king and queen

"Ah, what a nuisance, why am I growing taller..."

Guinevia stared at herself in the mirror angrily. She stretched out her arms and looked at the sleeves that were a little short.

Artoria couldn't help but curled the corners of her mouth and let out a suspicious laugh.

"Please don't laugh. How can there be any reason why the queen is higher than the king? This will damage your majesty."

The queen's expression was serious, and she couldn't help complaining: "I'm taller than you, and I'm not cute at all. Why are you laughing at me? It's too much."

"It's okay, I don't care." Arturia looked at her, her pupils gradually lit up with a smile: "Genivea will always be cute."

"Also, I am very happy that you can grow up healthily."

Guinevia is not like her, who must stop time and carry everything.

It's great that she can live happily.

It couldn't be better that she wasn't unhappy because it was a marriage full of deceit.

The king, who has been fighting all the year round, has always been full of guilt towards his wife. If Guinevia hadn't married King Arthur, she would have lived a happier and more stable life instead of chasing hard and waiting anxiously.

Arturia knew this clearly, but subconsciously did not think about this possibility.

"This is a foul." Guinevia covered her flushed cheeks and said confidently, "You can't say such things again."

Making such a declaration as a young girl has a double impact on people.

"Huh? Why?"

"...Are you an idiot?"

"Guinivea, you... are you acting like a baby...?"

"That's not true! There is no such thing at all!"

Guinevia glared at her angrily, and Artoria was a little at a loss.

"You are already the one recessed in the round table. From the perspective of a male, you are really too short."

"...Guinevia, you don't need to remind me about this kind of thing." Artoria couldn't help but feel ashamed at being so bluntly pointed out by his wife, and couldn't help turning her head away, "Even I would Feeling a little angry."

"What, you obviously care."

It must be that Wang looks too aggressive.

Her Royal Highness the Queen snickered, and on a whim, she grabbed the King and hugged her.

"Gui, Guinevia!?"

"Usually I don't think so, but looking at it now, Al's body is really petite."

At that moment, she trembled like an electric shock.King Arthur said sullenly: "...you said I was short just now."

"It's viewed as a male king, but Al is different." Guinevia let go of her hand and said with a smile, "You are my Al now."

Wang's eyes gradually softened, and his wife's face was reflected in the lake.

Just as the queen always has only the king in her eyes, the king's eyes gradually cannot accommodate the figure of a second person.

This is a dream that the husband and wife weave for each other. It has a sweet and majestic power, and it sinks people unconsciously.

The queen tried her best to support the king, and the king supported the queen to continue walking.

As long as the other party is there, you can have infinite courage, walk through the thorny road, and step into the peak of glory.

On this day, King Arthur couldn't help but stop when he heard the sound of a dispute not far away.

"Enough, Lancelot." Artoria had never seen Guinevia so tired, her expression was extremely cold and full of depression: "You can't tell the king."

"But……"

"Listen to me, don't trouble him."

"Your Highness, is this really okay? If the king knows, he won't be happy."

That king cherishes Her Highness the Queen so much, everyone knows about it.

"Lancelot, if you say something like that again, I'm going to be angry—let's stop here."

Guinevia let out a long sigh of relief, patted her cheeks, and encouraged herself to cheer up again.

She once again showed a gentle and lively smiling face, and that innocent brilliance attracted the attention of others all the time.

"Let this be a secret between us."

I, us, between?

The hot and scalding magma burned the king's heart, as if making it roll through the rough sand and rocks, making Arturia's heart tremble, which was uncomfortable to this extent.

Her sanity seemed to be on fire.

"That doesn't seem fair, Guinevia."

Guinevia turned her head abruptly, her eyes widened in astonishment: "King? When did you come?"

"I heard it all."

King Arthur frowned and tried his best to slow down his voice, but it was still extremely cold at the moment: "Go back, Lancelot."

"……Yes."

"Do you remember what we agreed to?"

After the irrelevant personnel left the scene, Arturia slowly walked up to her, staring at his wife who lowered her head, with anger that she didn't understand surged in her chest.

Because each other guards the same secret, it must not be hidden from both parties.

No cold war is allowed, and you must be honest with each other, and you must not do things in the name of "for her good". No matter when, no matter what happens, you must tell the truth frankly and let the other party know what you think in your heart.

— cannot alienate each other because of ridiculous misunderstandings.

"Guinevia, you made a big mistake."

"Sorry, I just..."

Guinevia pulled her head deafly, showing an aggrieved expression, looking extremely pitiful.

Arturia has never seen her like this, as long as she sees her downcast, she will always just coquettishly say that she is just tired from studying.

Wang secretly blamed himself for not being careful enough.

She didn't even notice his wife's mood, so she really couldn't be called a qualified husband.

"You are not me, I am not you, if you don't communicate, if you don't communicate, you will never be able to understand each other-you told me this sentence, Guinivia, you will not forget it?"

"……of course not."

"I understand that you want to understand my feelings, but you did—made a big mistake."

"You wanted me to do it, but you broke the contract yourself."

Guinivia sighed in despair, facing someone's accusation, she had no choice but to admit defeat.

"You are always so serious."

"It's absolutely impossible to treat you not seriously."

"..."

Guinevia's cheeks were flushed, and she stared at the ground pretending to be nonchalant.

"So, can you tell me now, the secret you shared with Sir Lancelot?"

Wang's voice sounded strange.