It is my opinion that she and Lance should run off together and be awesome bad-ass knights-on-the-road together, and when she comes back to Camelot Arthur almost doesn't recognize her until she smiles. "Gwen?" he says, and she bows her head. "My lord," she says, but in her eyes is the familiar challenging spark. "We thought it only appropriate to bring a gift for your coronation. I'm afraid we're a few months late, but you know how the roads are."
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Date: 2010-06-10 10:54 pm (UTC)And when are you writing this fic?!