[The object of her affection was the Pure Knight, revered by the people of Britain, a role model for countless knights, the dazzling aurora who brought miracles and abundance—the most radiant gem]
[She was just a weak woman at the rcy of fate]
[The only thing she carried was this love]
[If she were to pursue this love recklessly, the perfect king would be tarnished, the Pure Knight's brilliance would be stained by her, and Britain would fall into great turmoil]
[She couldn't yearn for this love]
[Because she foresaw that it would bring ruin]
[Guinevere lived in anxiety]
[Her beautiful cheeks grew haggard with sorrow, and worry lines etched themselves on her brow. No matter how hard she tried to hide it, she couldn't escape Artoria's keen insight]
[And so, the unexpected happened]
[After being repeatedly questioned by Artoria about her past love, she finally couldn't hold back and confessed, feeling deeply ashad]
[When she was ready to accept punishnt]
[But—the king forgave her]
[The pure and upright king granted her forgiveness, pardoning the queen for her illicit feelings]
[And that wasn't all]
"Guinevere, marrying has already caused you great suffering, depriving you of the happiness a woman deserves. Your beauty has faded under the weight of sorrow. As a friend who shares the sa ideals, this is my mistake. I cannot turn a blind eye to it."
"Artoria, what are you saying? This is my duty. You don't need to worry too much..."
"No, I must."
[Artoria shook her head]
[She had always been taught to uphold righteousness. She had the decisiveness of a king and the integrity of a knight]
[Guinevere believed that Artoria, as a woman, had beco a king without receiving the rewards a woman deserved]
[But that wasn't the case]
[Artoria had found love, and this love was sothing Guinevere also desired]
[If she were to simply ignore it]
[It would be like taking it away from her]
[Artoria considered Guinevere a dear friend and couldn't bear to see her wither away]
"Guinevere, tomorrow night, I will give you an answer."
[Artoria left with these words]
[Guinevere was puzzled]
[But by the next night, she fully understood why Artoria had said that]
[You were approached by Artoria the next day]
[Without a word, she pulled you along with the capriciousness of a king, leading you to the chambers of the palace]
[There, you and Guinevere faced each other on the bed]
[You both seed to have an inkling of what was happening]
"Ria, what are you...?"
Moran looked slightly surprised.
He saw Guinevere, who was equally stunned.
"Mo, Moran-sama...!?"
"Guinevere, you can speak your mind now. I've already brought him here."
[Artoria spoke with utmost seriousness]
[She openly revealed her relationship with Moran, hoping to ease Guinevere's suffering]
[In other words, she wanted Guinevere to be honest]
"Wait... Ria... are you...?"
Moran's expression beca complicated.
A sense of foreboding crept into his heart, as if he were once again at the center of a storm.
"I cannot give Guinevere happiness, and I don't want her to suffer in silence. Since Guinevere also loves you, Moran, I can reluctantly share a little...!"
Artoria said with a blush, her tone serious.
Now, the two won sat on the bed.
[You couldn't help but twitch your expression]
[What on earth is this?]
[But what shocked you even more was that Queen Guinevere had feelings for you]
[In fact, Guinevere was equally stunned]
[She was shocked by the relationship between Artoria and you. She never imagined that the two most dazzling knights of the kingdom were actually a loving couple. A pang of bitterness crept into her heart]
[But as she listened to Artoria's stories of the past, she also understood how deeply you two loved each other]
"Artoria, aren't you afraid I'll steal Moran-sama away?"
"Haha, no. If that were to happen, it would be because of so fault of mine. Besides, I believe we are still friends who share the sa ideals. You love Moran, and I love Moran. This should be a good thing for both of us, so there's no problem. Guinevere, I trust you."
[Artoria spoke with sincerity]
[Guinevere's heart had never been in such turmoil]
[She couldn't deny feeling joy]
[However, she also understood how taboo this was. If outsiders were to learn of their relationship...]
"In fact, when I first decided to beco king, secrets like this were already countless. If anything, the queen's weariness would only raise more suspicion."
[Artoria wasn't wrong]
[Even she had noticed Guinevere's issues]
[It was only a matter of ti before the other knights noticed as well]
[Soon, under Artoria's persuasion, Guinevere's defenses began to crumble rapidly]
[You observed the entire process]
[To be honest, Guinevere's face seed familiar, but you couldn't recall any mories of her]
[Finally, Guinevere turned to you]
[She only asked one question]
"Lord Moran, do you rember this?"
"This is..."
Moran saw Guinevere take out a dagger.
The dagger's design was simple and plain, but the patterns engraved on it were extrely rare and unique.
The familiarity was overwhelming.
There was no doubt, it was his own handiwork.
"Why do you have this dagger?"
"You... really don't rember at all...?"
Guinevere's expression was filled with sorrow.
[Seeing her expression]
[You felt as if an electric current had passed through your brain, a sharp pain spreading, followed by a sense of loss]
[You understood what was happening]
[Having stayed on the surface for too long, so fragnted mories had already been lost]
[Perhaps you had t Guinevere before]
[But that self had already faded away].
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