Epilogue
The sun was blinding and I raised my hand to block it. I sighed; it'd been seven years since she'd left me, seven years of longing for her return, praying for it, but alas nothing came. She'd given me a precious gift, a gift she had brought into the world with the last ounce of her strength. I smiled as my daughter bounded towards me, her black hair falling down her shoulders. She clutched her bow in her hand tightly and waved at me. I smiled and waved back softly.
"Ok, do you remember what I taught you?" I asked.
She nodded and stuck her tongue out in concentration. I laughed as she pulled the arrow back. She let it go and it flew quickly through the air and hit the target yards away.
"Daddy!"
I laughed and went to take her into my arms when she saw him. She cried out in joy and dropped the bow; I watched her run towards him with open arms. He caught her and swung her up.
"Uncle Arthur! Daddy's teaching me how to shoot a bow!" she exclaimed.
Arthur laughed and kissed her on the forehead. I saw him glance up at me, and I felt a shiver pass through my body.
"Arthur…"
My heart pounded quickly in my chest. My King, and best friend stood there silently, staring at me with tears in his eyes.
"Lancelot?"
I knew he'd heard everything, Merlin stood behind him and I saw his eyes rise to mine.
"Arthur…I'm sorry…"
I couldn't for the life of me understand how he'd forgiven me. Now as he stood in front of me, clutching my daughter to him I felt my heart break. I'd destroyed him, and I couldn't take it back or make it better.
He nodded at me, and a look of understanding passed between the two of us. Arthur laughed again and broke our gaze; he patted my daughter softly on the head.
"Well, your father is the best teacher."
I smiled and reached out for my daughter. She smiled and kissed Arthur on the cheek before running towards me. I catch her in my awaiting arms and look back up at Arthur. He smiles and I return it, knowing that things will be fine.
"Daddy, do you think one day I'll be able to be a great warrior?"
I stood there breathless for a moment, the question knocking the air from me. I felt the small smile spread on my lips and I looked at her.
"Yes Guinevere, one day I think you will be a great warrior…"
Just like your mother…
I stared the crinkled note that Guinevere had written to me. I smiled and my thoughts raced back.
"What do you yearn for Lancelot?" Guinevere asked me.
I looked over at her and smiled.
"I have everything I need my lady, save freedom, but I've come to accept that." I said.
Guinevere gave me a probing look.
"There must be something…"
I sighed,
"I wish only to know what heaven is…with you."
The End
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