BE BRAVE (QUEEN GUINEVERE)
Time. Guinevere thought she had all the time in the world but now as they stand here hand in hand she can feel the time they thought they had slip away. Minute by minute drains second by second.
The Knights are behind them tense and impatient for the call. There is fear and the smell of polished armor in her nose. The jangling of chainmail fills her ears.
She glances to his other side. There is Merlin as always. Today instead of a big grin adorning his face, he is pale and serious. This is not the time for his jokes.
She feels the wind pick up and sees the hoards ahead of them move. They are like a wave of death flowing over the land. She looks at the ground as nausea washes over her.
She feels his hand tighten its grip on hers. She returns the squeeze. Somehow they reassure each other in that moment. She takes a breath to calm her nerves.
"Ready?" He whispers. She knows that he has his doubts.
"I'm ready." She whispers back. If he knew the truth he would send her away. She wasn't a warrior like him.
He pulls his sword. It makes a ringing sound as it's released from its scabbard. He looks to Merlin and they nod to each other. That is the only communication they need.
He looks at her and smiles. She gives him a weak smile back. She tries to hide her fear. She is sure he sees it in her eyes.
They share one last kiss before the battle. Will it be their last kiss? She tries not to think about it but she can't help herself. She lets go of his hand reluctantly and pulls her sword.
FOR THE LOVE OF CAMELOT! He shouts.
The knights answer him. FOR THE LOVE OF CAMELOT!
He points his sword forward and they all rush down the hill. They are side by side until the first enemy is reached.
She loses sight of him. She does what she has learned in the training he insisted she attend. She fights hard for herself, for her family, for Camelot and for her King.
The battle rages for what seems like forever.
She fells her last enemy and looks around. She sees nothing but bodies. Blood red capes and bloody bodies as far as the eye can see.
She starts to panic. Where is he?
"GUINEVERE!"
It's him. He is alive. She runs to the sound of his voice jumping over bodies as she goes. It feels like it takes forever to reach him. She falls against him. She kisses him passionately.
"Arthur!" She whispers in relief.
He laughs. She cries.
Merlin smiles.