Endgame: This Broken Jaw of Our Lost Kingdoms; Part Two

[animusmods]

Characters: open
Setting: travelling through dead worlds
Format: any
Summary: The power has gone out, but a portal opens. Maybe all is not lost if you can gather up those who are missing...
Warnings: general animus endgame warnings

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[no_longer_a_king]

[She would not mind if he cannot manage hope. It has been so very long since Arturia felt any hope she clings to what little she has, amplifying it. For the first time in what could have been a decade or centuries or millenia, she has the possibility of freedom, a chance to reconnect with one of the ones most wounded in the past by her mistakes.

He speaks of coming to blows once more. Arturia knows if she ever had to face him as she did in the Fourth Grail War once more, she would not be able to survive it, no matter what the circumstances may be.]

If I had a say in the matter, we would not come to blows at all, Lancelot.

Please believe me when I tell you: I never hated or faulted you or Gwen for your love. If I had not been so blind to anything but the good of the Kingdom, if I had been willing to look into the hearts of others and seen them for the people they were instead of the ideal I wanted them to be, perhaps I would have even aided you. I was a poor friend and did a disservice to you and Guinevere, Lancelot, and for that...

[And then she bowed to him, a hand resting over her heart.]

I am truly sorry.