King Arthur

Chapter 7: Disseminate

"You mean to tell me you have made a mistake to the king?" Ela clarified after Beiliz told her her present predicament concerning the serpent ring Arthur once gave to her.

"It was not my mistake!" Beiliz defended, "He gave it to me as a present, I have never thought he would give importance to it now, considering he is never a sentimental one." She is still left in curiosity as to why Arthur is need of that ring, wherein she does not know where it could be right now, but luckily, because of its peculiar pattern, got stuck in her mind.

"Could it be his heirloom, perhaps." Ela suggested, knowing all noble families, especially royalties, has some certain jewelry they call heirloom, to give and pass to their heirs, either as a gift to their first borns, or something that signifies their wealth, status and lineage.

"Possibly. But why now? He gave it me two summers ago, that time he could still have it back if he wanted to, but now? Now that it is in my possession no more, he returned asking for it." She just bellowed.

Ela drank all the wine in her glass, she stood up and stared at herself in the mirror of Beiliz's chamber.

"You mentioned you have that thing replicated?" She queried.

Beiliz nodded, "Indeed, I have it replicated. I do not know when he will be back for it. So I discreetly went to meet this famed blacksmith and paid him to create one." O how grateful she is knowing there is someone who has the ability to save her from falling in grace.

Ela raised her left eyebrows, then looked at Beiliz as if taunting her and her thinking that she could fool the king.

"How sure are you that the king will not notice you deceived him?"

Beiliz could sense on Ela's words that a punishment awaits her once Arthur learn that the ring he is after is not the real one.

"O for God's sake Ela! It is so alike that I am sure he will not notice it. Besides, I still hold his secret." She nonchalantly said. Ela narrowed her eyes on Beiliz.

"I have long heard from yoi that secret you have been talking about. But not once did you ever told me what could it be."

Beiliz laughed heartily. "It is my weapon against Arthur. He may hurt me all he wants, but I know, he will never kill me."

A wicked smile appeared in her face. Relishing the thought that no one will never kill her, because they will face the wrath of the king.

In the kingdom of Cameliard, King Leodegrance is overlooking on the balcony of his castle, watching the sun set over the mountain. While his wife and queen, Gwyneser, is sitting on the chair sipping in a cup of tea.

"Guinevere is already past the marriageable age. Are you sure the King of Camelot still wants to marry her?" Gwyneser asked her husband. She have considered marrying her youngest daughter to a wealthy lord of their Kingdom, but Leodegrance opposed to it, saying she will marry the king of Camelot, whom she have never seen but heard just recently.

"I am sure. Why do you think I kept her unmarried? To make her a spinster?" Leodegrance snorted. "Uther may have been long gone, but I still hold on to the truce we created for our kingdom. His heir, Arthur, will marry one of my daughters."

He could still remember when Uther was still alive, they made a deal that one day, his heir, who was that time still at the womb of Igraine with no assurance that is was a boy, will marry one of his daughters. For the prosper and peace of their respective kingdom.

But when news came the Uther has died and his child missing, he had a doubt whether to uphold their words. Yet he did. None of his daughters were successful in marrying a king, they got married to princes only with no strong hold on their families thrones.