guinevere wastes no time in taking the knight's hand and placing a kiss upon it as he did often to her. with a light laugh, she flips over his hand before placing a small chain in his palm. it resembled a necklace that he most likely had seen the queen adorn occasionally. " merry christmas, my love. while in camelot, i found one of my old necklaces i wished to give to you. i believe i altered it enough so you can put it on your armor. it brings out your eyes! and, this way i will be with
he could only smile as she laid a feathery soft lip ‘pon his hand / knuckle area , something he often did in respect towards women especially his dearest Guinevere . Lancelot would offer a somewhat quizzical expression as she placed a small chain within , how thoughtful of her … how thoughtful indeed . this is another reason why he had fell so hard for her , she seemed to have him wrapped so closely that even he - himself disobeyed the code & became ENRAPTURED by her beauty , her kindness , her wild-flower demeanor.
“ Oh Guinevere , your eyes shine so lively & full of the sun itself , never have I seen something so warm before. “ he does clasp the chain close as a free hand wraps around lithe waist to bestow to her a small twirl , wanting her to dance just a bit with him. “ I vow to take you someplace warm , somewhere we can feel the sun again … “ digits clench her own , a soft but firm squeeze in a reassuring manner.
“ and for you , a pendant . one that has been with me my entire life , its what I have left of my mother- I want you to have this Guinevere. “
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