king and queen

Time slipped away silently, and there were not many opportunities for the husband and wife to really be alone, but as long as each other was by their side, both the king and queen felt that the time seemed to stop and become slow and long.

Guinivia does everything she can to help the king take care of the country, and she will take the initiative to do it as long as she can. The queen wants to fight side by side with her husband, stand at the same height, look at the same scenery, and Support each other until we reach the other end of glory.

On this day, the husband and wife were talking, but the queen suddenly raised an extremely sharp question.

"Al, are you going to die?"

Guinevia's question really surprised Artoria, and caught her by surprise. This is a cruel fact that she has never known how to explain to her.

Is there something about me that makes my wife feel uneasy?

"Gui Ni, why do you ask such a question?"

King Arthur didn't know how to deal with it for a while. She was not afraid of that future, but she was afraid of seeing someone sad, lest her death would make her lonely and become the chief culprit of his wife's pain.

Yeah, who would have thought of that?

An impeccable hero, the perfect embodiment of chivalry, the invincible King Arthur will have such a weak day.

Even Artoria herself couldn't imagine that as a king, she would not be able to defeat herself as a husband, but she accepted such a self, and at the same time, she had a new wish.

To achieve a beautiful vision, and for someone's laughter, fight until she embraces happiness.

"The scabbard is lost, and you start to bleed." Guinevia didn't want to admit that kind of future, but she had to think about it. This doubt troubled her for a long time, but she finally decided to face it.No matter how much pain you feel, it is not a reason to escape, an excuse to retreat, "If the holy sword is broken, will you die?"

neither old nor dead.

Since drawing out the holy sword, King Arthur has always had such a mystery, and it has indeed made many people feel afraid.

But it is more appropriate to say that it is a kind of curse than the favor and gift of time.

It separates the king from the people on both sides of the strait, and who would be willing to approach the king, be considerate of the king, and understand the king?

After the scabbard is lost, King Arthur will be injured when confronting the enemy, and her body will become fragile. Now the holy sword held by the king is even broken. If it causes fatal wounds to her body-the magic of immortality Will it still work?Will it be broken?

"What are you talking about, Gui Ni. Anyone who is human will die, and no one can escape."

Knowing that his wife had doubts about this matter, Arturia was really dumbfounded.Guinevia is a very perceptive girl, but this quality often brings herself into trouble.

"Let me explain it to you."

That's really not something to hide.

Arthur held out his hand to the queen, and Guinevia immediately held her hand, fell into her arms, and looked at her husband quietly.

Seeing her extremely well-behaved appearance, Arturia couldn't help curling the corners of her mouth, which relieved most of the heavy feeling in her heart.

"The king-chosen sword named Caliburn does freeze my time and maintain my peak state forever, so it is 'immortal', and the scabbard Avalon can delay aging, resist magic, and repair damage, so it is 'immortal' '."

Arturia smiled, revealing her past and future.

"I am not a naturally born, naturally conceived human being."

"Everyone says you are the red dragon of Britain, guarding the country and the people."

Now that the topic has been involved in this aspect, there is no need to continue to hide it.

The king at the end of the Age of Gods was not a pure human being, but a bloodline of the red dragon that fused with the elements of the dragon, possessed the heart of a dragon, and was interfered in the birth of the world.

The red dragon is the symbol of the island under his feet. It can even be said that it is the embodiment of Great Britain.

The British red dragon cannot conceive offspring, the will of the world will not allow this, even if Artoria is really a man, it is absolutely impossible.If King Arthur had descendants, the age of the gods would continue, and primates would not be able to rule independently of the gods.

The longer he struggled with the world, the more Wang knew about it.

"Then will you die?"

"I will." Arturia said slowly: "Sooner or later, I will fall into a deep sleep with Great Britain."

"..."

Guinevia fell silent, and her husband stroked her trembling back again and again, silently comforting her.

"I would like to ask you not to die in front of me, but I'm afraid that you will live alone. You are...stubborn and stupid. If you don't watch carefully, you can't do it."

Guinivia would rather die alone than see the king lonely.

Artoria raised her hand and kissed his wife's fingertips, "If you adopt a child, will you agree?"

"...Are you going to start preparing for an heir?"

"There is no need for an heir, because I will already be dead at that time, the Pendragon Dynasty will come to an end, and Britain will fall into a deep sleep—when this land becomes lush again, there will naturally be people who will continue to live here, What does it matter who is the king?"

Guinevia closed her eyes and listened quietly.

The queen forced herself to accept the cruel reality, she had to be strong, and she absolutely couldn't make the king worry, and she didn't want to embarrass her husband.

After being silent for a while, Artoria asked his wife to digest these things, and then continued: "Regrell is pregnant, if Gawain's child is by your side, when he grows up, he will definitely be pregnant. Protect you."

"Why deprive Gawain of his happiness? I'm not someone who needs spiritual sustenance to survive, Artoria."

Guinevia will not be alone, she will be fully prepared to face it all.

"Although I don't want to see that future, if that day does come, I won't be afraid."

"...What should I do, Guinevia?"

Artoria tasted his wife's bitter tears, and she tenderly licked the tears rolling down Guinevia's cheeks, kissing away her anxiety and pain piously and affectionately.

"I made you cry again."

"It's not your fault, please don't worry about it." Guinevia's eyes were red, and the tears flowed more and more fiercely. The queen couldn't accept that her husband was carrying such a burden. How far was she going to be fooled by the world in her life?

"I just hate myself for being powerless, nothing can help you, so I—"

"Look at me, Guinevia."

Every time King Arthur started calling the Queen by her full name, rather than her short name, it meant she was serious at the moment.

Arturia squeezed his wife's chin, forcing her to look at him.

"Your arrogance stems from my incompetence—do you want to hear me say that?"

"...Sorry, I fell into a misunderstanding again."

Just as the king does not want to see the queen blame himself, the queen also does not want to witness this scene.

"It's okay for that kind of thing. I'm glad that Gui Ni loves me so much, but you must not let it become your everything. Your world should be wider." Artoria forced herself to say such words, her expression Unusually solemn: "Promise me."

"I can not do it."

"you--"

Seeing her husband's pupils burning with fire, Guinevia asked back without fear.

"Can you do it?"

Guinevia glared at her, and finally couldn't help laughing when she saw that she was speechless.

The two people who are in love clearly regard each other as more important than themselves, but they are still not satisfied with the status quo, and worry about how to make the other party pay more attention to herself almost every day.

Such a tacit understanding can only make people dumbfounded.

"Your Highness, I always have nothing to do with your stubbornness."

"It is my honor, my king."

Guinevia leaned forward and kissed the king's cheek, smiling with those green eyes with gentle ripples, almost making people lose their minds.

An almost raging love swelled in her chest, which made Arturia couldn't help but plundered her everything and captured her defense line.

The wife arched her back under her, sobbing softly, her fair cheeks were stained with crimson, and the azure pupils were faintly moist with water, almost reflecting the entire Milky Way.

This picture is so beautiful that one almost drowns in the moving scene.

The burning eyes were burning, and they were no longer clear. The noble king of knights longed for everything from his wife, and his desire to possess someone was so strong that she acted like a wild beast marking a territory.

This is the arrogance belonging to the king, extremely secretive and powerful, hidden deep in the body, surging the whole heart.

Arturia never wanted to let go, she liked the way her wife only saw her in her eyes, and she liked the way the other was occupied by her.

"I love you, my king."

"I love you too, my queen."

An extremely pleasant sense of satisfaction rose from the depths of his heart. King Arthur selfishly and willfully imprisoned his wife's soul, and eventually became a cage that bound her freedom.

What an absurd and arrogant thing this is...

"I would like to be your sword and fight for you."