The screams from the first carriage could be heard all the way down the track

The screams from the first carriage could be heard all the way down the track. Men and women turned their heads at the sudden disturbance. It was clear from their faces that they wanted to be as far away as possible from the heated argument that was taking place in the carriage. All who heard it shifted uncomfortably as if the shouting and screaming was directed at them, all but one.

As the she rode past the carriage to take the lead of the party, the girl didn't even flinch when she rode by it. The only thing that changed in her usually expressionless face was the small smile that fought its way onto her lips.

'Good' she thought 'he told her.'

What is the point of a marriage if you can't stay with me" shouted Guinevere. "You promised that after the war was over you would never leave me."

"I didn't know Guinea, you know I didn't. Circumstance changed, now I have a responsibility to the people. It is for me to protect them. You have to understand that my flower, my beautiful G..."

"Don't you flower me Arthur, you have no right going back on your word. I gave you everything I could. Even my body, something no girl should ever do before her wedding."

"I know, I love you Guinea but I must do this love, you have to try and see this my way."

"Your way! This is not your way it is her way. She's the one who put you up to this, I know Arthur. That girl is evil she's trying to pull us apart. Who is she anyway marching on to the battlefield and taking you away from me in a glimpse of an eye? "

"Do not speak of her with disrespect Guinevere." Here Arthur's voice changed. He no longer sounded desperate or pleading, now his voice was filled with a note of defence. He wouldn't let any one belittle this girl.

"Oh, so now you're defending her are you? I've had enough, if you don't cut this nonsense right now I will tell Merlin and my people will defend my honour. The honour you have taken from me." Her voice too had changed; it was now more quite, more controlled and filled with hate.

Arthur didn't have anything to say to that, he wanted to explain that he still wanted to marry her, but something stopped him. It was Guinea's eyes; they had changed, once so filled with love and humour, now there was nothing but pure malevolence. He was not sure he wanted to marry her after all, for underneath that sweet face and gentle body lay a poorly given heart.

Arthur spared her one final look before leaving the cabin and his love behind.