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A/N: Alright, I don't know why I thought of this. I just wanted a light, funny fanfic to write in my spare time. If people really like it, I'll try to update as soon as I can. Enjoy!
At long last, peace and magic returned to Camelot. Arthur was a king who was loved and respected by the people of Camelot. With the help of Merlin, all evil magic was restrained from the kingdom. Since Arthur was king, everyone was free to live how they wanted, and everyone had a job.
As you may already know, Arthur needed a queen. Seriously, what kingship is complete without a queen involved? He knew who he wanted to marry, and he was going to propose to her tonight.
In an underground cave in Camelot, a certain magical creature got a job as well. Merlin called Kilgharrah back to Camelot after Arthur became king. Kilgharrah resides in this cave and gives people his infamous advice. The sign on the outside of the cave reads "Ask Kilgharrah: Fulfill Your Destiny."
Several peasants went to Kilgharrah asking the most ridiculous questions about their lives. Farmers would ask if their crops would be fruitful, while many people asked him how they could become filthy rich. But the customers that Kilgharrah enjoyed most of all were the teenaged girls who would ask him if the handsome young man they met a few moments ago would become their future husband. These were the most ridiculous situations.
But today, Kilgharrah received a rather interesting customer. Ever since Arthur became king, he lifted the rule that only men of noble birth could become a knight of Camelot. This means that Lancelot has returned to the land, but this time he has a very specific question.
Lancelot walked down the long dirt road that lead to Kilgharrah's cave. Something weighed very heavily upon his heart, and he needed to take action.
"I'm here to see the great dragon," Lancelot said to the guard as he paid the entrance fee.
"You can go in," the guard said.
Lancelot entered the cave and took the complimentary torch that was handed to him. As he walked in further, a rancid stench filled his nostrils. He plugged his nose as he continued walking to the center of the cave, where Kilgharrah stayed.
"Hello?" Lancelot yelled. Suddenly, the dragon flew down to his pedestal.
"Ah, Lancelot, you came. I was wondering when I would see you. So, what does this great hero of Camelot come to ask?" Kilgharrah asked.
"Kilgharrah, I come to you to seek your wise counsel. My heart is troubled, and I don't know what to do," Lancelot said.
"What is it?" Kilgharrah.
"I am deeply in love with a very beautiful and generous woman, but I am wrong for loving her," Lancelot said.
"Who might this woman be?" Kilgharrah asked.
"She is Guinevere, King Arthur's beloved and possibly the future queen of Camelot," Lancelot said.
"NOOOOO!" Kilgharrah exclaimed.
"What is it?" Lancelot asked, worried.
"You are destined for great things, Lancelot. In your future you are to become the father of Galahad, one of the greatest knights who will ever live. But, it is not in Guinevere's destiny to become the mother of this child," Kilgharrah said.
"Who will be the mother?" Lancelot asked.
"A woman who is more pure, delicate, and beautiful than any another. It is your destiny to find her," Kilgharrah said.
"Can you at least give me her name?" Lancelot asked.
"That I cannot tell you. It is your destiny to find the woman yourself. You will know when you meet her, Lancelot. Her eyes will pierce into your soul, and her goodness is beyond compare," Kilgharrah said.
"I will look for her, Kilgharrah. Thank you for your advice," Lancelot said.
"Wait! I am not finished speaking!" Kilgharrah yelled.
"What else must you tell me?" Lancelot asked.
"Heed my warnings, brave knight. If at any time in your life you return to Guinevere, you will cause great turmoil. It is Guinevere's destiny to become Arthur's bride and the Queen of Camelot. If you show any sort of romantic affection towards her, you may cause the downfall of Camelot," Kilgharrah said.
"How can that be?" Lancelot asked.
"By returning to the Queen of Camelot, you will be betraying Arthur. You will be exiled from your position as the bravest knight in Camelot. War will be waged, and this could lead to Camelot's downfall," Kilgharrah said.
Lancelot nodded, somewhat saddened. "I understand, Kilgharrah. Thank you for your time, and I promise to follow your advice. I have always known that Guinevere belongs to Arthur. I shall not interfere between their love for each other. I would hate to put Guinevere in the position to choose either Arthur or I as her husband," Lancelot said.
"Ah, such a noble decision I must say. I can assure you that if you remain true to your decision, you will fulfill a destiny that is far greater than anything you could ever imagine. Take caution, and remain as noble and brave as you already are," Kilgharrah said. And with that, he flew away.
"Thank you," Lancelot said as he walked away. As he journeyed through the dark and musty cave, he thought about what Kilgharrah had said. He did not want to cause the downfall of Camelot, and he most certainly did not want Guinevere to choose between two men. The answer was simple; he had to tell Guinevere to marry Arthur.
Later that evening, Lancelot knew what he had to do. He wanted to fulfill his destiny, but he just wanted to speak to one person.
He walked down the roads of Camelot until he reached a very familiar small house. Lancelot took a deep breath, preparing what he was going to say. He knocked on the door. Within a few seconds, the door opened.
"Lancelot! Please, come in," Gwen said. Lancelot followed her into her small kitchen, and they sat down at the table.
"Guinevere, I have come here to tell you something very important," Lancelot said.
"Well, what is it?" Gwen asked.
"It is about you and Arthur. As you already know, I have become a knight of Camelot once again," Lancelot said.
"I know, everyone loves you. You're the bravest man I've ever met," Gwen said.
"This is what I mean, Guinevere. You must stop thinking about me in this way. From this point forward, I want you to think of me only as a friend, and nothing more," Lancelot said.
"But Lancelot, how could you say this? You once told me that you loved me so much that you would die for me," Gwen said.
"If any harm ever came to you, I would die for you without a second thought. You gave me something to live for. You showed me that there was a purpose to my life, and you made me happy," Lancelot said.
"What are you trying to say?" Gwen asked.
"Guinevere, I want you to be happy. I don't want you to think of me as your lover anymore. Your heart belongs to Arthur. I know that you love him, and I don't want to interfere with your relationship. It is your destiny to become the Queen of Camelot and the mother of Arthur's heirs. You cannot fulfill this destiny if I am in the way," Lancelot said.
Gwen's eyes began to fill with tears. "Lancelot, I don't want you to feel as if you are a burden. Please do not leave Camelot for my sake," she pleaded.
"I will not leave Camelot, Guinevere. I am going to continue to serve King Arthur as a knight of Camelot. I know that I am destined for great things, just as you are. You must follow your path and marry Arthur, and I must follow mine. But not matter what happens, I will always have a special place for you in my heart," Lancelot said.
"Lancelot, I will always love you. But you are right; my heart belongs to Arthur, and him alone. Thank you so much for understanding. You will always be the bravest and most noble knight I have ever known, and I hope you find the woman who is worthy of your love," Guinevere said.
"My lady, I wish you the best of luck. Just remember that if you ever need anything, I will be there for you. I want to serve you and Arthur for the rest of my days. Good bye," Lancelot said. He then bent down and kissed her hand. They hands clasped for a moment, and then they let go.
Lancelot turned around and left the house, feeling relieved that Camelot would be safe from his rash decisions. This was the most difficult thing he had ever done, but it was necessary to do so. Guinevere was the only woman who was strong enough to be the queen of Camelot, and gentle enough to be the wife of Arthur.
After this painful experience, Lancelot hoped that he would find happiness once again. He truly wished that Kilgharrah was correct and that he would find the perfect woman someday. But until then, there was something that continued to ring in his ears.
"You are to become the father of Galahad, one of the greatest knights who will ever live."
Out of all the knights in the world, why would he, a man who was not of noble birth, be chosen to become the father of one of the greatest knights?
So far, Lancelot believed that he had the most difficult destiny to follow, but he was not going to give up. He was going to serve and a knight and find the woman of his dreams.
A/N: This wasn't necessarily a funny one, but I wanted Kilgharrah to play a part by mentioning the important events that occur in Arthurian Legend. Perhaps if Lancelot knew of his destiny, he wouldn't have had it in his heart to betray Arthur by having an affair with Guinevere. I hope that you all liked it, and I'll write a funny chapter as soon as possible. In the meantime, if you could make a suggestion of who you would want to visit Kilgharrah next, that would be appreciated. Just write your suggestion in a review. Oh, and be sure to stop by my profile page and take my Merlin poll. Ok, review please! Reviews make me happy and encourage me to write more.
~Fair