Lords of Camelot

After the small meeting of three people that day ended, Davian once again devoted himself to preparing for my king's wedding ceremony. St. Stephen's Cathedral began to be decorated perfectly, all just for my king to have a grand wedding. Davian has been looking forward to this day since then. He is really looking forward to it.

"Hey! You guys, put that over there. Merlin will be at the main seat when the time comes, and the seat next to him will be given to the Archbishop of Canterbury." Davian commanded the soldiers of the First Legion to arrange the scene. It was the design that Merlin gave him. Alas, I really don’t have any artistic talent. In this regard, Merlin, an experienced old man, is different.

At this time, someone walked here. Feeling the stranger's breath, Davian turned around keenly and put his hand on the hilt of the sword. But when he turned around, he could only see Princess Guinevere standing behind him.

"Ah, Princess! Please don't walk up behind me so casually. What if I hurt you suddenly?" Davian put his hand down from the hilt of the sword, although he was a little bit reproachful. The tone is in it. But Davian was also serious. After all, Guinevere and he hadn't seen each other for several years. Davian had long forgotten all about her.

But Guinevere didn't care at all about the offense in Davian's tone. She just smiled sweetly and said in a friendly tone: "Long time no see. Lord Davian Slyric, the most loyal and brave dragon knight, has been here since Cam Reed After our farewell, you have established countless meritorious deeds and truly won a great kingdom for King Arthur. I sincerely admire what you have done."

"I appreciate your compliment, Princess. But those are just things I should do. Sharing the Lord's worries is what a minister should do. If it is from this standpoint, then I also hope that you can take good care of my King's heart as a Princess. And share his pressure. My king is a person who pushes himself too hard, and sometimes he may be a little unfamiliar with you, so please forgive me."

Davian was still saying this at this time, of course he couldn't covet his brother's wife. Not to mention that the brother's wife was someone he set out to fix, so there would be no ill intentions. And privately, Davian also knew Artoria's character very well. Marrying Artoria did not humiliate Guinevere in the slightest. She must be able to take good care of Guinevere.

"It's just as you said, Lord Davian. Things are unpredictable, and the current result is already an arrangement of fate. And, maybe this is also good." Compared with then, Guinevere is now completely able to accept this. Something happened. Those small and insignificant feelings towards someone have been buried deep in her heart.

Compared to a purely political marriage without any emotion, her marriage to Artoria was certainly a happy one. She could sense Arturia's affection for her, although she felt a little strange about it. But she could also clearly feel that Arturia was absolutely sincere to her, without any falsehood in it.

This is enough, people always have to learn to be content. This is perfect for her personal happiness, so who has her right to express dissatisfaction?

"Ah, Guinevere, you are here. The maid said you came out to walk around for a while, but you didn't expect that you came to the church?" Arturia also looked out at this time. She was relatively free now. It would be better to say that during these days, a lot of work was completed by the knights.

Everyone knows that my king's wedding is coming soon, and no one who is blind will bother King Arthur with those strange little things at this time.

"Yes, King. I also want to come and see the cathedral where the wedding will be held in advance. Your knights are really excellent. If this is used as the wedding venue, it will definitely be a grand wedding." Guinevere looked at me as I arrived. The king also showed a happy smile. She was about to hug my king, but Arturia hugged her first.

"Although I'm wearing armor, I still want to give you a warm hug. Guinevere, your life with me will definitely make you suffer a lot in the future." Arturia stroked her gently. There seems to be something in his words. But no one present could understand what she meant. They just regarded it as Arturia's ordinary words to comfort Guinevere.

So Guinevere also smiled and responded: "No, how could it be. They all say that I am now the happiest woman in the whole of Britain, because I am about to marry the king of all knights, King Arthur, who is famous throughout Britain. Our The wedding will be witnessed by all the famous knights in the world, and there must be nothing more joyful than this."

The true love between the two was not fake at all, and Davian was also happy for the two of them. This is really great. My king finally has another person who can understand her better in future close contacts. If she can make my king feel more relaxed, that would be great.

"Okay, okay, model couple, let's go outside and walk around first. King, take the princess to take a closer look at Camelot, which we have worked so hard to build. After all, this will be how many years she will live in the future. It won’t be a good idea if you don’t take a good look at a place that has lasted ten years.” Davian urged the two of them to go out and deepen their relationship. After all, when they get busy in the future, such free time will be rare now.

Arturia smiled and accepted Davian's kindness. She relaxed her embrace and bent one hand. Guinevere also took his arm understandingly, and the two of them smiled and left St. Stephen's Cathedral, which was still under decoration, to wander around Camelot. Davian also turned around and continued to watch everyone decorating the wedding scene.

He was also quite happy at the moment. After working hard for more than ten years, he was almost thirty. The day has finally come when their efforts are meaningful and their fight is meaningful. Everything is moving in a better direction now, and the next step is to find a solution to the land problem. Then we can transition to a peaceful and peaceful ending according to my king's wishes.

But at this moment, I looked at the wedding scene that was arranged bit by bit. He thought of something personal, though only a little. But this also made his expression become lonely.

If he had the opportunity to hold her hand and complete the wedding ceremony here, what would it be like? She in the dress, myself in the dress. Witnessed by a group of knight brothers, he put on the shy girl a ring symbolizing the engagement, and made an eternal vow with the blessing of the archbishop?

But in the end, he could only shake his head and bury these dreams that he longed for but could not realize deep in his heart. There are some things that you just can’t get if you can’t get them.