A/N: Quick question. Does a drabble have to be 100 words?
Noble: Of or characterized by high moral qualities.
Gwen was completely oblivious to Lancelot's adoring gaze as saw she walk past the training grounds with Arthur. Both were exchanging meaningful looks. Both thought they were being discreet, they weren't.
Lancelot only just managed not to sigh after her like a love sick puppy.
"You know what your problem is."
Lancelot turned around hastily, embarrassed to be caught watching Gwen. Even more embarrassed to be caught by Gwaine who tended to announce his presence long before he was in sight by 1) drunken singing or 2) starting a fight with any one in sight."What Gwaine?"
"You try too hard."
"I don't think that's the problem. In fact I barely try at all, she's chosen Arthur. I would never dream of stepping between them."
"I wasn't referring to trying to get her attention. You're to knightly to try that. This brings us back to the original problem; you try too hard to be noble.
"Well I am a noble."
"I too am a noble; in fact I was born a noble. It's never affected how I act." No Gwaine, it most defiantly has not has not. "But you notice I too was knighted. Sometimes getting what you want means doing it you own way. Not that I wanted to be knighted."
" Thanks Gwaine," Lancelot drawled, "I'll keep that in mind."
A/N: We all know how this ends.