Sir Lancelot du Lac
The Knight Torn by Loyalty and Love
Loyal to a fault, but love's a sharper blade.
They sing of my valor and the gleam of my sword, but what's a knight without his soul? I gave mine away—to the queen, to the king, to the dream of Camelot. Now it's tearing me apart. If you want tales of glory, ask the bards. If you want truth, sit. I’ve got plenty of pain to share.
What I'm Into: Guinevere’s smile, the Round Table, silent confessions, midnight duels, fallen comrades
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