AM I THE ONE? | Arthur Pendragon [1]

Romance on Both Sides

Third Person's P.O.V.*

The celebrations continued, and everyone was enjoying themselves in every way possible. Lancelot looked around in amazement and disbelief. He never thought that this day would come to pass. He never thought that his dreams might actually come true. He always had hope, but never at this scale. Especially after he learned that only nobles can serve as Knights of Camelot. His eyes wandered around the room, and stopped on a brown-haired, blue-eyed beauty laughing with her two friends. He owed all of this to her. Her and her brother. He could never thank them enough. He could never repay them. But he could do something else. He could do something that his heart urged him to do ever since he met her.

*Annabelle's P.O.V.*

I laughed along with Gwen and Morgana at the joke they made, when suddenly I heard an all too familiar voice behind me.
"Excuse me, My Lady. But could I ask for a dance?" I turned around, only to see Lancelot in a small bow with his hand held out for me to take. I looked back at Morgana and Gwen for a second, only to see them smirk at me, and then turned back around to face the dashing Knight inn front of me.
"Of course." I replied with a smile, making him smile as well. I put my hand in his, and he kissed it, before making his way over to the middle of the room. He bowed to me, making me curtsy in return, and then placed one of his hands on my waist, whilst he held my right hand with his other one. I placed my left hand on his shoulder, and then we began to dance just as the music started playing.

*Third Person's P.O.V.*

Everyone circled around the dancing couple, and watched them, entranced. Those two moved with such grace. They were like two bright stars on a night sky. Lady Morgana and Guinevere stood next to each other, and looked at one another with smiles. They have seen the loving gazes Lancelot has sent their friend ever since the beginning. Especially Guinevere. She has been there when they first met, and she immediately noticed how Lancelot looked at Annabelle. As if he were in a trance. And she returned the look... But not as bright as when she looked at the King's son.
Morgana's gaze drifted from her friend to Arthur and King Uther, and her eyes widened. Arthur looked as if he was ready to slaughter Lancelot where he stood. She has never seen him as angry as he was now. But there was something else in his eyes. Something that was never there before. Jealousy... And love.
Arthur sat at the High Table on his father's right, and was clenching his fist.
"Arthur! What on Earth is wrong with you?!" King Uther exclaimed, wiping his clothing with a napkin, whilst some of the servants rushed to clean the mess up. Arthur looked over, and noticed that he was so furious that he subconsciously banged his fist on the table, making their goblets fall over and spill the drinks over his father.
"I'm sorry." He mumbled, and looked back to his new knight and the girl he was in love with, only to see them closer than ever.

*Annabelle's P.O.V.*

"I have to offer my congratulations." I told the dashing Knight dancing with me. "You did it! You are now officially a Knight of Camelot."
"I wouldn't be here right now if it wasn't for you and your brother." Lancelot smiled at me warmly as he twirled me around gently. "I don't know how to thank you."
"There's no need to thank us." I shook my head with a smile. "You deserve to be a Knight more than anyone else in the entire kingdom."
"How so?" He asked me with a small furrow of his eyebrows.
"You're not only brave." I started as Lancelot spun me out and then brought me back in, now holding both of my hands with my back pressed against his chest. "You are kind, honorable, generous, fair, and an amazing fighter; the list goes on!" I listed as he spun me out one more time before pulling me back in, letting me twirl twice before my arms ended up around his neck, and his arms around my waist. "Not to mention you are unbelievably charming." I smiled teasingly as he chuckled.
"I forgot to tell you one thing." Lancelot said, making me look at him curiously. He then surprised me by dipping me down, his strong arms holding me above the ground, and his brown eyes looking into my blue ones. "You look astounding tonight." He whispered, and I smiled at him gently as my heart fluttered a little.