Stuck in a time where loyalty is most important than anything, courage proves a true knight, and trust is essential... There’s my life. King Arthur, the man I’m due to marry, is a very loving and compassionate person. I know just one way of loving; a love with my body, heart, and soul. I love King Arthur more than words can say, and to wear the crown would be a great honor. What my heart really wants doesn't particularly matter. Those are the urges that can and will be, if it has to happen, ignored. My fate is only what I make of it. The right choices will be made....if only I knew for sure what they were things would be a lot easier. He knows I care for him. He may not be sure how much but, he knows I truly do. He's starting to wonder if I love Lancelot more than I do him. I can control my pursuits. It still remains I that belongs with him. He is my fate.
