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What Heaven Is...
Chapter 2- "Dreams in the Mist"
"Does it all count for nothing!" I exclaimed at Arthur.
He looked me in the eyes and I saw the hurt behind his eyes.
"You ask me this? You who know me best of all?" he said as we continued to look at each other.
No I wouldn't let this happen.
"Then do not do this! Only certain death awaits you here Arthur! I beg you for our friendships sake, I beg you." I pleaded.
Arthur sighed and put his hands on both sides of my head.
"Then be my friend now and don't dissuade me. Seize the freedom you have earned and live it for the both of us. I cannot follow you Lancelot!" He exclaimed before walking off.
I opened my eyes. Why was this coming back to me? I put my hand over my eyes and took several deep breaths.
I cannot follow you Lancelot!
"But I followed you…I followed you!" I exclaimed before I could silence myself.
I saw people moving about in the hall surrounding my room. I sighed and tried to move, flames of pain erupted in my body and I cried out in anger.
"I can sit like this no longer…" I said to myself.
"Unhappy? Or is this your happy face?"
I wiped at the sides of my mouth as Guinevere came into the room.
"Do you try to annoy me, or are you just annoying?" I asked in return.
Guinevere's eyes narrowed and she came closer to me.
"Do you need water?" she asked.
I sighed and nodded.
"Please…"
She nodded and poured me a small cup of water. She lifted my head and put the cup to my lips.
"Guinevere…I can drink by myself, if you would just help me sit up a bit." I said.
She looked about before she answered.
"Lancelot, I don't think it would be…"
"Guinevere, just sit me up." I demanded.
She sighed and placed her hands behind me and helped me to sit up. I winced with pain but I reached for the water.
"Why did you come in here?" I asked her.
She looked at me, and I saw something flash in her eyes.
"Because…everyone else was too busy, so I came."
That's a lie; you just wanted to see me.
"Hmm…and where is Arthur?" I asked.
I wanted to talk to Arthur, tell him I was sorry for being stubborn the night before. I wanted to tell him that I was grateful that I was alive. I wanted to tell him that he was my brother, and I cherished him.
"He's in his quarters." Guinevere answered.
I nodded and looked away from her. I didn't want to look at her at this moment. Why was this?
Because you're falling for her.
She eyed me for a moment before a small smile crossed her lips.
"You're actually almost being nice to me…"
My eyes snapped back to her.
"Nice? I'm in pain, and I don't want to talk, this isn't being nice."
The smile faded from her face. She walked towards the door,
"Lancelot…" she shook her head and sighed dismissing the thought.
I looked around the room, not wanting to actually meet her eyes.
"Good day…" she said as she started out.
"Guinevere…" I called to her against my will.
She turned back towards me, her face a portrait of annoyance.
"Thank you…"
"Thank you for what? For letting you use me for your anger?"
And with that she left. I sat there for a moment before I smiled and laughed. I ran my hand back across my forehead, and drew back when I felt the moisture that now covered my hand. I reached for the blankets and threw them off my body, wanting to cool myself. Chills passed over my body and I looked at the blazing fire.
It's not the fever returning…just too hot in here.
I shut my eyes and let myself slip into a light sleep.
When I woke, the blankets were back over me and I was lying in the bed. I cursed and heard laughter.
"Do you always have to be so stubborn?"
Arthur's voice. I looked around the dark room and saw him seated at a table in front of the bed.
"Arthur…"
He smiled and stood up. He walked to my side and put his hand on mine. I saw him hesitate, and draw his hand back.
"Lancelot…your hands are as cold as death's." He replied.
His hand quickly went to my head. He shut his eyes and he sighed.
"My dear friend…"
Don't you say it. Where's Guinevere, she'll tell you…
"Guinevere!" Arthur called from the room, as if he read my thoughts.
She came into the room swiftly and came to the side of the bed. Arthur pulled her aside and whispered something to her. I saw her look at me, and she put her hand over her mouth.
"I have a physicianfrom Rome coming, but he will never make it in time…" I heard Arthur say.
"We need to get his fever down…" Guinevere added quickly as she walked back towards me.
"Lancelot…you're burning with fever, we need to try and moderate it." she explained.
She turned back to Arthur.
"Go find Merlin, he may be of some use tonight." she whispered.
Arthur exited the room quickly. I felt Guinevere's cool touch on my burning skin. She removed my shirt first and grabbed a cloth from the wash basin. She wrung the cloth several times before placing it against my skin. I winced at the touch, but soon let the cloth soothe me.
"Don't do this to us Lancelot…don't lose the battle yet."
The cloth made contact with my forehead and I leaned into the touch. I could feel the water disappear as it came in contact with my skin.
"Lancelot…look at me…" Guinevere was telling me.
I blinked slowly and stared up at her.
You are so beautiful…I don't want to die.
"You're not going to die, do you hear me? Lancelot!"
The ice was freezing; my breath seemed to turn to icicles in front of me.
"It's not going to break, fall back! Prepare for combat." Arthur exclaimed as we all dropped our bows and started to back up. I saw Dagonet run forward before I could comprehend what was happening.
"Dag!" Bors screamed after him.
"Cover him!" Arthur commanded.
"No!!!! Dag!!"
I tried to sit up, but I was too weak to move. I felt the cool cloth against my stomach.
"Relax…relax…" Guinevere whispered as she ran her hand through my hair.
"Dag…"
I closed my eyes tightly, trying to shut out both the emotional pain, and the physical pain.
"Try to take deep breaths Lancelot…stay with us, fight until Merlin can get here."
I knelt down next to Arthur and peered into the cell. The young woman looked at us with swollen eyes. I studied her for a moment and watched as Arthur broke the chain that held her captive.
"I would have left you…I'm sorry Guinevere…" I said with difficulty.
My whole mouth was dry, and I tried desperately to moisten it.
"What?" Guinevere asked as she leaned closer.
"What do you need?" she continued.
My eyes locked with hers, and I seemed to be entranced by the sheer beauty of them.
"Lancelot…what do you need?" she asked as she put the cloth to my face again.
"I need you…I need your beauty to get me through this…"
I saw her step back from the bed and put her hand to her chest.
"I never wanted to say those things…I've only wanted to tell you that I…"
A cup was placed to my lips and water started to pour into my mouth. I swallowed, but started to cough. Guinevere put the cloth against my stomach again and continued to pat down my body.
I think I'm in love with you…
I closed my eyes and let the cool touch help me fall back into a sleep like trance.
"Stay with me Lancelot…because it seems I need you…"
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