king and queen

Guinevia found that Wang started to get busier and busier from one day onwards, and he was not as close to her as before.

She always came and went in a hurry, smiled helplessly, and comforted the queen over and over again: "I'm sorry, Gui Ni, it's my fault."

"Wang doesn't need to apologize to me, I'll just sit here with you."

"No, if you feel bored, let Lancelot take you out for a walk, okay?"

"Aren't you going?"

Artoria found that she couldn't face those trusting blue eyes, she subconsciously looked away, "There are still many things waiting for me to do."

"Then I'll stay here with you."

Guinevia's face was taken for granted. She didn't seem to have thought about other possibilities, nor did she listen to the rejection of the impossible existence of the king. She ran back to the bedroom impromptuly, hugged the king's clothes, and started mending.

When Artoria was dealing with political affairs, she looked up and saw her gentle side face, serious expression, and needle-threading movements, and felt even more...that was wrong.

I really want to hold her hand, I really want to hug her.

Give her gentle encouragement, give her soft kisses.

But that is not allowed.

Wang should not be the only one in her life. Since she married into Great Britain, she has never enjoyed a day of her own life.

For the sake of Her Royal Highness, Arturia knew that she had to act.

So she no longer dealt with her acting like a baby, and began to turn a blind eye to her efforts.

Wang's face was gradually soaked in the cold temperature, his pupils were stained with the color of frost and snow, he called her from Gui Ni to Queen, and his attitude towards her gradually changed from close to distant.

"How did you come."

Artoria opened the door of the study, and the blizzard outside swept in with the bitter air. She glanced at the queen and turned around: "You don't have to come and stay with me."

"I want to see you, I made delicious food, and I want to eat with Wang."

The queen hugged her from behind and complained coquettishly: "The king hasn't had a meal with me for a long time."

"What are you talking about, queen."

King Arthur paused, but finally took her hand firmly.

Guinevia's eyes widened in surprise, and she froze in place.

The king glanced at her, and then looked away lightly, just one glance was enough to freeze the queen.

Those eyes, always filled with gentle waves, are cold and clear, just like the bright moon that can't be reached, so high and high that people can only look up to them, and they don't seem like anything in the world.

Who can bring King Arthur back to the world?

Guinevia stared at her blankly, and there was a soft "click" in her heart, and a bad premonition suddenly rose.That strong uneasiness has been lingering in her heart like a shadow.

Arturia's expression was cold and calm, and her gaze was no longer soft.

Wang ignored his wife's stiff expression, and said to himself: "Okay, don't be willful. I'm very busy, and there are still many things to deal with. You should go back first."

As she spoke, she continued to bury her head in her desk and never looked at her again.

Guinevia came back to her senses and forced a smile.

"Then... I'll put them here first, you must eat them, don't be too tired."

King Arthur made no answer.

The queen looked at the king with blond hair and blue eyes, and felt that everything was going away from her.

You have failed, Guinevia.

The queen heard the cold sneer from the deep, and the world began to mock at her innocence.

You cannot save the king's heart.

Arturia lost her soft smile little by little, she could no longer be calm, she finally completely abandoned herself and became an ideal and perfect king.

She seems to be getting further and further away.

Guinevia couldn't catch up with her anymore, and desperately went to hold her hand. She could only stand where she was, watching the king leave, and resolutely entered another world.

After trying for so long, it still doesn't work?

Why is this so?

Am I not trying hard enough?

Guinevia asked herself this, and then she came to a conclusion.

If so, then you need to work harder.

She needs to work harder, try her best to get close to her, until she can pull Wang, who is gradually losing his smile, back to the world and to her side.

Artoria can't be accompanied by only the empty sky, that kind of thing is absolutely forbidden.

Guinevia pretended not to see her husband's resistance and indifference, and stubbornly continued to circle around her.

"Today Lancelot said again that you are busy, so you should pay attention to your health."

King Arthur frowned, pursed his lips tightly, and a slight displeasure appeared on his face.

Lancelot Lancelot Lancelot!

Always Lancelot!

Is Lancelot the only topic left for her?Does she just... like talking about him that much?

"enough."

Artoria ignored his wife's surprised eyes, "Such words are meaningless, you don't need to say any more."

"...Sorry, I...have I troubled the king?" Guinevia was confused and uneasy: "I'm sorry."

"You did nothing wrong."

Arturia said calmly.

She is just a cold king, unable to repay this love, and not qualified to hug her.

But at the same time, Arturia also calmed down a little, realizing that her anger should not exist at all.

Guinevia was trapped in the palace by her, she lost her freedom, she was bound by Great Britain, she had been deprived of everything by herself, in this case, all her desire for the outside world came from Lancelot narrative.

She was unwilling to leave the king's side, and she had a stupid and ridiculous delusion, trying to pull the king down from the lonely throne.

The king has no right to be angry with the queen.

She is the most innocent victim.

"Great Britain is still waiting for me. I don't have time to talk to you."

"..."

Guinevia could only leave, she was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would annoy the king even more.

"Why are you ignoring me?"

"Please look at me..."

Why are you so incompetent?

Why can't she get close to her heart and let her understand the tenderness and beauty of the world?

Guinevia couldn't help but shed tears and covered her mouth to keep herself from making a sound.

This cruel fact burned her soul.