Authors Note: I still own nothing. This part is about Valor aka Lancelot, and Kindness aka Gwen. NO SHIPPING IN THIS JUST ANGST!
~Lancelot~
Lancelot paced up and down in front of the grave. After a while he began to speak to it.
"You're not dead. You're smarter than that." He kept pacing, not looking at the stones.
"You're stronger than that. But you were scared, you lied. Why?" He looked at the stones, on which rested a carved dragon, as if they would offer some kind of answer. Silence followed for a few moments. Then comprehension flashed over Lancelot's face and horror was quick to follow.
"Someone found out. That's it. You fool! You thought you were putting everyone else in danger so you left and you lied. Arthur's right you're an idiot. You didn't have to leave, I could have helped." Lancelot sighed and took off his red Camelot cloak expertly folding it so that the Pendragon crest faced up. He carefully placed it next to the dragon.
"I still say you deserved to be knighted more than any of us." With that he walked away, sniffling slightly.
~ Gwen~
Gwen laid a bouquet of violets on top of the cloak and sat down in front of the grave.
"I… I have something to say. I know. Your secret. I figured it out a while ago, took me longer than I would like to admit but I worked it out. I think I really knew after the Questing Beast, there was no way Arthur could have made that recovery on his own. You saved us so many times. Without you Arthur and I would never have been friends, let alone married. I never thought I could be this happy. But…" Her voice broke and she paused, trying to collect herself.
"Without you, nothing's the way it should be. It's happy and looks perfect, but it's wrong. You saved us, why couldn't you let us save you?" She dissolved into tears and ran from the grave.