First Knight Page #2

- I want you.|- I'm not to be had for the wanting.

Why not? lf you want me.

- You may impress servant girls ...|- I can tell when a woman wants me.

- I can see it in her eyes.|- Not in my eyes.

- You're afraid, aren't you?|- I have nothing to hide.

Then Look at me.

If there is any honour in you,|promise me never to do that again.

I don't know about honour.

But I promise you ... I won't|kiss you again until you ask me to.

And that I never will.

- When do you get married?|- On Midsummer's Day.

Before Midsummer's Day dawns,|you'll ask me to kiss you again.

- You insult me. then abandon me?|- That's the road ahead.

And that, I presume,|is your brave escort.

- My child ... Thank the Lord.|- Are my ladies safe?

- Were you followed, milady?|- No.

No. there's no one there.

Your new country awaits you.

- If anything should happen ...|- I'll send word. Never fear.

Send Jacob. I want to know at once.|good news or bad. Promise me.

I promise you.

I promise you.

Lady Guinevere of Leonesse.|Welcome to Camelot.

God be praised, you're safe.|Nothing shall ever harm you again.

My Lord honours me|with his kindness.

Your coming brings me a happiness|I had not dared hope for.

My Lord must not think too highly|of me, lest he'll be disappointed.

Then I'll take you as I find you,|if you'll do as much for me.

Leonesse awaits news of your safety.|John will send any message you want.

My Lord grants my wishes|before I speak them.

Tell my people I'm come safe|into my new country.

Tell them you saw my eyes|filled with tears of Joy.

Already a queen.

- Agravaine, what happened?|- Ambush. sire.

- Malagant?|- It has to be.

- Was Lady Guinevere in danger?|- We were all in danger, sire.

There were two separate forces.

- Lady Guinevere was in danger.|- You weren't prepared for them?

So many fell in the first strike.

How could we guess|they had a second force?

Malagant doesn't care how many men|he loses, so long as he wins.

- I'll not fail you again, sire.|- We both know no one is perfect.

- But I need to know everything.|- Sire.

Come.

I first climbed this hill as a boy|and saw what was to become my city.

I named it Camelot.

- It's so beautiful it frightens me.|- Why do you say that?

I was brought up|to set no faith in finery.

"Beauty doesn't last",|my father said.

I remember the way he looked at you.|I remember him saying, -

- "Do all fathers think|their daughters are so beautiful?"

He never said that to me.

Camelot.

Good girl ...

Thank you!

You saved me from a long ride.|God knows when she'd have stopped.

- She's a fine animal.|- Fit for a queen.

- I'm Peter. King's stableman.|- Lancelot. Which king?

The King. Arthur of Camelot.|This beauty is a gift for his bride.

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