Author's note:

One more month and we'll be starting S4: HOORAY!

It's Lancelot's turn for a drabble. A review from Naisa made me think about this.


Lancelot threw himself into his work. He had much to prove. He buried the voice that whispered, "You should not be in Camelot."

Seeing Gwen daily was ultimate bliss and ultimate agony. He did not understand addiction.

"I've been strong before," he told himself. "I'll be strong now."

There was too much to walk away from. Knighthood. Honor for his family. A chance to prove himself, to win the respect of someone like Arthur.

Lance avoided thinking. He avoided anything that would force him to be honest with himself. For it was not Arthur's respect he craved.

It was Gwen's.