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Pride?
I feel pride in my country and the deeds of her children every day. I watch what we are accomplishing and I don't think I could get any more proud.
But you want to know when I personally felt the most proud of myself?
I don't know if I should answer this completely truthfully as it could cause pain to those I care a great deal about.
Fine.
The moment I felt the most proud of myself was when I defied Arthur and followed him to Gerard's hide-out. I defied him and would have done anything to help him and Lancelot get away from Gerard and the Saxons.
So, I did what I had to do. I jumped down between him and Gerard. I looked into Gerard's eyes --- I didn't dare look at Arthur or Lancelot at that moment --- and offered to exchange my life for theirs. Arthur didn't protest my actions...not sure if that would have changed my mind or not. However, as he was holding up a very wounded Lancelot, he was in a bit of a state of shock and I gave him no chance to stop me..
The fight wasn't a beautiful dance or anything like that. It was deadly and it was bloody. I hated what I was doing, but I also knew I had to. For Lancelot and for Arthur, I would take on an entire army of Saxons to protect them if I had to.
In the end, I shoved that hateful crossbow bolt (yes, the one that almost took Lancelot from us at Badon Hill) into Gerard's heart and I held him as his blood flowed out and he said things to me that I cannot repeat at this time.
We both collapsed and then he died, laying on top of me in the dirt. I was too wounded to move and was quite certain that I was going to die.
I didn't, though. Merlin and the Healers helped to keep me firmly in the land of the living.
So there you have it, just what you wanted.
I was the most proud when I didn't die when I offered to exchange my life for Arthur and Lancelot's lives.
I think managing to live through all of that is indeed a great deal to be proud of.
Word Count: 388
Muse: Guinevere
Fandom:"King Arthur"; Misc Movies and Mythologies
I feel pride in my country and the deeds of her children every day. I watch what we are accomplishing and I don't think I could get any more proud.
But you want to know when I personally felt the most proud of myself?
I don't know if I should answer this completely truthfully as it could cause pain to those I care a great deal about.
Fine.
The moment I felt the most proud of myself was when I defied Arthur and followed him to Gerard's hide-out. I defied him and would have done anything to help him and Lancelot get away from Gerard and the Saxons.
So, I did what I had to do. I jumped down between him and Gerard. I looked into Gerard's eyes --- I didn't dare look at Arthur or Lancelot at that moment --- and offered to exchange my life for theirs. Arthur didn't protest my actions...not sure if that would have changed my mind or not. However, as he was holding up a very wounded Lancelot, he was in a bit of a state of shock and I gave him no chance to stop me..
The fight wasn't a beautiful dance or anything like that. It was deadly and it was bloody. I hated what I was doing, but I also knew I had to. For Lancelot and for Arthur, I would take on an entire army of Saxons to protect them if I had to.
In the end, I shoved that hateful crossbow bolt (yes, the one that almost took Lancelot from us at Badon Hill) into Gerard's heart and I held him as his blood flowed out and he said things to me that I cannot repeat at this time.
We both collapsed and then he died, laying on top of me in the dirt. I was too wounded to move and was quite certain that I was going to die.
I didn't, though. Merlin and the Healers helped to keep me firmly in the land of the living.
So there you have it, just what you wanted.
I was the most proud when I didn't die when I offered to exchange my life for Arthur and Lancelot's lives.
I think managing to live through all of that is indeed a great deal to be proud of.
Word Count: 388
Muse: Guinevere
Fandom:"King Arthur"; Misc Movies and Mythologies