Chapter 13:
It was a few days after that day in Badon Hill and was the day of Guinevere's and Arthur's wedding day. A day that was
filled with such happiness that it was impossible not to rejoice in this happy matter.
Guinevere was glowing with happiness and I smiled as I gazed at her beautiful reflection as she stood in her
wedding gown in front of the mirror.A beautiful gown with lace and velvet light green with gold trace lining and modest
cleavage with long, loose sleeves. Placing a hand upon her bare shoulder I gushed intently.
"Guin you look positively beautiful, you sha'll take the mere breath of my brother away" I complimented honestly.
She blushed but grinned in pleasure.
"You truly believe so?" she asked, jesting. We both laughed then I heard a knock upon the door. Grabbing the
hem of my gown I glided towards the door.
"Who be standing before the queen's chamber door?" I asked. I heard the sound of someone clearing their
throat then a deep voice answered.
"Tis I milady, the galant knight sir Lancelot" came Lancelot's voice. I felt the warmth spread within me at the mere
sound of his voice.
I looked over at Guinevere with a mere roll of my eyes causing her to giggle outloud as I walked towards the
door, pressing myself close so that he may hear me.
"Oh galant knight, her majesty has fled at the moment. Tis quite frightful for her" I remarked dramtically as
Guinevere pressed a pillow against her mouth to stifle her laughter while she was careful not to flop upon the bed to
ruin her hair.
I heard Lancelot sigh then I heard his voice which was laced with impatientness. "Now my dear princess please
if you may call her majesty forth for we must be quick to be at the ceremony that awaits our arrival" he explained in all
patientness.
I heard the annoyance for he was no fool, he knew that Guinevere sat with me inward the chamber but I was in a
bit of a teasing mood when I made that jest.
Sighing in defeat I gestured Guinevere that we should go. She rose and I quickly went for the train of her gown
just I gave Lancelot the permission from Guinevere to enter the room.
As he came in he went to say something when whatever the matter of which he wished to speak about died
within his throat as he froze in his tracks as he gazed at Guinevere then he glanced over to me as he saw that I wore a
gown similiar to Guinevere's yet mine was one of lightest blue which contrasted well with my tanned skin which was
rare in these parts but it gave away that I was not of true Britian or Roman blood.
Guinevere smiled shyly at Lancelot but yet I saw that she seeked her soon to be husband's most trusted knight
and dear friend's approval of her attire.
"Well what do you think?" she asked boldly. I was a bit surprised of her straight foward question but Lancelot
merely looked her over once then slowly kneeled before her.
"Milady I am not worthy to stand before you, such grace, such elagance. My you put Arthur to shame" he
remarked passionately. I bit my lip from laughing at the air he put on but I saw that Guinevere herself was trying to
keep her wits about her.
She waved her hand in as she addressed Lancelot. "Sir Lancelot do not flattery me so for it is most shameful of
you. Such flattery should be bestowed upon Lady Shirin, she is the maiden that has captured your heart" she advised.
I saw Lancelot look up slowly as he eyes locked with mine and he smiled deeply. I cast my eyes to the ground
but a smile crested my face as I raised my eyes to meet his.
Lancelot glanced up at me with a twinkle of mischief within his deep brown eyes that seemed to sweep me within
the fiery embers and I seemed to drown within them with no means of safety or help.
"Sir Lancelot sha'll we carry forth with this marriage?" I asked lightly. He nodded as he rose then taking
Guinevere's hand he placed a kiss upon it then with her hand within his own he began to lead her as well as I out
towards the ceremony that was about to start.
Walking towards the cliff that looked down upon the vast ocean as the warm breeze fluttered around us as I saw
Arthur stand with Bor's by his side as he anxiously waited for Guinevere and I too arrive.
Upon being in sight, I saw Galahad nod to the piper to began the wedding march that seemed to stir my very
soul for in no time I supposed that I would walk down this very same aisle.
As I laid the train upon the velvet red carpet that was covered with rose petals as Lancelot nodded me first to go
down the aisle then gave me a wink along with a mischevious smile and I merely shook my head good naturedly as I
raised my head high and began to make my way down the aisle and I saw Arthur smile at me and I gave him a smile
back as I gazed at my brother fondly.
I saw Bors move towards Vanora as we got closer towards the head of the alter. Lancelot came with Guinevere
by his side and I saw both Arthur's and Guinevere's smiles widened and Lancelot cast me a similar smile then as they
reached the alter, pressing a kiss to Guinevere's cheek Lancelot placed her hand within Arthur's as they turned to face
Merlin who stood before them to begun the ceremony.
Lancelot took his place beside me as we stood for the ceremony to begin and I managed to sneak a glance at
Lancelot who merely gave me a grin as well.
I stood there then Lancelot offered me his arm which I took as we stood there listening to Merlin going on then
finally it came to where Guinevere and Arthur were to share vows and the vows were exchanged then Merlin handed
both Guinevere and Arthur the goblet that held the wine that would completely bind them together.
I squeezed Lancelot's arm excitedly at the coming together of a nation that would probably be the greatest force
of all time.
Arthur caught my eye and smiled brightly at me and I gave him a mere wink but was grinning from ear to ear then
Merlin passed Arthur and Guinevere a goblet to which they both took turns drinking out of then after that, Merlin turned
to us all.
"King Arthur!" he called out, everyone began to cheer as well as the rest of us. Lancelot wrapped his arms
around my waist as we all called out our alligance for it meant that the woads and our people were equal now.
Arthur pulled Guinevere in a passionate kiss that even made me blush but Lancelot merely chuckled and leaned
in close to my ear.
"It sha'll be our turn soon my love" he whispered huskily and I closed my eyes in desire then I opened my eyes
in time to see Arthur unsheath Excalibur and held him up and Guinevere reached up and placed her hand upon his as
they rested there eyes upon us as we all bowed down before them, Lancelot clutching my hand within his as we both
bowed our head as they began to shoot fired arrows in the sky's.
I rose slowly as Lancelot followed as well and we all began to bask in happiness of having both the king and
queen.