[Fate] queen

Chapter 88

"Come here, Guinevere, come to me."

Artorius stretched out his hand to his wife, Guinevere looked at her husband's familiar face, her heart was full of sourness, she bit her lips tightly, and finally mustered up the courage to run towards him, stepping quickly into his arms.

This is such a familiar yet unfamiliar action, I don't know how many hours late.

"You finally came back to me."

The man hugged her tightly, and the chase that had always been like a race against time could finally be let go, and the fierce storm that had been surging in his chest really stopped completely, turning into a gentle wind.

"I love you more than myself, but it's too late," she murmured, and repeated: "It's too late."

Now that they were hugging each other tightly, Guinevere realized how much she was nostalgic for his embrace.She hardly dared to recall how she spent those long days and nights without him.

"You are still like this until now." The husband hugged his silly girl, his expression full of nostalgia, "When I got married, I was thinking, when I was a child, I was a lively and cheerful girl, why now It has become such a strict and self-disciplined appearance, I don’t know what is firmly bound my hands and feet.”

"Is it because of the war? Is it because of the country? Is it because of the loss of a loved one? But, no matter what the reason is, you must make her smile, you must let her live a relaxed and happy life, and you must let her be happy. Say it yourself, I want to do the same.”

I never knew there was such a passage, Guinevere stared at him: "... I grew up listening to the legend of King Arthur, and I always wondered what kind of person he should be, supporting the country alone, bringing people I hope that if I can go to his side, I will regard him as king and fight for him."

A look of joy slowly appeared in his eyes, as if the supreme surprise had hit him, making his voice full of joy: "Marry me, are you happy?"

"...I am very happy, really, very very happy."

Yes, even though she thought she had been betrayed long ago, Guinevere never regretted becoming Queen of Great Britain.At least, at the very least...everything she has paid for it, and the feelings she has for it will never be false.

Artorius smiled contentedly in her ear, "My Queen, this is already the best compliment for me."

"What have you been suffering all this time? I'm sorry, it's my fault... For example, if I hadn't fallen in love with you, if I hadn't been so mediocre, if I'd discovered Sister Wang's conspiracy earlier, if I hadn't alienate you..."

"Such assumptions will make me unhappy, Gurney." Artorius took her palm, put it on his lips and kissed it, his eyes sparkled brightly: "You have done nothing wrong, I did not Protect you."

Guinevere closed her eyes, forcing herself not to indulge in such a happy time.King Arthur made a contract with the world. As long as he gets the Holy Grail and makes a wish, after the wish is over, he will become a heroic spirit after death and usher in endless time.

"I thought you had long been asleep in eternity. Now your time is frozen in the fence... If you don't hold the Holy Grail, you won't die, right?"

She said as calmly as possible, "But if you give up the Holy Grail, you will die immediately."

Artorius looked at Guinevere, with a smile spreading on his face, and he gently stroked his wife's hair: "So, do you still want to drive me to die? You want to force me to die?" dead?"

"If I die, I will never see you again."

"I do not want."

Guinevere was silent, hesitating, facing his suddenly sharpened eyes, finally shook her head with a little heaviness and relief.

If she still turns a blind eye to his choice now, it would be such an ignorant, arrogant and cruel act.

So she had no choice but to smile helplessly and desolately: "My lord, I have always made you suffer what you shouldn't have to bear. I have...be ashamed to see you again. It is my fault that I let you become like this." You are the noblest and most respected king, you are my king!"

It turned out that all of this was a joke.

All her resentment should not exist behind that lie.

--So.

What was the mood of King Arthur who lived in that hatred?

"Why did you say such a thing? Guinevere." King Arthur laughed, pure and bright, like a brightly colored oil painting, just reflected in her heart: "If you say that again, I will I'm going to be angry... According to your logic, if you weren't my queen, you would have lived a happy life, and you would never have died in that fire."

Guinevere felt heartbroken for his assumption: "It's not like that. Happiness varies from person to person. Even when I still misunderstood you, I never regretted being your queen, the queen of Great Britain."

"Does it still hurt?" The man said with a sigh, "I'm really sorry for letting you face such a desperate situation alone."

"That's not your fault." She seemed to feel that this sentence was too familiar, and finally smiled again: "Al, you have also returned to my side."

"Yeah, you're right there with me, and I'm right there with you. So let's stop blaming each other, okay?"

"...Okay, okay!" She answered loudly, nodded very hard, and there was a touch of joy in her voice: "I love you, I have always loved you, and this love has never stopped and never changed."

"Then why are you still crying, Guinevere."

The woman shed hot tears, her hatred finally dissipated, and her love was relocated here.

Guinevere couldn't help throwing herself into his arms, crying in front of him, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances of the past hundred years, as if she wanted to cry happily together with him.

Until now, this man is still carrying everything, and has never resented her for being ruthless.

"Why does the world do this to you?"

"Silly girl, have you forgotten? We have been continuing the life of Britain. For this reason, we have already stood on the opposite side of the world." The man kissed his wife's forehead full of love and affection. Calmed down, great happiness hit him.

He sighed with a low smile:

"So, don't blame yourself. We didn't lose to anyone, we just lost to the whole world."

Guinevere threw away all her reserve and cried like a child, she knew that in this man's arms, she could always be herself to her heart's content.

forever.

"...I want to join hands with you to create glory."

She choked up and conveyed her thoughts intermittently.

And Artorius laughed again.

"Dear Your Royal Highness, it is my honor, thank you for your trust in me."

At the moment of marriage, the two people who prayed so reached a consensus, and indeed shared the suffering happily in those ten years.

Now, the couple has finally crossed time and space, stepped through death, and met again because of the miracle brought by the Holy Grail.

The trajectory of fate finally returned to its original trajectory.

Just like the days and nights, his wife will always only have room for him.

"Al."

He responded softly, his voice was clear and powerful, overflowing with joy: "I am here."

Guinevere lay in his arms with her eyes closed, with extremely soft emotions flowing in her chest.

"It feels like a dream."

"I don't want this to be a dream."

"me too."

So Artorius smiled slightly, leaned his head and kissed her lips, rubbing her lips, leaving his own breath on her body: "Does it feel real now?"

"...you, you!"

Sure enough, the wife wrapped in shame immediately opened her eyes and gave him a hard look.

"Why are you always so thick-skinned!"

Guinevere was very tired.

Guinevere was at a loss for words.

...Don't go too far! !

The man let out a deep chuckle, his chest trembled slightly, and the depths of his pupils were filled with satisfaction.

"It's really nice to see you..."

This should be the miracle bestowed by the Holy Grail.

It really hasn't changed at all, she thought.

Honest and noble, always saving others and bringing hope, the great King of Knights.

Guinevere wrapped her arms around his waist, hiding her tears.

The love in my heart never cools down.

Just go on like this all the time, and just immerse yourself in a gentle dreamland.

Forget the gap between life and death, ignore the distance of time and space.

No matter how much pain and anxiety there is, they are completely liberated in each other's embrace.

Only the two as husband and wife accompany each other.

"You don't have to."

She sighed, recalling all the good things in the past.

"I'm right here, by your side."

Looking at his wife's wet eyes, the man gently kissed her, licked her tears, and comforted her anxiety.

"My beautiful Queen, you are always in my heart and never far away."

Artorius hugged her tightly, buried his head in the socket of her shoulder, and held on firmly.The madness surging in his chest finally subsided gradually, and great satisfaction filled his body and mind.

"Glen's child... I always feel a little worried about her."

"It was also because of my willfulness that I left Britain on her back."

A man who became a father for the first time but lost his love made a decision that he couldn't judge right from wrong.

"Our family doesn't know who we owe."

"So it's all the world's fault."

It seemed that he was amused by this statement, and he couldn't help laughing. Even though it was night, the air was full of sunshine.

The author has something to say:

Three shifts.

I'm going bald, hiccup.

Hmph, Ah Chu didn't die from being bald! !