Chapter 71: Love Triangle, So Exciting!? (rewrite)
Love Triangle, So Exciting!?
Morgan and Lott exchanged glances, their shared understanding clear as they discussed their plans for their unborn child, Gawain. They both agreed on adding a new task for their future son. It was a moment of silent agreement that promised new responsibilities for the child.
Morgan then decided to take charge of some official duties and picked up a stack of documents. "Let me handle some things for you," she said, her tone carrying a sense of purpose.
Lott, however, preferred to take a moment to enjoy the view. "Oh, don't worry, I'll just enjoy the scenery for now," he said, wrapping his arms around Morgan's waist and guiding her to the balcony.
From the balcony of the palace in Chalk City, they had a panoramic view of the entire city. The palace itself offered one of the best vantage points in the city.
Morgan leaned into Lott's embrace, gazing out at the vibrant cityscape. "Oh, Lott, look at how beautiful the scenery is. We must protect this place no matter what."
Lott nodded, looking at the surroundings. "Indeed. Just look at the mountains outside the city, the houses, the children playing in the streets, and the couples walking hand in hand. It's all so picturesque. Even Altria enjoying herself at the snack street, and Merlin in his... well, let's just say Merlin is doing his thing. It's hard to imagine destroying this beauty."
Morgan's mood shifted slightly as she processed Lott's mention of Merlin's unusual activities. "Why do I feel less enthusiastic about defending the city now, after hearing about the last two?" she murmured.
Lott chuckled, finding humor in Morgan's reaction. At that moment, Morgan picked up a document, her expression shifting to one of excitement.
"Another king from England has expressed interest in allying with us," Morgan said, her voice filled with excitement. "Lott, it seems our strength is growing."
Lott remained somewhat indifferent. The significance of such alliances didn't carry the same weight for him, given the historical context. Kings during this era were akin to regional warlords or daimyo in Japan's Warring States period. The king from Orkney, who also bore the name King Lott, didn't hold as much influence compared to others.
He thought to himself, It's good that our power is increasing, but I'm curious about when Guinevere's father, known as the first beauty of the era, will come to seek refuge with us.
Morgan's expression froze momentarily. "The first beauty? Guinevere?" she thought. "Is this woman more beautiful than me? And why did you bring up Guinevere?"
Before she could voice her curiosity, Lott's next comment caught her attention. "But even if Guinevere joins us, it wouldn't matter much. Altria isn't King Arthur yet, and she isn't marrying Guinevere, so there's no love triangle with Lancelot."
Morgan was taken aback. My sister is set to marry a woman? She mentally pictured the wedding night, her mind racing with scenarios.
"Guinevere and Lancelot's affair... It's too scandalous!" Morgan thought. The idea of such a complex love triangle involving her sister was both shocking and intriguing. It seems Lott's foresight is helping us avoid potential drama.
Morgan was grateful that Lott's insights had prevented such a tangled situation. She felt relieved that her sister wouldn't be entangled in a dramatic love triangle. However, she was still curious about Gawain's role and how he might fit into their plans.
But why is Lancelot so cruel? Morgan wondered. Even if Lancelot isn't as faithful as Lott, his behavior seems questionable.
Elsewhere in Chalk City, Lancelot was experiencing a mix of frustration and contemplation. He sneezed twice, sensing that someone might be speaking ill of him. He declined a handkerchief offered by a girl, feeling awkward about accepting such kindness.
As he walked through the streets, Lancelot pondered his next steps. "Should I just return to France? It's faster that way," he considered. But if I go back now, what have I accomplished?
He reflected on the typical knightly path to fame—defeating evil lords or gaining renown through military achievements. But in Camelot, he found it difficult to make a mark. Most of the troublesome nobles had already been dealt with by Morgan and Lott, and even ordinary criminals were scarce.
Maybe I should confront a dragon or challenge Vortigern, Lancelot thought, weighing his options. These ideas, though grand, seemed far-fetched.
As he continued his contemplation, Lancelot faced the challenge of carving out his own legacy in a land where most of the major conflicts had already been resolved by others.