I loved writing short vignettes. I was listening to this song, and it made me think of a short story based on Guinevere. I also just recently finished a story called "Misguided Roses" if you like what you what you see here, muhahah.

Disclaimer: Don't own King Arthur, characters, or Josh Groban songs.

"To Where You Are" by Josh Groban

Who can say for certain
Maybe you're still here
I feel you all around me
Your memory's so clear

Already vines had begun to spring from around the grave, covering his name and all he stood for as time trudged onward. Down on my knees I sat, painfully prying the weeds from the stone, my hands shaking from old age. I let a single tear escape my eye, making its way down my pale cheek as I held my palm to the engraved letters.

They say time will heal the pain of losing a loved one. Years…decades even…have gone by and still I have suffered. In the beginning I was told to take another husband and produce an heir, but I would not. I would not lie with another man. My heart solely belonged to the one that saved me from shadow…the knight that united a nation. My eyes wandered to my arm, the scars from old battles so long ago still visible. I could still feel his lips on every part of my body, though I have been denied them for thirty years.

I had seen him die. It was almost a decade after Badon, and I had watched as their leader sank his sword deep into his chest from behind. I could not stop the blood. I held him in my arms as his breathing slowed, his hands searching to find my face. He stared into my eyes, blinking constantly as he tried to speak. I had shook my head, not believing he was dying. He touched my cheek with his blood soaked hand, and I remember the tears gushing down my face as his heart stopped. On that day we slaughtered the enemy, leaving no man alive even after they had surrendered. I still hear the screams, and I can still feel his blood on my hands.

Deep in the stillness
I can hear you speak
You're still an inspiration
Can it be (?)
That you are my
Forever love
And you are watching over me from up above

"Guinevere!" Galahad called, making his way over to the cemetery. "It's cold, your Majesty….please, you'll surely get sick and then I'll be forced to wait on you day and night…and goodness knows I'm a horrible healer."

Looking up I smiled at my old comrade, his youthful nature never diminishing even as time took away everyone he held dear. He limped forward, his right leg never regaining its full strength after the Battle of Weldon. He never took well to retirement, and flat out refused to leave me here alone, though I knew his heart yearned to see Sarmatia one more time.

Finally he reached me and sighed heavily. His charming brown locks were replaced with aged gray strands of hair. But his eyes were the same. In them you could tell he was once quite the ladies' man. He stared at the tablet in front of me and bit his lip. "Knew you'd be here. Always sunrise, never any other time of day."

I smiled. "To remind me that one day we shall be reunited. With dawn comes hopes that I am one day closer to being with him."

Fly me up to where you are
Beyond the distant star
I wish upon tonight
To see you smile
If only for awhile to know you're there
A breath away's not far
To where you are

After we had sat in silence for hourse, reminiscing in our own minds memories of old, Galahad took my hand and helped me up. He looked beyond, where the graves of the Knights of the Round shone bright as the sun made its way up the sky. Arthur had wanted to be buried next to his men, so that their spirits would easily find each other. Sometimes I imagined what life would be like if they were all still here. Bors would grumble it was too quiet and peaceful here, while Lancelot, even with receding hair would still be chasing girls less than half his age. Dagonet would be rolling his eyes at Bors' complaints, while Gawain would play with his grandchildren. Tristan would never retire- no…he had a true warrior's spirit, and would probably be crossing the world seeking solace. And Arthur. He would be right beside me, his hand in mine as we ruled our country together.

Galahad seemed to know what I was thinking and placed his hand into mine, indicating he was still here. I was not alone. Yet I was.

Are you gently sleeping
Here inside my dream
And isn't faith believing
All power can't be seen

As we mounted our horses Galahad spoke. "You know, Lancelot once told me a legend. He told me when a knight falls, his spirit rises into the body of a horse, a horse that will protect you from harm."

I stroked the neck of my steed gently. "I believe that." My horse turned his head towards me, his milky brown eyes staring hard into mine. He neighed softly, itching to canter back towards the stable.

"I was hoping you would dine with me in the Great Hall. Its rarely used these days, and quite frankly your spoiled nobleman are bored without your presence."

I trotted my horse forward as we made our way back to Camelot. "Perhaps tomorrow. I'm quite weary, and perhaps I will just retire to my room."

He looked at me oddly. "As you wish, my lady."

When we got back to the stables, he helped me dismount and I handed my reigns to the stable boy. I turned to face Galahad before going inside. I let my hand fall to his cheek. "You have been a good friend these many years, Galahad." He smiled and kissed my hand playfully. He knew how to cheer me up.

"Sweet dreams, my Queen."

As my heart holds you
Just one beat away
I cherish all you gave me everyday
'Cause you are my
Forever love
Watching me from up above

Up in my room I began brushing my gray hair, its length still falling right to my chest. I looked at myself in the mirror, and watched as he placed his hand on my shoulder. I let my hand search for where he touched, but could not feel him. In the mirror he smiled at me, his image young like the day we met. The day I was lifted from the shadows of death.

My room was dark from my solitude. Black curtains covered the sun from reaching in. My enormous bed was covered with pillows…something to hold on to when darkness came. But today was somehow different. A newfound exuberance erupted in me. I opened the curtains and let the light in. The sun was just beginning to set over the valley, as my people began to make their way into their homes after a hard days' work. The Saxons rarely attacked these days, but I knew we would one day let this land be theirs. Not while I was queen, however.

A slight breeze blew in from the north, tingling my skin.

And I believe
That angels breathe
And that love will live on and never leave

As I got into bed and pulled the covers over me, I reminded myself of a time where I laughed and giggled as Arthur held me in his arms, the silk covers being the only thing to hide our naked bodies. Back when I was strong we would spend hours in bed, exploring each other and finding new things to passionately caress and play. Even when we were angry I still loved him, I loved his stubborn nature clashing against mine, and I loved making up with him in this bed afterwards. But for now, I squeezed the nearest pillow against me.

Outside birds were chirping their songs of praise as nests were finally finished. I could smell sapphire and spices as it blew in from the market. Turning on my side, I looked out to see the most beautiful sunset as a rainbow of colors showered the sky. A sense of peace I had not felt for what seemed like eternity filled up inside me.

I could feel his strong arms holding me, his fingers playing with my curls. "I will see you soon, my love" I whispered, knowing he could hear me.

I took in a few breaths, my eyelids becoming increasingly heavy. I could feel my whole body slowing down, ready to rest. I was going to bed earlier and earlier each day now. Outside one of birds entered my windowsill, chirped one note, and flew back outside, the whole world beneath its wings.

I took one more large breath, knowing in my mind it would be the last one I ever took. I'm coming.

Fly me up
To where you are
Beyond the distant star
I wish upon tonight
To see you smile
If only for awhile
To know you're there
A breath away's not far
To where you are

I know you're there
A breath away's not far
To where you are