Heart's Desire: Think About Something You Once Wanted ... Challenge for Week #77

Heart's Desire: Think about something you once wanted so badly but never acquired. Write about how you think your life would’ve been different if you had received what your heart desired. ... Challenge #77


Heart's desire?

It wasn't until I met Arthur and Lancelot that I realized I was missing out on anything. I was the best warrior in my tribe and I was the first woman of my people. I was responsible for their welfare, safety and comfort.

Then, I was kidnapped and imprisoned by Marius. For the longest time my main desire was my freedom.

That's when Arthur and his knights arrived and I was suddenly free...

...physically anyway.

I had known of Arthur and his knights for years. All Celts or Woads in the country knew of them. Most of us had engaged them in combat on more than one occassion.

I had been in love with Arthur and with Lancelot for a very long time. When they rescued me and I started spending a great deal of time with the knights, my feelings for both men deepened. I didn't know what was going to happen with all of this. Part of me wanted to just disappear...the other part of me wanted to stay and make them love me as much as I loved them.

I don't think Lancelot liked me very much at that time. As I was developing deepening feelings for both men, Lancelot and I were doing a lot of fighting and being at each other's throats.

It hurt me deeply and I know our fighting had a painful effect on Arthur.

At some point, we stopped fighting and did a lot more laughing. The three of us were becoming a deeply connected unit.

Then came Badon Hill.

I already knew I was going to die that day. I had seen it in my visions and in my dreams. My father had seen it as well. I went into that battle accepting that I wasn't going to survive.

I was prepared to face my death and meet my ancestors when Cynric and I started clashing. I saw my blood on his hands and my death in his eyes. Everything I had seen previously in my visions started to happen just as I had seen them...except for one thing.

Lancelot.

I didn't even see him approach me --- hadn't realized that he had even seen what was going on. I was flat on my back watching Cynric's sword come down at me. Then I heard the clanging of metal and looked up to see a very angry-looking Lancelot blocking the Saxon's sword from coming into my throat.

This was completely different than what I had seen in my visions...and when I saw Lancelot fall with that crossbow bolt in his chest, I felt my world rip apart around me. I didn't care that I was on my knees in the bloody ground while the battle raged around us. All I cared about was holding his beloved head up off the ground and begging him not to leave us.

Arthur and I spent a great deal of our time sitting at his bedside. We refused to leave him until we knew he was going to come back to us.

During that time I swore to whatever gods were listening that if they gave him back to us, I would spend the rest of my life loving him and Arthur and doing my best to keep them safe. I even offered the gods my life in return. The gods didn't take my life, but they did give Lancelot back to us.

I have my heart's desire.

I have Arthur and Lancelot alive and with me. I love them and they love me. I couldn't imagine my life without them to share it with me.

I have no desire for anything else but their love.


Word Count: 616
Muse: Guinevere
Fandom:"King Arthur"; Misc Movies and Mythologies