Camelot

II

"Guinevere!” I heard Lancelot call from the main room of his castle.

I went running from the library to meet him. He had been gone from here for over a month in Camelot’s royal city, so I used my time learning as much as I could about this world. “Sir Lancelot, how was your visit to the royal city?” I curtsied.

Since Sir Lancelot had taken me in as his war I had been severely drilled on etiquette. “Guinevere you can just call me Lancelot, you mustn't worry about formalities with me. And I've seen that Mrs Claivart has definitely been using your every spare second. “ He smiled.

“Yes she has Sire, I mean Lancelot. We weren’t expecting you back for another two weeks, may I inquire why you’ve returned so soon?”

“I asked Arthur for my leave because I discovered something. Guinevere the choice of what you would like to do, I have found your father. He works as a baker in the royal city with the rest of his family.”

“How did you find him?” I was completely astounded. I had never even met my father or knew anything about him. My mother kept her promise to keep it away from me at any cost possible. With this memory of my mother a tear grazed my cheek.

“It's okay Guinevere, it's okay to cry.” He wrapped his arms around me.

“Sir Lancelot, shall I remind you that physical contact between you and your ward is rather inappropriate?” Miss Claivart appeared from a doorway.

“Ah Miss Claivart, how lovely you look, and such a warm welcome home.” Sir Lancelot removed only one arm while the other still held me close. “Also this is my castle, so thank you for your opinion but I believe that it's truly my choice.”

“As you wish my lord. Shall I prepare tea for you and Miss Guinevere?” She curtsied.

“Please do, and have it set out in the garden. I believe Guinevere and I shall go for a quick walk.” Lancelot started to guide me towards the garden as Miss Claivart left us. I believe that will keep her busy for a while, shall we go for a ride?” Lancelot loved playing tricks on her.

I nodded my head as he grabbed the door for me. “So how did you find him?” I asked on the way to the stables.

“I had been discussing you with Arthur …

“Arthur?”

“Prince Arthur, he's the crown prince of Camelot. Sure Miss Claivart mentioned him at some point. Well we were on a ride and stopped at a bakery to get some water for the horses. I ended up telling Prince Arthur that I had a ward now, how I found you in the babe and you didn't know where your home was. Well naturally Arthur questioned if you had any noble blood to make you qualified for a typical ward, and I told him I didn't care.” Lancelot enjoyed storytelling. “Well a lady walked in dressed in a rather peculiar red dress, it looked highly irregular bit almost as if it was of some importance. She went up to the baker and started raging on about her daughter who had failed some oath and was now banished. She told the baker to look for her daughter. Naturally he questioned why and she told him that her child was his. At this point I walked over to ask if they needed any assistance. She stormed off quickly and the baker turned to me and said yes. He didn't tell me much besides your name and that his child would show up somewhere appearing to have dealt with fire and lost. So I told the baker about you. He's like to meet you.”

My mother  had gone to see him, she knew who and where he was at all times and yet she wouldn't tell me anything. Though Wolam Witches technically is females only, go and mate to keep the bloodline going. “Where is he now?” Was all I managed to get out of my trembling mouth.

“He's still in the royal city, Prince Arthur allows me leave to collect you. Prince Arthur also would like you to attend the Winter Feast Ball at the end of the week, and when a royal asks you to a ball there's no saying no. Donuts up to you if you'd like to meet your father, but otherwise you have to come.”