For Now

by nonisland

Summary:

For the prompt “Lancelot/Gwen, for her favor i would die a thousand deaths”, which I took and ran off with in a generally fluffwards direction.

Notes:

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He would lift his sword hope-bright in her defense without hesitation, or die gladly in her place or at her wish.

But not today.

Today is summer peaceful and quiet, is a golden apple-sweet afternoon washed clean with sunlight, is her smile warm as a promise when she reaches out and takes his hand between hers.