Video; Unseelie & Seelie

[of_the_lake]

[Lancelot, standing on the edge of a riverbed, had traveled north after the battle for the Silmaril by himself. Realizing that it would have constituted a sort of abandonment of his post, he decided to let Ganondorf know what he was doing.]

Members of the Unseelie and Seelie courts. I have a warning for you. I, the Knight of the Lake, have been recruited to aid the Dryads of La Llorona in the defense of Fairy-held safe havens throughout the realm. As such, I will eliminate any enemy to them I come across. If you have information on those who threaten such realms, send messages to me. I will end such offenders.

That is all.

[Lancelot added a second message to Ganondorf, specifically.]

[PRIVATE/TEXT/TO: GANONDORF]

My lord. My true upbringing stems from the support of the fey. In this, I'm indebted to them to protect their lands and their well-being.

In this, I will be working to restore one of their Glens, so it may flourish in the wake of battles that had sundered it. Despite this, I will always be available for your sake. Please, do not hesitate to call upon my aid if necessary. My response will be ever swift.

Comments

[digophelia]

I think everyone knows who participated in that battle feels the same in that he didn't deserve to die like that. But I am not about to talk about my feelings, I don't need the concern.

[of_the_lake]

[He wasn't going to pry, really. Even if she said 'yes', Lancelot would suggest talking to somebody who actually had feelings--]

I would not presume to understand, honestly.

[digophelia]

[ oh, damn it. Alice drops her head into her hands, heaving a shaky breath. She's too tired to argue over this and this is stupid. She hates it. It is a weird way to grieve and it is no weirder than refusing to speak for years. She's not about to cry, of course not. ]

It doesn't bring him back, so it doesn't matter!

[of_the_lake]

No, it doesn't. [As such, he was incapable of offering her comfort--even if she were to break stride and ever take it. Even Lancelot knew Alice would fight him to no end over that matter.]

I cannot grieve a man who thanked me and gave me a look of the utmost of pride when I complimented his strength and will to protect his beliefs.

I would insult his death if I were to grieve him after that.

[digophelia]

[ Not her, her compassion may run too deep. The despair in his brother's voice -- she knows that all too well. The grief is all too real that it feels too familiar. ]

So he was a stranger to you, there is no shame in the way you feel.

[ Alice says this tersely, crushing her hands into her face. Her hair. She's pulling her hair. ]

I'd much rather not talk about grief. I rather not lose my temper with you.

[of_the_lake]

...Very well.

[He knew better, but he said it anyway.]

Then, I will leave you. I apologize, Alice.

[He turned off his end of the feed--knowing just as much that it could get worse.]