𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊
𝔖𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: The fate of an entire kingdom rests upon the shoulders of a young woman, the love of her life, and their best friend. Will they be able to find the strength to beat the hardships that come with that responsibility...
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📍 Camelot
⏳May, 507 AD
"Man! It's been so long since I've been on one of these!" Oliver exclaimed while rubbing Cinderella's neck as we passed through the back gate of the castle after a nice trail ride in the forest. He'd wanted to see my 'future lands'.
"They're called horses," I pointed out with a snort.
My cousin huffed, "Smart-ass." I smirked in return.
As we neared the paddocks, I spotted Gwen leaning against a fence, looking anxious. She waved me over when she saw me, her expression easing a bit.
"Damn!" my cousin exclaimed, his eyes fixed on my friend.
"Oliver, you're married!" I scolded, shaking my head at him.
"Joanna doesn't mind where I get my motor runnin' as long as I park in the right spot," he shot back with a smirk.
My eyes widened, "Okay, first of all, don't use quotes from my favourite shows against me. And, second, on behalf of all women: yes, we mind it when guys shamelessly ogle other girls." I gave him a pointed look and nudged Dallas forwards.
"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked Gwen as soon as I reached her.
She gave me an apologetic look as she replied, "I am sorry to bother you when you are spending time with your cousin, but I really need your help."
"You could never bother me, Gwennie," I assured her as I hopped off Dallas and swiftly began untacking him. "What's up?"
She gave me a small smile before responding, "I was hoping you could help me get a private audience with Arthur."
I don't think she needs my help for that, all she has to do is ask him directly, but I skipped over that fact. "Yeah, of course," I paused to undo my horse's girth, "what should I tell 'em?"
"There is a village, Longstead, that is being plagued by a rare sickness. They have no physician and people are dying quickly," she explained. My eyes widened, memories of the 2020 pandemic flashing through my mind. "I have a friend who lives there, Mary. She came to me for help."
I nodded as I opened the gate to the paddock and let Dallas in. Then I grabbed my equipment off the fence and turned to Oliver, who'd only now caught up. "I have to run. Can you untack her and put 'er in with Dal?" I asked, motioning towards Cinderella with my head. He seemed confused, but agreed to do so and I turned to Gwen again, "Let's get you an audience with Prince Charming!"
She frowned at the nickname, but said nothing as she followed me.
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