Arthurian Legends

feanoriel:

My edit: My OTPs in the Arthurian Legends [1/?]: Sir Mordred & Sir Galahad – The Knight of the Sangrail & the Traitor of Camelot

“You fool. You are going to kill yourself.”

“I would be happy to die in such a quest.”

“Do not go.” Galahad wondered if he really heard those words or if he had only played the whisper in the way he more hoped.

“My mother is a witch. She sees things-,” said Mordred.

“Your mother is dead,” interrupted Galahad. “Dead, yes. You will die too, I know. Or never return to Camelot.”

“I will return with the Grail.”

“You’re a liar, a bastard and an idiot. God, how I hate Camelot. Am I the one going mad or are all of you the ones who are mad? No matter, I hate you all the same.”
It was not right, thought Galahad, when he saw flames of insanity in Mordred’s eyes; it was not fair for the always secure Mordred to speak in this way. So Galahad hugged him.

He hugged Mordred, so that his words and his injuries were suffocated in his own neck. He hugged him, hearing him, sensing him shivering. I m only doing this to not listen to his blasphemies, thought Galahad, holding Mordred and closing his eyes. — quote from the marvellous “Still thy name is spoken”, a fanfic by @lucrezianoin  ❤

(Teorically Yesterday it was Mordred’s birthday, so I came too late, but still …)

(The first Victorian picture belongs to Arthur Hughes, but I can’t find the illustrator of Mordred’s picture .-. If someone is able to find the author, please report to me, thanks!)