Leontes POV
I could feel the arrow piercing through my flesh as if I were a haunted deer, prey to its attacker. For just a moment, the world seemed clear and I felt myself falling softly into the ground as two pairs of arms held me. I knew what had happened and I reckoned I had only a few moments left before death would take me. All that I could utter was "Promise me a warrior's funeral". But my thoughts were only of her. She had risked her life, claimed she had solely come to Bardon Pass to see me, no one else. I could not tell if she meant it, but it certainly made that moment pure and unique. I rejected her nonetheless and continued to fight for our people's freedom. How I wish I would not have done so. All I could see in front of me was Arthur's face, the most unwanted being on Earth right now. Still, I found it in my heart, the will to forgive him and eventually come to appreciate the fact he was at my side, until the moment I died. But Guinevere had the spotlight. In my mind, she was dancing with me, as we did on various occasions. She was laughing and then she would stop, only to open her eyes slowly, allowing me to admire her beauty. I prayed to God one more minute with her so I could actually forgive her, as I came to realize than despite her dishonest behaviour, she never meant to hurt me. It did, I admitted to myself as the numbness in my body gradually retreated, supplanted by a sharp pain in my chest. I was finding it difficult to breathe and my desperate lungs gasping for air made me cough heavily. The pain was too much to bear and as the seconds passed I welcomed the darkness of the unconscious and let myself slip through it but not before I heard a familiar voice saying "I love you". My heart pounded heavily then and I drifted away in peace.
Guinevere POV
Impotence was definitely the worst feeling. I felt so as I waited helplessly for my husband to come back from the fight. I could not take it anymore; I started feeling sick only for thinking what might be happening to him out there at Bardon Pass. Without further thoughts, I discretely took my horse by the reigns, and jumped over it at once. The people who were with me could barely react so I knew it would be long before anyone could catch up with me. Riding there seemed endless and the longer it took, the more desperate I became. As I rode on horseback, I could only think of Leontes. I had to catch my breath as I soon realized Arthur had not even crossed my mind ever since I had left Camelot. My thoughts only revolved around my husband and his safety. Luckily, before I noticed, I could make out the place where the fight had taken place. What frightened me was to see there were no attacks taking place, for it meant our side had either win or lost and I could not bear to think of the second option.
My heart stopped for a moment as I saw the situation right in front of me. Leontes was lying on his back with an arrow through the right side of his chest. Arthur and Kay were holding him on the ground and the other men, Gawain and Brastias were surrounding them. I could taste the grim atmosphere as their eyes caught sight of my approach. They remained in their positions and I ran to the man I truly loved. They moved aside to give me space for my sudden mourning. My eyes were filled with honest tears and I felt my heart being torn and ripped inside my ribcage, as if nothing was holding it in place anymore. As easy as that, in that precise moment, by world turned. I had never felt such grief in my life, not even when my father had passed away so recently. My entire life seemed to collapse with the body next to me. Instinctively, I threw my arms around the man who had had my heart without me noticing it and cried.
I could not care that four brave men were next to me as I lost control over my emotions and sobbed desperately. I only managed to say "I love you" in its purest form; without it being a compliment, or a remark due to guilt. My heart felt like it would die if I did not let those words off my broken chest. In that very moment, as I hugged him, I felt his heart beating, or at least I though I did. Without question I reacted:
'He's alive! Gawain please help me place him on my horse!' Gawain was the one nearest me and the toughest one I thought. Right then, all men gathered round Leontes and eagerly looked for any improvements regarding his health.
'He needs medical attention quickly! Let us take him to Camelot as soon as possible!' I cut a piece of cloth from my husband's shirt sleeve and pressured his wound while Kay helped me tying another band of cloth round his firm chest.
Without any more talk, we were riding back to Camelot, Gawain holding Leontes in his horse while I followed them immediately behind. The rest of the party were as eager to reach our destination as I was.