Secrets.

-Brittany-

She kissed me. She actually kissed me. Well, she is still kissing me now. I quickly reciprocated, kissing her back by pressing my lips harder against hers. She pulled me impossibly closer, our whole bodies pressed into each other. I was grateful that she was not in her armour for once, as I could feel the shape of her body as it fit with mine, we fit together so perfectly, like a puzzle piece. We pulled away and I stared into dark brown orbs. She smiled at me and I bit my lower lip. I cannot believe that just happened. She suddenly looked worried and pulled away completely, cursing quietly.

'San?' I said curiously as she paced before me. 'San? What's the matter?'

'FUCK.' She shouted suddenly as she ceased her pacing. 'I should not have done that. That was wrong, I cannot believe I did that to Artie. Fuck, shit, fuck fuck.' She pinched the bridge of her nose and turned to face me. 'I am sorry your highness, I should not have done that. I apologise profusely. I must leave you now, before I force you to do something you would regret again.' She bowed and went to leave.

'I do not regret it.' I said, stopping her from walking. She glanced at me. I should regret it. This was wrong. I am Queen Guinevere Brittany Pierce, wife of King Arthur Pendragon, she is his closest friend, a Knight. Santana Lancelot. I should not feel this way. 'I do not regret it.' I repeated more confidently, looking her right in the eyes.

She looked surprised, but before she could say anything more I grabbed her face and kissed her again, forcefully. After a few seconds she kissed me back and I smiled into it. I did not care at that moment, Artie did not matter, nothing mattered except her and me. I felt lightning course through my body from our lips, warming my insides and sending butterflies flapping around inside my stomach. I pulled away and looked into her eyes. 'I honestly do not regret it at all.'

Santana smiled at me. 'Then nor do I.' I went to kiss her again when we heard a voice calling her name. She sighed and led me out from under the tree. 'I am here!' She called as one of the young Princes from Lothian hurried over. He was blonde and had rather large lips. 'Prince Gawain?' She asked as he stood before us.

'Sir.' He bowed. 'Please call me Samuel. Or Sam. I do not like that name.' He said pulling a face.

'Can I call you Trouty Mouth? Your lips are much like the fish.' He frowned and I stifled a giggle when I heard her call him that. It was true. They did.

'Fine, erm. The King has requested your presence immediately, you and all of the Knights. He sent me to search for you, apparently it is important.' Santana nodded and they bowed as he left, her saying she would be along momentarily.

She turned to me when he was out of earshot. 'Britt...' She started.

'Yes San?'

'We, we cannot mention to anyone what transpired under that tree. If Artie heard of it, I fear what he would do.' She sighed again.

'I know, but I really did enjoy it. I would very much like to do it again.'

She smiled. 'As would I...' She paused and took a deep breath. 'I know we really should not, but we will talk later, at my chambers? You know where they are right?' I nodded. 'Good. After dinner. We can sort this out then, but for now I must take my leave.' She kissed my hand and left quickly heading to the throne room.

My head was a mess. I still could not forget what just happened. And how I really wanted it to happen again. And again. And again. And maybe even again. It was different being with Santana to being with Artie. With him, it seemed that we were doing everything for his benefit. He was horrible, rough and often stank, while she was gentle, but rough in a good way, and smelt divine. She made me feel so good about myself whenever she was near. It was so perfect. I knew I should not feel this way about her. It was bad enough that she was a woman, I knew that this was frowned upon in Carmelide, I was not sure about here but I am sure the fact that I was betrothed to her best friend, The King, made this whole situation even worse. I took a deep breath and decided to forget about it for now. I could worry about it when we spoke after dinner. Glad I was able to push these thoughts away, I headed to my chambers to talk to Elizabeth.

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-Santana-

I could not get her from my mind. Everything about her was perfect. Her laugh, her smile, her lips, her body, her personality, she felt so wonderful pressed against me. I have kissed many maidens in my time, but she felt different and wonderful and almost... magical. I smiled until I reached the throne room, everyone looking stern and angry seated around The Round Table. There was one seat beside Arthur and he looked the most angry. Fuck, he knows was all I could think of as I sat beside him. He nodded respectfully to me before rising, everyones attention was on him.

Artie started, 'Gentlemen. And Santana.' Puck chuckled beside me and Agrafinn elbowed him from the other side, silencing him so that Artie could continue. 'It has come to my attention that there is trouble.' I gulped, he knows, he knows. I am going to be killed. 'King Jesse St James of Adrenalide is raising an army against us. He wishes to take Camelot by force. We must stop him. Mordred, if you will.' He sat down as I breathed a sigh of relief and Puck stood.

'Aye. It appears that King Jesse has gotten greedy, he thinks that Adrenalide is too small, he wishes to rule over Camelot. We,' He gestured to himself, and his brothers 'will happily bring our army to aide you, after your brave Sir Lancelot, so graciously helped us. We will lead this seige to Lothian and then the head knight will lead us onto Adrenalide. This expedition should take about 2 weeks to get to Adrenalide, we are not sure how long it will take to dispose of the threat but then it should only take another 2 weeks to return once again. Adrenalide is in the Northern Kingdoms and King Jesse has taken over many smaller Kingdoms within. Your Majesty.' He said nodding his head and returning to his seat.

Artie stood and glanced around us all. 'This is a very serious threat and unfortunately it must be dealt with. So after Prince Mordred has relinquished the lead to Sir Lancelot, you are to send a-'

'Wait what?' I interrupted confused as to what he was implying. I was sure that Sir Blaine was the head knight now that Artie was King. I glanced over to Blaine and saw him smiling at me.

'You are leading the seige to Adrenalide.' Artie said to me frowning in confusion as though it was obvious.

'But Sire... I have only ever lead an expedition once. Many others are far more capable than me-' He raised his hand to silence me.

'I trust you Santana. You will lead, you are my head knight. Once you have left Lothian, you are to send a messenger to inform us of your progress. Anytime you can you must let us know. If there is trouble Camelot must be prepared for an attack.' Everyone nodded in understanding. 'Now, you must inform your squires, you are to leave at dusk tomorrow. You may leave.' Everyone else left, talking about the upcoming siege, except me. I went to Artie.

'Sire...'

'What is it Santana?'

'I do not have a squire yet, I have only just been knighted... I have not yet had a chance to aquire one.'

'Since I am not going I have no need for a squire, take Rory, I am sure he will be overjoyed about this.' He smiled at me. 'You have no need to worry Santana.' He said sensing my nervousness. 'You are a brave knight and my closest friend, I know you well. Just keep a clear head and I am sure that you will succeed. Now go.' We bowed and I hurried out to the courtyard where Rory was sharpening a sword.

'Rory.' I called as I approached him. He placed it onto the ground and immediately bowed in greeting.

'Sire.'

'Call me Santana, Rory how many times?' I chuckled.

'Sorry, Santana. Is everything ok?'

'Aye. You must prepare. Tomorrow evening, we are leaving. You are accompanying me to Adrenalide as my squire.' I said quickly. It was almost time for dinner and I needed to talk to Britt even more desperately than before.

He looked so happy as he practically jumped on me for a hug, cheering. I chuckled as I pushed him off of me. 'Are you serious? You are nay pulling my leg are ye?' I laughed.

'I am perfectly serious Rory. Now go. You need to prepare our stuff. We will be gone at least a month. Say your goodbyes and everything. Report to me tomorrow. I must go for now. See you tomorrow Irish.'

'Aye you will Sire. Aye you will.' He ran off grinning like a fool, and chuckling I returned to my chambers. It was growing dark and once I was alone I sat on my bed thinking. I was confused, all thoughts of a seige far from my mind. Nay. I was thinking about her. The one woman I should not be thinking of. Of all the women I could have, I am falling for the one I cannot have. The one married to my King. My best friend. My saviour. I feel so guilty. After all he has done for me, and here I am lusting after Brittany. I groaned and clutched my head in my hands. What am I doing?

'Gold for your thoughts?' I heard a soft voice say. I smiled.

'It is nothing Q. I am just nervous.'

'About the seige?' Quinn asked as she sat beside me.

'Aye. I do not know what I am to do.' I replied looking at her.

'You worry too much Sanny.' She manouvered herself so she was sitting behind me. I felt her soft hands inch up my back and rest on my shoulders. 'You are so tense.' She said as she started massaging my shoulders. It felt wonderful, I moved my neck to give her better access as she added more pressure.

I jumped off the bed and away from her as I felt her lips pressing kisses to my neck. 'W-what are you doing?'

'Making you feel better Sanny, I know you want it.' She smirked at me.

'N-No I do not. I have to go. You will not be needed tonight. If you do not mind, I thought I heard the dinner bell.' I ran from the room as fast as I could cursing at myself for letting her get to me.

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It was after dinner. I was alone in my chambers waiting for Brittany. I missed her so, she was at the end of the table with Artie and the whole time, I could not stop looking at her. She saw me looking a few times and smiled at me, and everytime she did I felt my heart flip and I felt warm inside. I wish she was mine.

'San?' I heard her call. I rushed to my door and opened it, welcoming her in. As soon as the door was shut I felt her soft lips against my own. My eyes fluttered closed as I leaned into the kiss. She eventually pulled away so that we could breathe.

'W-wow.' Was all I could say. Once I had fixed my melted brain I cleared my throat. 'Erm. Britt, we need to talk...'

'I know, but I have been wanting to do that all day.' She smirked. I chuckled and told her to sit down.

I sat beside her. I knew what needed to be said, I had been practicing it since I returned so I said it quickly to get it out. 'Listen Britt, I really, really like you. And I know that it is wrong and that we should not be doing this, but I cannot deny how you make me feel. I want us. I know that is impossible, because you are married and a Queen, but knowing that does not stop my heart from dancing in my chest whenever I see you, or a smile creeping across my face whenever I see you smile, or the constant want to kiss you, touch you, t-to... love you. So the choice is yours. We can find a way to be together, or you can do what you should, which is forget about this, about me, and stay loyal to your loving husband.'

She looked surprised, she sighed deeply and looked into my eyes before speaking. 'Well... Santana. I want you. I know that what we are doing is not right, but I cannot help myself. I just want to be near you all the time. I want to kiss you so badly right now. Being with you is different to being with Arthur, with you it just feels right. So I have made my choice, and that choice is you. I knew I would choose you from the first moment we met. I knew that no matter what, you are all I want.'

I grabbed her and kissed her hurriedly, she was so perfect and I needed to feel her with me one more time.

'I'm leaving tomorrow.' I said suddenly once we stopped.

'W-what?' She looked angry.

'I have to lead an army to Adrenalide. I have to fight and protect Camelot.'

'How long will you be gone?' Her face softened when she realise it was not by choice.

'I-I do not know. Brittany, we leave at dusk but I do not want to leave you.'

'Aye. But you must my love.' She kissed me softly. 'I must go, Arthur is expecting me, but I want to see you again before you depart. Do you promise me?' She held up her pinky.

'Aye. I promise.' I linked mine with hers and kissed her knuckles gently, trying to convey my feelings to her.

'The gardens, under the tree. Before you leave.'

I nodded and she kissed me one last time before she left, taking my heart with her.

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A/N So I'm sorry for the late update, I had a busy few days - with work, a party, trip to London and then a little bit of drama I had no time for this, even though I wrote a two-shot, which I needed to write to get out certain feels, you know? Anyway, I hope you liked this and as always please review.

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P.S. 20 days left, til I'm 16 at last. I will probably add a countdown each chapter as I am so excited WOOP. As you were. :D