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I plopped myself on bed. I looked at the table, sitting on it was my gown. It was a tube top with a long flowing skirt. The dress was pure white and had golden trimmings on the bodice, it had a thin golden belt, and the skirt's flounce had golden trimmings with small golden suns on it. This was the only way to have a tiny bit of freedom.

I put on the dress and let my hair down. My back was exposed. I wasn't used to these types of clothing, since I was brought up as a boy. I stood in front of the mirror and brushed my thigh length hair. Surprisingly, my hair wasn't tangled. I sat on my bed and looked at my window. It was getting darker.

"You're majesty, it's supper time. Please go downstairs." A servant knocked on the door.

"Is it alright if you brought my food in my room?" I requested.

"As you wish, your highness." The servant left.

'I wish I could go outside...' I thought to myself.

Huh? I thought I heard someone whispering to me.

...

'It looks like you want a taste of freedom, right?' That voice was so sweet and gentle.

"How are you so sure?" I think that voice was the grail's. It almost sounded like Irisviel.

'I could see the longing in your eyes. It's alright to roam around the castle as a girl, anyway. Just don't get caught.'

"Are you sure?" I hope this wasn't a trick.

'Of course it is. Like what I said, just make sure no one sees you.'

"If you say so."

I grabbed my hooded cloak and sneaked out of my room. I hid in the shadows, so no one could see me. I ran up to the spiral staircase that leads to one of the towers. I accidentally scraped my knee after falling off on of the steps.

"Wow." This scenery was breathtaking. I could see everything from up here. I could see the stars twinkling beautifully like diamonds in the night sky. I ran to the edge of the tower and and tried to admire the scene even more. The wind blew my hair. It felt good. The whole thing going on right now felt good. I closed my eyes and tried to feel peacefulness.

"Hey, aren't any of excited to my uncle's pretty fiance?"

Huh? Was that Gawain?

"Not really. Princess Guinevere's not that appealing, for me."

"Wow, we're talking about Lancelot's girl, here."

"Lady Guinevere is not mine. She already belongs to King Arthur."

Wait, he's with Bors and Lancelot. I hid behind one of the pillars to listen even more. I know eavesdropping is wrong, but this seemed very interesting to me.

"Wow, cousin, you're just letting her go that fast. Wouldn't it be hard for you?" Bors scratched the back of his head.

"It would be hard for me, but the king's happiness has more value." Lancelot stated.

"You care for my uncle too much, just like Bedivere. Both of you keep on putting uncle in your first priorities." Gawain said with awe.

Hearing this made me feel better. I thought no one cared for me. This eavesdropping made me feel uncomfortable. I better go back to my bedroom.

Swiftly, I hid from pillar to pillar, making sure to get past from the three. I was about to reach the room the leads to the staircase, until I tripped on my skirt and scraped me knee again. The wound of my knee deepened and bled even more. Instead of having a quiet fall, a loud thud was heard.

The three knights heard the fall and rushed to where the sound might have come from and spotted me. They saw me leaning on one of the pillars trying get my balance. Gawain ran to me. He quickly brought out his sword, the Excalibur Galatine, and pointed it at my neck.

"Who are you and are you doing here, intruder? Answer me!" His voice was filled with hostility. Darn it, I forgot my sword. I'm defenseless at this moment.

"I, well... I tripped and umm... Well, I got lost in the palace and I-I... Could you stop pointing that sharp weapon on my neck, please?" I didn't know what to answer.

"How are you so sure your not an assassin?" He brought the blade even closer to my neck. He was quite frightening at this moment.

"Gawain! Just stop threatening her. I don't think someone who doesn't have that much stealth could be an assassin. Look at her, she's helpless. She also looks innocent." Bors tried to cut in. He gave me a hand and let me up.

"Thank you, good sir." I thanked him.

"Anything for someone in need." He smiled. I think I melte- What?! I-I did not just think about that...

Before I could walk out or escape, Lancelot blocked my way.

"You're not from here, are you? I have never seen you yet." He asked in a polite manner.

"Me? It's complicated. I think wouldn't understand the situation I'm going through." I sighed.

"Do you want me to assist you? You might not know the way out of this palace." He offered.

"I'm fine on my own." I replied.

"Are you sure? You might get hurt or get lost." He said in a caring tone.

"I have to go!" I felt so uncomfortable that I ran quickly to the staircase leading to the hallway near my room. One of my slippers fell, but I never cared, anyway.

"Wait, You left your slipper!" I heard him from afar.

...

Yes! No one was loitering in the hallway. The whole place was empty. No one could find me. I grabbed my skirt, so I wouldn't trip on it, making sure I wouldn't get caught. I could see the door! I quickly grabbed the knob and shut the door.

'That was close.' I thought.

I grabbed bandages,oil, a clean cloth, and ointment from my cabinet and sat on my bed, to treat my wounded knee. It stung a little.

Trying to recall what happened in the tower made me smile a bit. Maybe it's because I encountered what it felt like to have someone genuinely worry about your circumstances. I blushed a little when I remembered Lancelot concerned with me. It made me feel like a girl. I never cared about these things in my past life. Never. But now, my thoughts on feeling like a girl have changed.

I changed into my sleepwear and lay myself to slumber. I let thoughts wander into the vast field of my dreams.

Will he ever find me?

...

Meanwhile at the Tower...

"Lance, you should stop looking at that slipper. What's with that girl, anyway?" Bors said as he looked at the silver moon.

"I don't know. It's just that the girl from a while ago was mysterious. She was so graceful and captivating." Lancelot smiled as he stared at the white slipper bordered with gold.

"You know what? I kind of regret threatening the girl. She did look adorable." Gawain blushed.

"Do you think I'll ever see her again?" Lancelot wondered out loud.

"I don't know... If you do see her, could you bring her to me?" The blonde knight chuckled.


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