Arthur and Guinevere: Embrace (4)

First, I am tired. So I am going to cut to the chase. This is not a woe is me campaign. I cannot abide them pure and simple, however, and it is a rather substantial however, I came across コメント today that I never thought of または even fathomed and I know to some this appears perplexing. Just really never occurred to me that I would want to be anything but who I am. I snogged Mummy today and phoned Daddy whom I will snog at the first 'op'. I have never felt this way. Sorry but I tell it as it is. What got me, is the convo and what a tiny woman has done for a portion of this fandom. The confession...

    “Take care, Morgana Pengragon, for the consequences of your actions will be dire should one word slip out of place,” the blind crone had warned.

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    “Lancelot?” Guinevere calls softly as she enters the great hall, twisting the silver bracelet he gave her absentmindedly around her wrist. What am I doing here? she wonders. I 愛 Arthur. I’m marrying Arthur tomorrow.
    But I cannot seem to pull away, she realizes as her feet keep propelling her forward, towards the black shape behind a pillar.
    She...