Status Updates From The Black Table (Knights of...

Well thank god there's more to all this than just fucking FENCING!! All those rules and the celibacu would've been ridiculous otherwise. Also the names and Camelot references are both cringey and kinda cool 😂

'Where is she?" He pushes to the edge of his seat, like he's about ready to leap out of his chair and run which ever direction I points. "Tell me."

Only valid action after ts he pulledd

Gwenna rolls her eves, blows out a breath, and ever though the light in here is dim, I catch a hint of a blush across her cheeks.
It's nice. I wouldn't mind seeing it again.

You," I say. "What-"
"The famous little choir boys of Caliburn," he says running a hand through his dark curls, cocking his head "The prim and proper chosen ones, always so pure. So they claim. Because they have you helping them out, eh? They have-"
He doesn't get a chance to finish his sentence because Kai's fist plows into the side of his head.

YESSSS

"I just...can't believe you do this for fun," I say.
"I don't," Kingston replies. Pauses. "But maybe I should."

Because his eyes settle on me, that golden, unwavering gaze, and something absolutely shocking happens.
Kingston Pendragon smiles at me.

WOO WOO NONCHALENCE HAS BEEN BROKEEEN

"I'll tell you what," Kai says, grinning up at me fron his crouch. "This." He claps a hand over one eye and squints. "Remind you of anyone?"

My boy. Comedian 101.

I'd love to be the bad boyfriend that makes her mom angry. Show up for dinner, scare the living daylight out of her old lady, and then drive home and fuck her till she wan't walk straight.

"Escape? Is she here?"
Gwenna laughs again. God, that sound is like pure dopamine. Heroin. I could drown in it.

Her voice drops low as she says it, and I freeze, the single command enough to still something deep in me. Like she'd pressed a hand to my chest and said stay I would.
God. How I would.

I shouldn't have kissed her, I know that much. And yet I also know that if I were ever going to kiss her agair -which I won't- I'd have to be twice as worthy and three times as good as I am now. A better fighter, a better knight. a better man.

"Thank you," he says softly. His eyes are lowered, his lashes practically sweeping his cheekbones, and it occurs to me that this might be the first time someone's ever done the all-powerful, ever-so-chivalrous Kingston Pendragon a small favor.
Because clearly, he isn't used to it. The slight tinge of pink in his cheeks is testament to that.

"It wasn't better, it wasn't worse. Just...different."
"Different how?"I push on. Unable to let go.
Because now I'm wondering. Now I can't stop wondering.
About Lanz and girls.
About girls.
About deep green eyes looking up at me instead of blue ones.

He wants her SO bad

Doesn't flinch. As if I'm just... supposed to be here.
Kneeling.
Touching.
Serving her.
God.

CALLAHAN MY BOY GOT REAL INTERESTING REAL FAST