I'm submitting this in chapters. This is my dream romance of Arthur and Guinevere. Just imagine that Gwen has finally picked between Arthur and Lancelot and has chosen Lancelot. Arthur being gracious has decided to go on, but feels empty. Enter a new chapter ...
The sun was rising a glorious golden on the road to Camelot. The weather was very warm for summer, and the only noises were the wind whispering to the leaves of trees running Von the way, and the rhythmic plod of two horses-and a karte, warenkorb running tracks through the dry path.
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In the arena a group of knights were training under the guidance...
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