Gwynnever - Queen of Camelot

Chapter 18

They held on to her as she led them into the King's quarters and they all slide inside. Gwen was like a shadow, not even her hair made a sound. The knights remained still as she glided next to the bed where the king was sleeping and grabbed hold of her knife, raising it. She was about to hit when the man woke and pushed her on the mattress, pushing her head into it so...

"Hey, asshole." Said Gawain throwing his sword to him. He jumped back. Gwen elbowed him into the stomach and hit him with her head as she stumbled back. She looked for the knife but it seemed gone. Percy offered her his sword and she swung it, only to clang it with the King's one.

"Guards!" screamed the coward as he attempted to strike, however Gwen was fast, she was the wind and he couldn't catch her.

"Well, you came at last. I was waiting for you." The brother was a little darker on the skin compered to Gwen but the face was tremendously similar. If it wasn't for his black hair, Gawain could have thought they were twins. He was a little taller than his sister, and bigger but that was it.

"You went to Camelot, that is where you hid." He spit and reached for her hair but she gave him another blow with her head and cut his side with the sword before he diverted the blow.

"You stupid whore." gushed the King as a group of guards made their way in.

"I'm your royal Highness, for you!" screamed Gwen sliding under his legs and took another blow, unsuccessfully.

"Not yet. You're a whore with no land nor title." Gawain and Percy winced. That was the same thing Lancelot said to Gwen and that is what sent her off. It was something her brother would say, something she probably heard all life and the reason she felt as if she was worth nothing.

Percy lunched himself toward the King, and punched him in the face so hard his nose cracked. Gwen blinked and finally found the courage to search for the knife. Where did it go?

"Take him." She ordered to Percy who lifted the men whose face was now covered in blood and looked dizzy. "I'm gonna make him pay for what he did to our father. Which is a shame, you know Goregin? I wanted to kill you in your sleep so you wouldn't suffer, thank you really, for making this much more pleasing for me." The guards looked at her puzzled and she narrowed her eyes, bending to catch the royal sword and even though it was a long blade almost as tall as she was, it looked made for her, it matched her hair. The ivory handle was the exact same shade.

"Move." She barked to the royal guards that didn't flinch so she whirled the enormous blade as if it was the lightest thing on the planet. "I'll make you and it's going to be painful." She threatened and the men believed her. Therefore, they step aside and the three of them exist reaching the throne room when more guards appeared. After a quick scan Gawain counted 50. 50 to 3. They weren't gonna make it, if the farce Gwen was keeping up would fall.

She was a good actress, believable and scary with those amber eyes fuming as she looked at each of the soldiers. "Put him on the throne." She indicated to Percy the marble seat with blue stipes flung over it. The same color of the dress she wore at the ball. Merlin must have known about it.

Her tress was on one side, she was quick on her feet as she climbed the step and reached her brother, holding the sword with both hands, she was ready to take his head off.

"You'll never be queen." He sentenced and Gwen's eyes became so sharp, she probably didn't even need the sword to off him. "You're a whore. Nothing more."

"Sire!" A pair of soldiers moved forward but she didn't notice. She was too busy thinking where to strike to make him bleed slowly. She wanted him to suffer more than she wanted to kill him.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Said the brother looking behind her with a grin that screamed victory from every inch of his being. Gwen turned and there he was. The King of Camelot covered in livid and dirt, as if they had run his face across the ground and abused him repeatedly. He had one arm of his coat ripped and a deep cut across his shoulder.

She distracted one second, just a moment enough to whisper his name as Arthur looked up with horror before the knife pierced her back and she whimpered. The guard on his right punched him on the jaw causing him to fell to the ground, unconscious.

"This is what it will cost you, my dear sister. To care is never free. It comes with consequences and the demise of your king and yours, will be the price I'll demand." He pushed the blade further causing Gwen to spit blood. At least she knew where her knife went now.

She couldn't believe herself. She got distracted. Her. She never did.

This made her mad. This made her feel like she learned nothing from all the years of training. And she was furious so much, she stopped feeling pain and just moved toward the guards ignoring her brother. He was as white as Gwen but she was still standing and was walking with the weapon yet in her side.

"Hands off him." She declared, still holding the royal blade. No one moved. The air became thick and heavy, Gawain and Percy knew something terrifying was going to happened and so it was. And they made sure to stay out of Gwen's route as she advanced

Gwengrabbed one of her blades from her garter and threw it into the face of one ofsoldier holding Arthur. She didn't blink just stared at them, and then she murmured"Forty-nine."