The way he looks at me, it's a way no one has ever done. The way he touches my face, it sends a sense of shock from my head to my toes. Sir Lancelot, one of the noble knights of my lord and husbands round table, has become my one and only true love. We never seen this coming, the way we both fell so quickly in love with one another. When he walked into my room in Lioness and told me he was leaving I couldn't stop myself; the urge to have his lips against mine. After fighting my temptation for so long I did what I thought was ok. That was until my husband walked into the door and seen Sir Lancelot and I in mid-kiss. My heart pounding like a million drums I looked at Lancelot just to see if this was reality and that this had really just happened. King Arthur, my husband, turned his head heartbroken and walked out of the door. Lancelot left while I sat down in my room, my stomach in a million knots. I knew that I would have to face King Arthur when we got back to Camelot, going back my throat began closing up nervous about what was soon to happend to me and my love Sir Lancelot.
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