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I am half agony, half hope.

Jane Austen, from Persuasion (via thewinedarksea)

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“Forgive me my Lady,” the knight spoke before bowing his head in respect, though he was almost certain he had addressed her wrongly.Camelot was a long journey from here, not that Galahad minded all that much, he had always been a traveler at the best of times, and yet he had barely set foot on foreign soil before he had heard praises for the nation's four leaders, one Queen in particular.

Being a knight of a court, he got his bearings quickly, being lead soon to the castle of Cair Paravel with the intentions of introducing himself, when his eyes had fallen on a girl suiting the descriptions he had been given of the Queen spending time in the Gardens.

“I’m not from this land, so I may be wrong, but are you the wonderful Queen Lucy  I have been hearing so much about?”

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ofxavalon:

          He couldn’t help the chuckle, he really couldn’t. And, really, who could blame him for kissing her cheek with a smile still upon his lips? “I’m afraid, my dear, that you will find Orkney no better, and perhaps much worse. For, you see, the castle is old and filled with secrets as it has broken and been repaired. Camelot, being much newer, can boast no such patch work.”

Ragnelle leaned in as she felt the other’s kiss, never one to turn away the other’s affection, though she soon rolled her eyes, the air around her filled with the sound of a sigh. “Then I suggest you get used to coming to my rescue,” She replied though there was a lack of seriousness in her tone. “Though I guess your used to it already,” Castles had stories at least, so long as she knew where the kitchens and the library were, the dame would be just fine.

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“ I can’t let you do this… “

“What?” Gawain asked, mostly in cheek more than surprise, a smirk gracing his lips, as if as attempt to put the other’s mind at ease. Things were dangerous it was true, but the group had faced worse feats than this, though then admittedly the lot of them had at least had Madge on their side. This time, they were alone. 

Still whatever the young lad could have done not only to help them out of there current stalemate, he would do it unquestionably, even if that meant distracting the enemy and quite possibly certain death. Better him dead, than Arthur. He was scared of course, but he was hardly going to let the others see that. Gawain himself was replaceable as a knight, Arthur as King was not.

“Better my life on the line then yours old man,”

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nimueries:

OPEN STARTER !! i m m o r t a l verse

                 ☽ ● ☾              –     ❝ Once upon a time there was a bumbling numpty of a king with a beautiful wife and a legendary sword that were far too good for him, ❞ she cooed to the child, bouncing him on her knee. Nimue smiled, gently waving the tiny hand wrapped around her thumb as she weaved her tale. ❝ Of course, as all young kings are wont to do, he strove to bring glory to his name and his people. Naturally, he needed the help of a little MAGIC. ❞

She paused then, not quite looking up. ❝ I know you’re there; just don’t make any loud noises. I’ve only now gotten him quieted down. If I’m forced to deal with a cranky babe, you’ll be forced to reckon with a cranky sorceress. ❞

Tristan leant against the doorway, his head was bowed as he listened to Nimue speak to his little boy, chuckling slightly about her choice of words. It would have been a touching sight at any time, but the fact Nimue had volunteered to take care of the child while Iz got some sleep made the moment especially touching

“I’m trying to be quiet,” he replied, his voice scarcely above a whisper. He knew after all just how difficult it was to get Mark to sleep, especially if you didn’t happen to be his mother. “Dealing with one cranky child is quite bad enough thank you, I just wanted to make sure he was okay,”

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                   ☽ ● ☾              –      ❝ I daresay people have enough creative things to call me, that ‘biased’ seems rather weak and unnecessary in comparison. ❞ Of course, she understood what it was that Gawain wasn’t saying. Though Nimue knew very little about Lot as a man, she knew all too what it was to have a strained relationship with your father. Even on their better days, all it took was a single glance at the Good Knight Sir Lancelot and his daughter to recognize that they were not particularly close. Far be it from her to force someone else to talk about their father when she had so few words to share about her own. ❝ That being said, I would sooner require better reasons than inquiring about your father to talk to your brothers. If you’ll excuse my saying so, they are not all of them as approachable as you are. ❞ 

The humor was not lost on her that the same could easily be said about herself. Though she and Galahad shared the same peculiar quietness that had come to mark them as kin and contrast them against their own father, he was the easier to approach of the two of them. He was day and she was night ; people only ever reached for the moon in the dark. 

Laughter followed his observation, violet eyes glancing sideways at the titian haired knight. 

 ❝ Everyone at court has their own slew of judgmental opinions, your brother’s are only ever noticed because they do not fall in line with everyone else’s. ❞ She leaned forward, patting her horse’s mane once more as she tried not to focus on the hazy visions of the future flickering always behind her eyes. Even Merlin had very nearly hated Mordred — or rather the concept of him and what he was meant to do. Just as Nimue was destined to put Merlin to rest, so too was the youngest son of Morgause meant to bring his great legacy ( the creation of Arthur and Camelot ) to an end. 

It was a hard future to connect to the boy who did her brother such good. That…and she didn’t necessarily disagree with his eventual complaints against king and crown.

❝ A storm is coming, ❞ she said suddenly, drawing in the reins to slow her horse. It was still bright and sunny as she looked up at the sky, but she could feel the pressure building in the air and see the darkening horizons in her mind’s eye. By the hour of None the heavens would open and the trumpets of thunder would blare. ❝ We’ll need to keep an eye out for somewhere to sit it out. ❞ 

Charming their cloaks and horses wasn’t enough for what was heading their way, and to try and alter its course with magic was to risk the chance of causing devastation elsewhere. Sometimes it was better to just let nature have its way.

“Well then I’d hate to make things easier for them,” Gawain shrugged, he was not unfamiliar with the things court members could say, or indeed how cruel they could be. He had had to face enough of them when he had returned home after his quest. Not everyone wanted to believe the truth of what had happened, choosing to make up their own stories instead. He was grateful when the other did not push him much further. He shook his head with a rin. “They are an unruly lot at the best of times, but they are not quite as evil as a portion of the court may have you believe. Gareth is a child who’s skittish of anyone's attention, and as for the others, they were at least raised to have respect for ladies such as yourself,”

It was true the eldest of the Orkney princes had spent many of his days at least attempting to keep his brother’s out of trouble. Back in the isles, the boys had been often left to their own devices, a factor that did not best prepare them for the close quarters of the castle. The knight did not want to change his siblings, but he did sometimes wish that they would learn how to hold their tongues

“You have a good point,” he agreed amused, guessing that Nimue had a habit of the fact. Modred was nothing if not brutally honest. Something a person could come to equally adore and abhore about him, but that did not mean that the eldest did not become rather over protective of the youngers at the sound of other people judging them as harshly as they did. It was his role to keep the lot of them on the right path, it did not belong to people they barely (if at all) knew.

“What?” He raised an eyebrow, dragged out of his thoughts, as he glanced up at the sky above them, as if the clouds might have changed suddenly while he was absorbed into their conversation. “How can you tell?” he asked before bowing his head in agreement. “There’s a farmstead not too far away, we could ask them couple that live there for a moment’s shelter,”

The two of them had to be careful who saw them where of course, but he trusted the farmer and his wife. The two had played host to the young man plenty of times before. “Unless of course, you’d prefer us to seek shelter on our own?”

This was not the knight alone on a quest, Nimue deserved just as much choice in the matter.

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she sees camelotian and little else, and it’s not an endearment.   they should not expect a welcome, warm smiles and meals and hearths.   only honed eyes the colour of a highland storm and tilted jaw   —   she REEKS defiance.

❛   what do you want?   your king holds no power here.   ❜

“woah my lady,” Lance answers, holding up his hands in defeat best he can with the horse reigns he held onto, he had not to meant to cause any trouble, rather just moving through.

 “I mean offense, though admittedly neither does Arthur,”

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they made you into a weapon and told you to find peace

unfinished poems iii // s.z  (via petiteblades)

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“Ah, unrequited love. When your best isn’t enough.”( for lance or galahad cause reasons)

love starters for @stolenyourmiracles; accepting

“Mother…” His voice is quiet as he finds himself subconsciously reaching out for her, even though he knows there is little he could do to comfort to her. It was secret, the lack of love between his parents, but Galahad guessed that that would hardly take the pain away  “Father loves you as much as he is able to…” The words are pointless, even if they were the truth, God knew Lancelot was a troubled man at the best of times.

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Edythe hadn’t mean’t to intrude, really she hadn’t. The lady had been searching for Queen Susan when she had come across the few scattered books dotted around the room she had supposedly just quickly glanced into. Edythe didn’t even know to whom this room belonged, or if it was shared between the siblings. A side effect of being new to the castle she supposed. Still she was hardly one to stand mess, even when it was not her own, and thus swepped across the space, to pick up the books and return them to their rightful homes, or rather that had been the plan at any rate, she just hadn’t stopped to think that she did not know to where each should have been returned and so was left perched in front of the bookcase rather awkwardly.

“Forgive me your Grace,” She spoke gently, when she noticed the other. “Believe it or not, I was actually looking for your sister,”