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I watch them both.
They think I do not see, but I do. I see the longing glances and the joy they find when they are together, and I pity them. Maybe in a different time and place they may have had a chance, however, times are as they are and no man can change them. Not for greed, nor honor, nor power, not even, for love.
I do not begrudge their love, far from it, the heart cannot help who it chooses, we all need someone in these ever changing times, it was only by unlucky chance that Lancelot and I fell for the same woman.
Lancelot, brave, beautiful Lancelot. Most loyal of knights and my dearest friend, womaniser and charmer, a deadly killing machine. Except this time Lancelot desires the one woman that is unreachable, untouchable. After all the years of bedding tavern whores and village woman my first knight has found love, in the one woman he cannot have. I weep for my friend, I weep that this curse should be put upon him. He will not move to take her, this I know, because he would not be able to betray me like that. That is why he hides his love thinking I cannot see what lies in his heart, he should know better, after all these years together I can read my friend like a book. So I weep to see my beloved knight suffering. Did I save him from his wound at Badon Hill only to only to make him suffer a much more painful one?
Then there is Guinevere, my wife, Queen of Brition. She loves me, I know that, but not in the same way that she loves him. She is a wonderful queen, kind and just. She still retains her warrior spirt, I would never try to tame her, she would rather die. It is part of what I love about her, she has not given up who she is to become a queen, rather, she has intergrated it into being a queen. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever met, the one who opened my eyes to this country, who pulled me from my delusions about Rome and allowed me to see the beauty that was all around me. Even if I do not have all her heart I know that I am in it.
So you see, I can live knowing that my queen and my knight love each other because I know they both love me as well. I can live with them both seeing each other every day because I know they will not act upon their feelings. I do not fear because I know she loves both of us, was there any rule ever made that says you can only love one person?
Maybe there is one thing I fear.
What if she loves him more than she loves me?