[Fate] queen

Chapter 99

Gladys opened his eyes, seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar bedroom, he was in a trance for a moment.

It's all over.

She recalled her mother's gentle appearance, staring at herself intently with teary eyes, smiling proudly and blessedly at herself.

enough.

Gladys thought with disappointment and relief, she held her hand, a slight pain flashed across her face.

The missing childhood seemed to be made up, and the mother was as gentle as she could piece together from others, even better than that.

To be able to see her in person and know she's going to live well, that's it.

That idiot father will definitely continue to accompany her and love her.

Everything was as beautiful as in a dream.

The empty bedroom is deserted, without the smell of fireworks, it is another day, a new beginning.

Gladys put on her formal attire, stared at her crown again and smiled. She is the king of Camelot, lord of Great Britain, heir to King Arthur, and daughter of Guinevere.

She is Gladys Pendragon, the master of this land.

Queen of the country.

Gladys opened the door, and what greeted his eyes was the sleeping knight leaning against the colonnade with his sword in his arms.

The young queen frowned, took off her cloak, lightly put it on her brother, and wrapped him tightly.

Gao Wen was startled awake by this movement, and when he saw her standing in front of him, he was immediately relieved.

"Great, Your Majesty, you finally woke up! If I hadn't seen Merlin's phantom, I would have thought..."

"I'm fine, Gawain, why don't you go back to sleep?"

"How can I rest assured that you look like this? And I can't let other people disturb you!"

Gawain wrapped the cloak around the girl again, and tied her up carefully.

Gladys looked at his brother's blond hair, was silent for a while, and suddenly said:

"Gao Wen, I had a beautiful dream."

"Have you met the person you want to see?"

"Yes." She nodded, "I'm very happy."

Gawain's eyes were extremely gentle, and he took the initiative to step forward and hugged his sister, as an older brother, not a knight.

"That's very sweet, and I'm so happy for you, my dear girl."

Gladys smiled and closed his eyes reassuringly in his warm embrace.

what about my country

Unexpectedly, even more desirable than expected.

Welcome to my time, Angola Mainyu, Knight of Great Britain.

Matou Sakura grew up slowly, worked hard to learn knowledge, expanded her horizons, practiced magic, and walked on the way of magic.

Accompanied by Kariya, she chose to study at the Clock Tower with Rin, and continued to study magic.

Through the miracle of the Holy Grail, the husband and wife who could only be separated forever were able to smuggle through that short time.

In the body of a human being, he has lived with him for a lifetime.

"...Really, I'm not a little girl anymore."

Under the sky, Guinevere held the flowers helplessly, watching him hand over the colorful balloons.

She felt very embarrassed and uncomfortable.

"Why are you still teasing me like this?"

"Because you are still my little princess, Guinevere."

Artorius watched Guinevere hold the string that tied the balloon, then knelt down on one knee, and pulled out a square box from the pocket of the suit: "Please marry me."

"—Eh, eh!?"

Guinevere's eyes widened subconsciously, and she looked at him in shock, obviously dumbfounded.

In the opened square box, a diamond ring was shining brightly.

With thistle as the main body and stars as embellishments.

An expression full of love.

"Your Highness, thank you for your tolerance all the time. Since the first time we met, your gentleness and nobility have been engraved in my heart. I love you. Please give me a chance to love you."

The blond-haired and blue-eyed man stared at her tenderly but firmly, the sun fell into his eyes, shining like a lake.

"All along, I wanted a girl to show a real smile and not have to push myself too hard to take on such a heavy responsibility. I wanted her to enjoy a relaxed life. I thought I did it."

"In the past, I was too stupid to bring you real happiness—but in the future, I will definitely work harder."

"I will give all my love, I want to own your future and create more beautiful memories with you."

"Artorius, what are you talking about..." Guinevere could no longer hold back her tears, and laughed while crying.

Her smile is just what a man dreams of.

"Marry me and let me protect you."

Artorius knelt on the spot, stared at her motionlessly with those green pupils, and said stubbornly.

"My answer is - yes." Guinevere could only nod desperately: "I am willing to marry you and share suffering and joy with you."

The blond-haired young man finally showed a rare relaxed and joyful expression, his face softened, and his eyes, which were as transparent as lake water, shone with fragments of light.

Artorius took his wife's hand, put the ring on her and said, "That's not okay. If I want you to experience suffering, am I too incompetent?"

Guinevere couldn't laugh or cry.

As a husband, the man couldn't help but kiss his wife's fingertips, the tenderness was incredible.

She let go of the balloon, threw away the flowers, and threw herself into the man's arms without thinking about her own life. She embraced Guinevere with great happiness at the same time.

"Why do you suddenly think of a marriage proposal..."

Artorius stroked his wife's black hair, and rubbed her cheek affectionately, "Because I couldn't propose to you in person at that time, I feel very regretful when I think about it."

She married here before her death, not out of love, but out of political needs.

Later, when they fell in love, Artorius felt that his behavior at the beginning was too thoughtless.

"But you gave me a big wedding."

"That's not enough." He said as a matter of course, "My little princess is the best woman in the world and deserves the best treatment."

"It's...enough."

Guinevere raised her head proactively and boldly, and kissed his soft lips fiercely, absorbing all the love in his heart.

Their passionate kisses witnessed their mutual affection under the tender gaze of God.

Flocks of white pigeons flew across the square, the fountains behind them competed to bloom, the balloons in their hands flew all over the sky, and the flowers fell to the ground, but no one cared anymore.

The sun is falling gently, the white clouds are gliding past, and the breeze is playing a joyful song, as if even the world is rejoicing.

"I love you, Artorius, I love you."

"It's my honor, and I must repay you with equal love—I love you, Guinevere."

They accompanied each other, traveled through countless countries together, and saw long-lost scenery.

This world is very beautiful no matter where it is, and it is so beautiful that people yearn for it.

"Artoris, this picture of you is so stupid."

The husband and wife sat side by side, admiring the photos taken during the trip, and each scene has each other's figure.

"Then you already dislike your stupid king?"

"how could be?"

Guinevere laughed happily, snuggled into his chest, exchanged a kiss with him, and showed the most reassuring smile.

They will live out their lives as human beings until they are gray and embraced by death.

It's been a really good time.