A/N:
Sorry for the delay, guys. I've been royally stuck. So, I'm breaking out of my funk with some smaller drabbles. The last few chapters I may remove and post as a side story...but we'll see. You'll see changes later on, if that's the case.
As you all know, I own nothing but my own imagination and the improbable situations that I force upon my characters. :D
PS - I know, this isn't new...just moved. I WILL add more ASAP! Thanks for your patience, guys!
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Chapter 30
"Percival?"
The burly knight turned at the sound of the Queen's voice, and he raised an eyebrow expectantly, moving to stand at her side in the busy marketplace. The lower town marketplace was beyond busy. It bordered on chaotic, but few people minded. It was as much an opportunity to reconnect with friends and acquaintances as it was a means to purchase everyday goods. "My Lady," he responded, nodding. His hand rested casually on the hilt of his sword.
"What would you get the man who has nearly everything?" Kelly poured over the display of throwing knives and daggers, her eyes drawn to the more ornate handles. Absently repositioning the green velvet cape on her shoulders, she turned and glanced up at the huge swordsman.
Percival shrugged, answering, "Something he does not have, I suppose."
Kelly blinked at her friend for a long moment. "Thank you, Captain Obvious," she said wryly, turning her attention back to the rack of small weapons. "Come on, I'm serious. Our first anniversary, and I don't know what to get him." She frowned in annoyance. "I suck at gift giving."
Percival laughed, setting a hand on her shoulder "My Lady, you know as well as I that Arthur will love anything you give him. He adores you." He paused and surveyed her raised eyebrow. "What is it?"
Kelly sighed and moved off down the row of bustling stalls. "That didn't help in the least," she muttered. "I still don't know what to get that man..."