Morgana smirked when the water began bubbling. She wondered what would come out from the depths. It had been a long while since she had seen Lancelot. Thinking back to the day she had met him all those years ago, Morgana pictured a reasonably attractive face set amid dark hair on top and around his head. His clothes hid his presumably muscular arms and taut behind. There were many knights who had found Morgana's favour, but none had intrigued her like Lancelot. And he wasn't even a knight at that stage. Nobility was a privilege he'd not grown up with, no matter how much he seemed to live it.
Her smile faded when his head rose out of the water. He would not look at her. She watched his shoulders, his arms, and chest; all dripping wet, all just as she had imagined. Her eyes glistened.
As he walked through the water towards her, Morgana held her breath. There was a slight change to her heartbeat. Staring down her sudden weakness, Morgana reminded herself of the plan. It was Gwen who had history with this man. Not her. Nothing could—
He stood before her, half naked, with everything else down there below the water. Morgana tried to keep her eyes on his face. She looked upon him with expectation.
"My name is Lancelot, my lady." He bowed slightly towards her. "I am yours to command."
Morgana's smirk returned. She gestured towards the shoreline, "Follow me."
Wading through the water, Morgana grimaced at the feel of wet clothes stuck against her skin. She glanced behind, pleased to see that Lancelot was indeed obeying her commands. As she reached the dry sand, Morgana turned around fully. She gasped at Lancelot. He was not all as she had imagined.
He looked downwards. "What is it, my lady?"
"You're..." Morgana shook her head. "I guess that couldn't..." She chuckled, "No matter."
"My lady, I will do whatever I can to please you."
"Oh," Morgana laughed. "I'm afraid you're in no shape..." She burst out a cackle. "I, uh," she turned away from him. "Lancelot do lack, indeed."
"My lady?"
Composing herself, Morgana nodded and faced him again. She kept her eyes level with his. "I should've brought you some clothes. Never mind. Go find some leaves, and bark, and make yourself a covering. When you are done, we'll continue on. And I will tell you all you need to do to, uh, please me."