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Summary of Recent Happenings

Guinevere Started having dreams of her past, people shouting and fightings.

Guinevere's Tattoos started to show on her left hand, at first couldn't touch anything, flashbacks would come, now they shine in the light and she can use the hand.

Spends a lot of time up in her room starring at them.

Went to Sleep one night and more Tattoos showed up, crawling up to her elbow on her left arm.

Isn't sleeping for fear that dreams will come and more tattoos will come.

Pink told Cheska to talk to her and find out what is wrong.

Guinevere had a talk with Cheska and showed her the tattoos. Cheska tells Pink nothing is wrong for he is Guinevere's Guardian first and foremost.

As Pink tucked Guinevere into bed that night she couldn't help but be overwhemeled by a feeling. As she tucked Teddy under Guinevere's arm and began tucking the blankets around her to keep her warm she tried to decipher that feeling. Not wanting to admit to herself that anything could be amiss with her little girl she pushed the thought to the side as she headed for the door. With a flick of the switch Guinievere's room was plunged into darkness just as the door made a click.

But inside Guinevere's mind there was something amiss. The moment her eyes had closed and she had fallen into her slumber with the help of her friend's warm and comforting abilities she felt herself falling into a downward spiral as if she was falling and would never stop. Little did she know the journey she was going through.

She's A Sleepy One When She Wants To Be Queen

Outside of Guinevere's dreams the sun began to rise over Port Gino. As Pink yawned and stretched, she got out of her bed and went into Guinevere's room. "Wakey, Wakey Sunshine!" She called into the room cheerily, advancing toward the bed. Underneath the covers she saw Guinevere with an almost inquisitive look on her face but sound asleep. With a shrug and a decision made that Guinevere needed more sleep Pink left the room to go about her daily activities knowing Guinevere would come down when she was up and ready.

Inside Guinevere's dreams she began to learn more.

"Spill." Gwynhwfar said looking to Mm as if it were storytime. She had come back what only seemed like recently from her last escapade but you could never really judge with the lack of means to keep time there in Avalon.

"While you were gone I've been seeing many things of a great Kingdom." Mm began, closing her eyes and rubbing her temples as if to bring back all the things she saw to tell Gwynhwfar them verbatem. "Everytime I see the kingdom it seems to be shrouded in pure magic." Mm's eyes flicked opened and looked into Gwynhwfar's.

"As pure as yours." She finished with a little bit of a smile.

Now this news brought on of the biggest smiles to Gwynhwfar's face. The possiblities of what she could do there and what she could experience were endless.

"Does it have a name Mm?" She asked, wanting to make sure the kingdom would suit her.

Mm closed her eyes and rubbed her temples again. "Camelot." She whispered and Gwynhwfar nodded. "King Arthur will be the greatest king of this greatest kingdom." She continued rolling her head from side to side slightly making Guinevere wonder how it still stayed attached.

"Thanks Mm!" Gwynhwfar said happily, thrusting her arms around her older friend, causing her eyes to shoot open in surprise before she returned the hug.

"Don't do anything too bad..." Mm warned, having the feeling that something could go wrong with this one, before she headed off, almost fading away within a few steps.

"I won't!" Gwynhwfar said with a smirk as Mm retreated. Thousands apon thousands of things she could do being with the Kin Arthur and inside Camelot rolled around in her mind, what won over most of them was bringing down the kingdom for what would be better than seeing the greatest kingdom fall.

"I'm sure with a little charm and becomming his Queen I can watch Camelot fall like a dead horse within no time." She spoke outloud making Guinevere gasp. She really had no idea who King Arthur was or what Camelot was but she knew it wasn't nice to make things fall, she learned that when she tried to push Maddie over, fueled by jealousy, and made her cry when she first came into the house. Where was this woman's mother to jump in and tell her not to do this.

Before that question could be answered she felt herself and the woman falling right through the cloud like ground. As she tried to scream, nothing came out of her mouth it just made her fall faster, following this woman's downward spiral.

Take a Drink, You'll Need One

Pink looked once again into Guinevere's room and saw her yet to her she wasn't just sleeping. She was dead. She began to tear up before bursting out, the tears seeping down her cheeks and making large puddles on the ground. Her little girl...was dead.

She brought herself down the stairs and opened the up the liquor cabinet and began dowing one clear liquid after another, the burning senesation going away quickly as she kept taking the 'medicine' into her dying body.

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On the outside, Gwynhwfar appeared to be a very good queen and wife to King Arthur. She was always by his side, looking after him with adoration or being the one who would cheer him on and wave good bye when he went to fight.

For that was the time when she was doing her mischief. When King Arthur went out to fight, he always took different knights with him.

His mistake.

Durring the days when he was off fighting Gwynhwfar went around the grounds first only talking to this knight of that one. Before long she could tell, like all humans, with just a simple thought or question, their small human minds would build apon it. Before long all the knights were thouroughly questioning their King's leadership skills and abilities.

After about a year and a half of marriage and setting the seeds of unfaithfullness into the weak minds of the knights, and it certainly didn't hurt promising each and every one of them exactly what their heart's desires were, the nights were soon filled with Arthur going to bed to only talk more about the knights. He sensed a ruffiling in the ranks but wouldn't dare question it to anyone but his love, they might think him a weak leader if he did. Gwynhwfar nodded like the good wife she portrayed on the outside, but fell asleep with a smirk on her face.

Guinevere, having to watch everything, even intimate moments which she tried to hide her eyes and ears from knew what was comming next before she even saw it. Originally that worried her, for why should she know? Was she psychic? Was something wrong with her? But before she could question herself too much she saw the plot unfold.

It all began on a cold wintery night the day before Gwynhwfar and King Arthur's 2nd wedding anniversary. Gwynhwfar had gotten every knight in the kingdom to band behind her and follow her every word. When the King and Queen got under their covers to sleep that night the knights came barriling through the door. With a few shakes of Arthur's head he quickly cleared his thoughts and knew exactly what was happening. His questions of their unfaithfullness were right all along. And what about his queen?

Well she was there, sitting up in bed, with the largest smile a girl could muster on her face.

Arthur gave a good fight, tossing and turning, kicking and punching, biting and screaming...but no one came to his rescue. Everyone was there getting him out of the castle which is exactly what they did. With a flourish all king'd knights and all the king's horsemen flung him out of the castle and carted him away to a far off land.

Gwynhwfar hopped out of bed and looked out her chamber window as they took him away. And she did what she had to do.

Laugh.

And laugh and laugh.

Guinevere looked on and the more Gwynhwfar shrill laughs hit her ears, the more scared she got and wanted to go home, wishing this was all over with.

a flutter of wings and a turn of the wind leave something under your doorstep: