Lancelot....a survivor he puts people before himself. In a society where power or greed for things determines who or what you will become, there’s him, completely selfless. He is the one confusion in my life. Faced with diversity and of what everyone else expects of you. I’m not sure if I love him as much as I fear I do. What we shared may be bigger than what I’m making it to be. But I have a plan, although I’m lost as to where he is in my life. King Arthur is whom I’m going to marry regardless as to what Lancelot or I feel. There is a possibility of me being particularly happy, but I’ve already pledged myself. I cannot hurt him. I will not turn back on the decisions I’ve made. He has proven himself worthy. Sure he sacrificed himself to risk saving my life, and sure I do feel a certain attraction towards him, but there are some things in this journey I will have to risk being without. Whatever is in the greater good of the kingdom is what matters most. I will do what’s in my power to be done. Marrying King Arthur is what I plan, until my mind tells me otherwise.
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