Post by Guinevere Leodegrance on Oct 9, 2010 9:43:23 GMT 8
Guinevere hurried past the seemingly endless parade of servants who where all rushing through the courtyard, towards the castle. Everyone was doing something to try and get Camelot to recover from the Great Dragon attack. Some people where building, fixing and making things, some people where cooking and cleaning. Gwen was filling a bucket up with water for she was running quite low and she hadn't had time to fill it up as she was now Sasha's servant and she had been taking care of her while she recovered from the dreadful incident in the woods. The bucket of water she was carrying sloshed and splashed around. Her quivering hands where threatening to drop it at any second.
She took a deep breath to calm herself, she tightened her grip on the bucket and moved on forward.
She tried to not think about her problems, but they forced themselves into her mind, making her think and remember.
She slowed down as her thoughts engulfed her.
She didn't know what she was going to do about the situation with Arthur. Although it was her who said that they could not be together, she desperately wanted to see him, to be with him.
His blue eyes where constantly in her mind.
While she was thinking she wasn't looking where she was going and she collided with another servant who was heading towards the castle.
Guinevere fell to the floor, her bucket of water fell from her grasp and it's contents emptied itself onto the ground.
The servant mumbled an apology and moved on, to busy to help Gwen.
She wanted to scream at the servant who had knocked her over, but she was not that cruel and she knew it was probably her fault.
She hoped that no one of importance had seen as it would be most embarrassing, as this is a time when there was no time for accidents such as this.
With a sigh Gwen knelt down next to the bucket
No point crying over spilt milk, she thought as the old saying repeated itself in her head.
She took a deep breath to calm herself, she tightened her grip on the bucket and moved on forward.
She tried to not think about her problems, but they forced themselves into her mind, making her think and remember.
She slowed down as her thoughts engulfed her.
She didn't know what she was going to do about the situation with Arthur. Although it was her who said that they could not be together, she desperately wanted to see him, to be with him.
His blue eyes where constantly in her mind.
While she was thinking she wasn't looking where she was going and she collided with another servant who was heading towards the castle.
Guinevere fell to the floor, her bucket of water fell from her grasp and it's contents emptied itself onto the ground.
The servant mumbled an apology and moved on, to busy to help Gwen.
She wanted to scream at the servant who had knocked her over, but she was not that cruel and she knew it was probably her fault.
She hoped that no one of importance had seen as it would be most embarrassing, as this is a time when there was no time for accidents such as this.
With a sigh Gwen knelt down next to the bucket
No point crying over spilt milk, she thought as the old saying repeated itself in her head.
