A couple of weeks since the engagement the preparations for the impending wedding were slowly coming together.

Word had reached Arthur that what was left of the Saxons were moving towards his Kingdom, as word had spread throughout the country that Arthur was to marry, Guinevere was confined to the grounds and as she was a Woad she was becoming restless everywhere she went she was escorted by 2 guards.

She had formed a close bond with Lancelot, he was always there when she needed some friendly banter. He now joined her most mornings to watch the sunrise, mainly because if she was with him the guards didn't have to be with her but also because they enjoyed each others company.

This morning he was there but she was not, he found this peculiar for as long as she had been here she had only missed one sunrise and that was because she was ill, so he went looking for her.

Guinevere had rose early she took the rags from under her bed and changed into them she threw the old brown cloak on and snuck out of her chambers, before she left the room she grabbed her dagger and strapped it round her waist, she quietly crept down the hall been as quiet as possible in order not to wake her guards, she reached the exterior of the building and walked quickly to the stables.

Lancelot was heading inside when he saw someone with an old brown cloak very stranger looking especially at this hour, he followed the person and saw they went into the stables and he reached for his sword as he checked the stalls.

Guinevere was saddling her horse her back turned to the entrance she went to mount her horse, when Lancelot entered and forcefully grabbed her and pushed her hard against the wall holding her there with his body his sword lifted in his hand, he pushed her hood down to see the persons face, as soon as he recognised who it was he took a couple of steps back sheathed his sword, Guinevere breathing loudly was surprised by the attack was shaking.

"Bloody hell women, why are you dressed like that are you trying to get yourself killed" he yelled angrily she didn't respond she was frozen against the wall, Lancelot took a deep breath to calm himself down he took a softer approach walking closer towards her "Guinevere" tears welled up in her eyes and spilt down her soft cheeks, Lancelot instinctively walked closer to her putting his hand on her shoulder "I'm sorry if I scared you, I thought you were a thief" he spoke gently she brought 

her eyes up to meet his, so much showed in his eyes the main thing she could see was his genuine concern for her, she wiped the tears away annoyed at herself for showing such a weakness.

"I just wanted to go for a ride" she finally whispered. "You could of gone anytime Guin you just had to ask the guards they wouldn't mind escorting you" "Don't you see Lancelot I don't want to be escorted every where I go, I'm a woad I was raised in the forest, not to be trapped behind walls with guards, I want to feel the leaves beneath my feet the wind in my hair as I ride my horse" she took a big sigh and moved away from the wall "We once spoke of freedom, she looked up at him "I feel like a caged animal and for one day I just want to feel the freedom of been outside and not with people for whom I do not know"

The guards had entered the stable "My lady are you in here" she could here them say, Guinevere rolled her eyes and went to walk out of the stall defeated.

Instead Lancelot held her back "wait here" as he walked out of the stall "Lancelot is Lady Guinevere with you?" "She is, I will be accompanying her today on a ride outside of these walls" he said with authority "sir King Arthur, has given us direct orders never to let her out of our sights" "I am Arthurs first Knight I think he would prefer me to watch her and let me assure you Guinevere will be safer with me than the both of you, you have the day off enjoy it" he said as he walked back to the stall, Guinevere heard the conversation from where she was standing as she was stroking her horses mane.

She heard him finishing his conversation and walk back into the stall, he looked directly at her "You have one day, unfortunately you still cant go alone, but you will have more freedom with me than you would with them and well you know me" he smirked at her "I don't know what to say, thank you" "Oh on one condition" "Name it" he looked her up and down slowly so she could see what he was doing "If we have to go out together in public will you please change out of those rags" she laughed "Yes give me a moment" she walked out of the stall with a big smile on her face and an extra skip in her step.

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