Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own any character from King Arthur
This story is set a week after the battle at Hadrian's Wall, Arthur has been declared King of the newly named Camelot, Lancelot has been in and out of consciousness after Merlin advised that the only way he will live, is if they can break the fever with ice cold water poured over his body and then wrapped in warm blankets, this could either kill him or make him stronger due to his near mortal wound he received saving Guinevere.
Chapter 1 Healings & Understandings
The battle that would go down in history at Hadrian's Wall had taken a lot out of the Knights & the Woads, the Woads having lost many, the Knights just one Tristan an excellent scout & a fierce Knight. They had also come close to loosing another great Knight Lancelot, cocky loyal friend of the now King Arthur is resting in the hospus.
The grass was as green as can be & the sky was as blue as the ocean, the feeling of riding at full canter with his black stallion no thoughts or cares just pure freedom, suddenly at the corner of his eye he spots a beautiful women he slows his horse to a stop and dismounts, he starts to follow her he can't keep up she's leading him through thick bushes, he can feel the twigs scratching at his skin, he briefly catches her eyes as she looks behind to ensure he is following, those big brown eyes looked so familiar. She turns and runs on to a battlefield, he looks back towards the path he has come and he can see his horse waiting for him, he looks forward back to the battle and now sees the gorgeous women he followed dressed in full woad battle attire, she's in trouble, he runs at all his might to save her he makes it just in time slicing the man with his swords he smiles at her she is trying to say something he can not hear her warnings she's now running towards him he turns around and she dives in front of him the arrow pierces her heart and she collapses to the ground, he throws his sword with everything is has left and it reaches its target impaling the Saxon and kills him, everything's fading black he tries to reach the young women on the floor, she is struggling to breath her eyes locks with his before she closes them for the final time.
"Guinevere" Lancelot wakes in a panic his breathing is erratic, his body covered in sweat, Guinevere rushes into the room "I heard screaming is everything alright" she's standing there in front of him wearing a simple white dress and with a concerned look on her face.
Lancelot breathes easier knowing she has survived, "bad dream my lady, how long have I been here??" "7 days you have slept, the fever has finally broken, you gave us all a terrible fright for moment we thought you may not make it" she says as she walks closer to his bed "Arthur, where's Arthur?" "He has left your side for only a moment he will be very happy to see you awake" "What about everyone else, B ors, Galahad, Gaiwen & Tristan, did they all make it"
Guinevere cautiously sat on the bed next to him "I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news, Tristan bravely fell at the battle" Lancelot tried to sit up his face was utter despair how could Arthur's god save him a ruthless killer but take a man like Tristan. "Lancelot please you must rest" pushing him back down and running her long thin fingers through his damp black curls he slightly turned into her touch, he opened his eyes again and found himself staring into those big brown eyes he dreamt about only a moment ago. "I'm glad you made it my lady" "I nearly did not but..." that moment Arthur came through the door; Guinevere stood up from the bed and walked towards Arthur.
"Lancelot, about time you decided to wake up" he said teasingly "You know me Artorius any excuse to rest" "I thought we may have lost you brother" coming forward and placing a hand on Guinevere's shoulder the gesture not gone unnoticed by Lancelot "You should know that it will take more than armour piercing arrows to keep me down" smirking at Arthur, Arthur laughed, the first time Guinevere had seem him laugh since the battle "Rest now, then we can get you out of this god forsaken place and back into the castle grounds, come my lady" Arthur gesturing for Guinevere to leave the room, she turned back to Lancelot "I will come back tomorrow to check on your welfare" she the left the room with Arthur. Lancelot closed his eyes and hoped now better dreams will come to him.
As Arthur and Guinevere made their way back to the castle she barely spoke a word "something troubling you Guinevere" Arthur asked concerned "I fear for Lancelot, Arthur, I told him about Tristan, he asked and I could not tell a lie" looking at Arthur "Fear not, Lancelot is strong he will come through this, we all will stronger than before.
The next day as promised Guinevere went to Lancelot's side to aide him in his recovery his wound was healing well he still couldn't move around and he was starting to get frustrated with himself, one particular morning she entered his room only to find him trying to stand but was having a little trouble, she rushed to his side "You must stay in bed Lancelot and gather your strength" "I'm sick of staying in bed, women I want to breath some fresh air" he demanded "If you are going to insist on getting out of here then please let me help you" "I do not need your help I am quite capable of getting myself out of here" he abruptly replied "Why do you always have to be so stubborn" she argued back "The same reason you always have to be a controlling bitch" he replied coldly and frustrated.
After the initial shock of the harshness of his words she nods her head, "fine walk yourself out of here" she turned to leave, Lancelot finally stood on his feet but he became immediately dizzy and began to fall, Guinevere turned just in time to catch him, he managed to reclaim his step but leaning mostly on Guinevere, as she helped him back to an upright position, she was checking his wound "In your arrogant outburst I hope you did not tare your wound" running her fingers over his bare chest
around the area where the arrow went through to him make sure the stiches were in place, he took her hand from where she was inspecting "I'm fine..., really" he spoke softer, she looked up when he took her hand and there eyes met she didn't realise how close she was standing one of his arms was around her shoulders and one of hers was around his waist keeping him up, if anyone had walked in on them they looked like they were in a lovers embrace.
Trying to find something to say to break the uncomfortable silence that had fallen over the room "will you help me outside please" "If you had listened to the controlling bitch in the first place this wouldn't of happened" she replied angrily helping him outside, trying to hide the effect he quite clearly had on her.
She helped him outside into the fresh air and he breathed in and out deeply relishing in the freedom of the outside world instead of been couped up in that dingy room. He leaned against a wall and let go of Guinevere "Thank you" he wanted to apologise but he couldn't she nodded in response, they stayed out there for a while in silence until Bors came along to bring happy news to Lancelot, the healer has advised that they can now take Lancelot back to a room in the castle.
So what you think so far, this is my first time writing a story I have gone back and updated and re-edited the story, if you like it please review!!