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A Knight's Love

Our story begins in a faraway kingdom that was known for its nobility and generous way towards the people. In old medieval England where one of the greatest empire lived existed. Kingdom Camelot.

At the moment, the ruler of this glorious kingdom had the name Uther Pendragon, a light blue hedgehog with the shiniest pair of cobalt eyes. He always had his crown seated on his head and a marvellous purple blouse with a golden dragon symbolized in the middle of it. Around his neck went the red king's coat with white dots, attached well to his other clothes. His legs were covered with grey puffed pants and his shoes were brown, looking very comfortable and beautiful on the King.

By his side, he had his gorgeous loving wife, who was said to be by far the most beautiful woman in the country. She bore the name Igraine; Queen Igraine of Camelot was her title.

She was the reason why people praised her and her husband. She was a generous young woman who helped all the poor souls out in the villages of Castle Town, Deep Woods, Titanic Plains and the Molten Mine. She made schools for children to learn, orphanage for those who had lost their parents, a Women House for those who were left behind by their husbands or needed some desperate help because of how he treated her and their children.

Everything that was service for the people and help for them, she stood for all of it while King Uther was the more business and strategy oriented man, having his army ready for any assaulting battle or attacks on Camelot and was one of the best to make a plan.

Igraine was a young fine woman, former wife of King Gorlois of Tintagel who Uther's men managed to kill under an attack while he, disguised as his enemy by the help of the old Merlin, was in bed with Igraine and later proposed to her after Gorlois death.  She was a brown-reddish fox with sapphire blue eyes, hair collected nicely back in a ponytail while some of it were right beside her head because they were too short to reach her back head. Her dress was a long purple colour, a dark violet band surrounding the near end of it with flower imprints beneath, and the same kind of band was just under her cleavage with a bow in the middle. The puffy, transparent, lilac sleeves didn't directly connect to her dress, but was part of a see-through glittering lilac coat that was covering her.  If people looked on her middle region, they would always notice a bump around her stomach, indicating that she was pregnant after her and Uther's certain event in the Tintagel castle back a few months ago.

Everybody was happy about this. Everybody agreed that Uther and Igraine's child would be the perfect prince or princess, and a perfect heir to become the ruler of Camelot. And the excitement to see the child when it would be born only grew the more the queen's belly became bigger.

However…

Although it became a fine and beautiful son she gave birth to, the queen closed her eyes for the last time and took her last breath right after the birth of the one-day king; the prince she wanted to name Arthur.

Shocked about his wife leaving him and his son, Uther, who did want the prince to have a different name, decided that since Igraine was his true love and happiness, his only son would bear the name Arthur Pendragon.

It was a sorrowful sight for the King and his people when they saw the chest on the boat float out to Island Avalon.  It was an open farewell because Igraine wasn't only a major role in Pendragon's life and happiness, but his people praised her more than they did to him at times. She was like a mother to them. She loved them and in turn, they loved her back.

If things turned out very bad, Uther would go to Misty Lake and visit the Lady of the Lake for advice. She felt the King's sorrow and couldn't do any more than to tell the King that helping his people and be just as generous as Igraine was, would do better, because Igraine did care a lot for the people of Camelot. However, although the King followed The Lady's advice, he was still filled with sadness of the loss of his wife.

He was going to raise his son as a man, making Arthur the greatest sword fighter in all history and a strategic genius. Although he wasn't Igraine, Arthur was still a big part of Uther's life and loved his son more than anything and every night, Pendragon would tell tales of the dragons, tell about Merlin and how close of a friend he was to him, telling Arthur stories before kissing his son good night. And every night he would stand out on his balcony, looking over at Avalon Isle as well as to the sky, always seeing the stars glittering as much as Igraine's eyes. Always saying that he would do his best to make Arthur happy just as she always wanted to do. He would spend as much time he could with his son for her. 

With time, Uther learned that Igraine would always be there for him and Arthur. She would never leave them because she always watched over them with the watcher standing beside her, smiling at the sight of her growing son and his father.

...

Another day had almost passed the Kingdom of Camelot, and Nimue, the Lady of the Lake, was on her way back to the Misty Lake after helping Mother Nature with the forest and the animals in it. Throughout the day, people from Deep Woods have asked for advice on something that has haunted their dreams and Lady Nimue was always there to help them. She didn't only listen to the King but also his people, the commoners and their kids once in a while. She told them old stories and prophesies of Kingdom Camelot which even could confuse old Merlin once in a while.  Seeing their smiling faces only made the immortal woman enjoy her life even more. 

Walking through the forest, the human being was in her own world of peaceful fantasy. On top of her head holding her blond yellowish hair, was a sky blue hairband with golden, decorated metal circle ends and around her peachy wrists, she wore golden bracelets while her arms were covered with white arm warmers. Her dress was a highly decorated sky blue, white and tiffany blue colours with a golden belt around her waist and golden buttons; a mark of transparent back garments with sky blue edges on as well. Her shoes were hidden underneath the long beautiful blue dress she wore, yet she was still able to walk gracefully along the partway of Misty Lake.

Suddenly, Nimue stopped and her ears picked up a sound towards the inside of the forest. Her head quickly went to the left before she lifted her dress, and ran into the woods towards the nearby crying.

And right there, in the clearing, she saw a small basket, covered with bigger leafs and branches, with a baby wrapped in an old piece of brown cloak, crying as it was wrenching around in that small basket. He was calling for his mother. That person who left him alone in this dangerous world.

Kneeling down to the basket, Nimue carefully brought her hands around the little young boy, admiring him as she stroked her hand over his ebony fur. His eyes were red as rubies, his highlights in his spikes had the same coloured red and on his chest was a white tuft of white soft fur.  Feeling the hand stroking his head and being protected in someone's arms, the young male hedgehog opened his eyes, crimson and sea coloured eyes met. He became calm at the swathe woman, feeling he could be with her, being protected by her. Her being his new mother.

"You poor little thing. Where is your moth--" The sight of a torn cloak filled with blood made her gasp and hold the baby closer to her chest. She closed her eyes as she began walking towards her home, Misty Lake. She pattered the boy's head, consoling and calming him down as much as she could. "Don't worry. I will take care of you." And so she began walking with the almost asleep hedgehog in her arms, back to her home, Misty Lake. Looking down, one name came to her mind. "Hmm… That will be a good name for you." She brought him closer to her cheek, closing her eyes as she sighed inwardly. "Lancelot. Lancelot du Lac."