Sonic boys x Reader

Lancelot x reader: Honour

You are a (A/T)

In following you, I follow myself.

Swords collided with each other, maces were swung and spears thrown, the training ground filled with Camelot's finest ensuring they remained so. However Camelot consists of more than just a king and it's knights, a kingdom needs moabins. And (Y/N) the (A/T) was one such moabian.

She looked on at the knights in combat sat on a rickety bench whilst she sharpened a sword, it was her job, being the sister to the blacksmith, to attend to the training grounds most days and help the servants repair and sharpen various weapons. In the main arena a round of training with maces had just been finished, nicely timed as (Y/N) too completed her task.

Holding the blade up in both hands she proudly looked upon her work, the blade reflecting the sun onto her face. 

"Is it ready?"

Looking up to the owner of the sword she greeted them with a smile. Lancelot.

"Indeed, I just completed sharpening it now, although I would recommend you have it polished at some point. I'd be happy to do it for you." (Y/N) offered delicately handing him his sword.

"As long as my sword can defeat my enemies I will have to decline that offer." he politely declined inspecting her work, pristine as per the usual.

"It was merely a suggestion, after all, the most noble knight must appear presentable on the battle field."

"Nonsense, it is only spectator sports and ceremonial activities that such grooming is necessary." 

"Then I shall expect you to take me upon that offer come tomorrow."

"And what are you implying by that?"

"Well tomorrow evening is the seasonal knighting ceremony, as a knight of the round table you are expected to attend."

Despite his face guard of his helmet currently being drawn down, (Y/N) could see him slightly grimace at the reminder, knowing all too well how much he disliked social gatherings. After all why wouldn't she? When she was the reason for Lancelot becoming a knight in the first place.

Lancelot was raised by Lady Nimue, more commonly known as The Lady of the Lake. She nurtured him into a fine man, good manner and good tempered, furthermore she foretold that he would become a nobel warrior one day. He remained at the lake of Avalon, awaiting for a sign of sorts to inform him of when to pursue his destiny Nimue spoke of.

That sign presented itself when Lancelot reached adulthood, in the form of (Y/N). She ventured out to the wood which Avalon resided, her curiosity leading her to explore the entire land of Camelot. However she wasn't the only one who was aware of the myths surrounding Avalon.

A group of bandits, intending to rob whatever supposed treasures they could find, engaged her. And with only a dagger and the unfair odds of three to one she knew she was out numbered. Until Lancelot appeared, evening the odds, fighting with merely a wooden lance, proved his worth not hesitating to protect an innocent.

Lady Nimue quickly presented herself, announcing that it was now time for Lancelot to travel to Camelot with (Y/N). Lancelot trusted in Nimue's words and (Y/N) could hardly refuse the legend herself. Making it back to Camelot she showed him the village, assisting him in supporting himself. Less than a week later Lancelot enrolled in knights training, and in celebration of his knighthood (Y/N) crafted her finest sword. Ardonight, and presented it to him.

The two were openly seen as close, many of the other knights joking of how Lancelot was often seen with 'the little lassie'. However he was always grateful to (Y/N), as she was essentially the reason he was now a knight of the round table, and providing him with the weapon to defend both his King and his title.