Epilogue
Unseen
by Merlin then was Belvedere hidden behind the rampart of Camelot, he watched
the wizard standing there ignored by the ladies of the lake. He had returned
the sword as instructed by Arthur, and in return was given the sword of Balin.
“Used
it wisely. The curse of the sword had been lifted but its powers remained
there. You may need it to battle the demons that were unleashed by the
sisters.” Vivianne told the old knight.
“What
about Lancelot and the …others?” Belvedere asked.
“Lancelot
had ridden off to the main continent. He harbors no desire to fight on his
land. You are the only remaining knight. And the oldest. Lead the others to
battle. Camelot lived with you.” Belvedere heeded the words of the lady and
then rode off but he had to see Camelot once more.
The
once-great castle Camelot was past its glamor with three of its main towers
damaged, and most areas of the castle damaged. It was abandoned soon after the
battle with the dragons. Even the settlement around it was abandoned or razed
by fire done by the dragons or man-made. The only scant remnants of the once-great
Camelot was its fine main gate which remained closed.
Belvedere
saw the lonely lady standing there at the forest edge and approached her.
“My
Queen, are you well?” Belvedere recognized the lady as Queen Guinevere.
“Yes,
I am fine, dear Sir. Were you with Arthur when he was to die?” Guinevere asked
outright.
“Yes,
my Queen. I was there till his death. He …” Belvedere was cut off by the lady.
“Was
Lancelot there?” Guinevere asked.
“No,
my Queen. He was…” Again Belvedere was cut off.
“Then
it's good that he was not there. He will be in more grief if he had seen
Arthur’s death. Lancelot loves him too much as well as …disliked the King.”
Guinevere spoke to Belvedere. “I will be leaving now. I have a new life to
begin.”
“Yes,
my Queen. Do you need an escort? Belvedere asked.
“No,
I will be fine. No one wants to harm me anymore. I am without the need to be
rescued anymore.” Guinevere told the knight and turn to walk away. The knight
was confused by her words but he did not attempt to follow her.
Guinevere
walked into the forest and was headed nowhere when she met Vivianne.
“Guinevere,
I have come to ask you to join me at the lake. We are short of three ladies
now. Will you join us?” Vivianne extended the offer.
“I
am not sure I am the right person. I have many…” Guinevere was stopped by
Vivianne.
“We
are all sinners in some stage of our life journey. The ones like us have been
given the new chance of cleansing our sins. Will you consider that?” Vivianne
looked at Guinevere.
The
consideration of Elaine at Joyous was to then look out of the castle opening
hoping to get a glance of her once lover, Lancelot. During the last passing of
the moons, she found herself yearning for Lancelot. More so when she was with
his child inside her.
“Lady
Elaine, it's best you stepped away from there. The cold draught will be bad for
your health. And the child.” Lady Angharad placed the shawl over Elaine’s
shoulder.
“Will
he want to know?” Elaine asked.
“Every
father wants to know their child. He will return to you.” Lady Angharad
replied. It was not so for Molly who had to bid farewell to Lord Bors. The
latter had recovered and wanted to ride out.
“I
am to leave here and far away from the Elders, and Lord Bern. I thank you,
Molly, for your generous care, and do take care.” Lord Bors then rode off
without a second glance. Molly wiped her hands on the apron and sniffle at the
lat departure.
“There
goes another good man.” Molly sighed. “Guess my life is as lonely as the cold
winter.”
“Would
you join me in Rome, Molly?” The lady heard the call and turned to look. It was
Lamorak on the wagon; he was to sit up and offered the lady the seat next to
him.
“I
got a tavern there that needed some good handling.”
All
was set then at Camelot, except one more who was named Tristam. The young
knight had ridden off to look for a new Lord to offer his service.
When
the sunset at the lake as seen from the backlit of Camelot, it was a different
scene at a place not far from it where the Black Lord held his hideout. It was
a deep cavern inside the mountain and the in the center of the cavern was the
dark pit from which the Black Lord emerged. Standing around the dark pit were
the minions that served the Black Lord. Among them was a lady dressed in a dark
suit.
“Welcome
back, Black Lord.” The lady greeted the emerging dark-skinned figure who was
then given a cloak to cover the frame.
“I
am feeling better, Lilith. How fares our new servant, Morgause? Or is it
Lilith? You always like that name.”
“Better
and hopefully soon to be ready to serve you,” Lilith replied.
“Good.
I am glad. I have rested far too long.” The Black Lord roared. “The realm needs
a new King.”
“And
I have the knights to do that for you.” Lilith said.
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