Endings (King Arthurs and Her Knights Book 7) by K. M. Shea

Author:K. M. Shea [Shea, K. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-03-23T06:00:00+00:00

Lancelot’s horse tossed its head, jingling its bridle when he angrily snapped the reins. The horse snorted and pranced a few steps, then calmed as they continue down the forest path.

Lancelot, however, was not so easily pacified.

How dare she!

Lancelot knew Britt held him in distain, but he suspected it was because she disapproved of his popularity with the females. When he pressured her to admit it, he never imagined the wrath she would pour out on him.

“I am not dishonorable!” Lancelot ground his teeth together. “She’s just self-righteous and overly emotional. I do countless good for Camelot, for her!”

He ducked a branch that boasted buds in the first sign of spring foliage. He was so furious, he rode without thinking. He didn’t care where he was going, nor did he care what happened to King Arthur and the party of spies.

“She wants all of her knights to act out of goodness and kindness only? What an unrealistic, daydreaming fool she is.”

He knew from the anger burning in his gut that he was mad not because she insulted him, but because she was right…and she was one of the few people he actually wanted to befriend. Instead, she had thrown his faults in his face, all too clearly able to see through his smiles and falsified good cheer. She had completely and utterly rejected him, and that was even more intolerable than being ignored.

Rage boiled in Lancelot’s veins. “She doesn’t think I’m good enough, does she? Fine. It is time I show her exactly what I’m capable of. But how should I tackle that self-righteousness of hers?”

Angry as he was, Lancelot still knew she was a good ruler. Her presence had brought more peace to Britain in the last few years than it had experienced in decades. He had no desire to see that change, for he enjoyed his recreational life as a knight. Even he wouldn’t risk peace and prosperity for a bit of revenge. Camelot would have to be left alone. But after the insults she had laid on him? Britt Arthurs—the woman, not the king—needed to be brought to her knees.

But how…

Lancelot absentmindedly turned his gelding down a fork in the road. He paused, then turned around in the saddle to glance back at the fork, cursing colorfully when he realized he had automatically begun the journey back to Camelot—the dedicated territory of the person he most wanted to hurt at the moment.

But where else could he go? Camelot, for better or worse, was his home. He enjoyed his reputation, the adoration, and the respect. He wouldn’t leave it just because of her.

Which brought him back to the topic of revenge. How could he teach her the lesson she so badly needed?

“I say, Sir Lancelot! Fancy meeting you here!” Lady Vivien, riding a dainty chestnut mare, simpered as she approached Lancelot from the opposite direction.

Lancelot cleared his stormy expression, easily sliding on a brilliant smile. “Lady Vivien! You are as beautiful as ever. But why are you so

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