I have been in love with Lady Guinevere forever. Well since I was 14 and she was 11, when she stepped out of the grand hall at my great grandmother's funeral with her brother Robin, my little brother Zevin and my cousin Bryn. Thing is at that time my uncle, Merlin was trying to get her to end up with Bryn, then a promising future physician who got a little addicted to hemlock and had God knows how many children out of wedlock, a new woman every night and hs just now gotten out of prison. YOu have no idea how it feels to be held in comparison to your LITTLE BABY COUSIN, and how sweet it is to watch him fall. No, don't get me wrong I love Bryn I am just glad that he and Guinevere are done. The last time I saw Guinevere was at the summer solstice festival in Camelot held by her father the King of the Fairies Oberon and his wife Titania. The 21 year old beauty stepped out of the river in her swimming clothes, and that's when I noticed, the gorgeous face I had set eyes upon so many years ago now had a set of womanly curves, no but she was in love with Lancelot, an attractive knight from a family bred for chivalry. If you ask me though, Lancelot spent too much time on his appearance. Merlin promised me to be wed to Guinevere, the events that followed are entirely not my fault.
