telling me the same as his face. But when he walked away, I wasn't sure if I should feel right or wrong about him. After all he was a man, you know.
But why am I babbling at you, you're just a fan right? Just one of those surfing fans. All right, now I feel exposed and if you're still not sure who I am, you're dumb. My name is Gwenhyfer. At least that's what the writer called me. In fact I really had that name.
Being Gwenhyfer isn't fun, you know! I'm supposed to an blessed woman but I can't have children. I'm involved with the knight of my King and in the mean time my husbands half-sister has a son by Arthur. Be real and cut me some slack will you. Well, now you know who I really am, I can continue my part of the myth. And most of it is about Lancelot. smiles