53. Joy will not change due to any new life
[The knights who fled from the front line were defeated and arrived in Camelot one after another. ]
[Just like what Morgan said, under the influence of their magic, they recognized your identity without any doubt. ]
[Like the residents in the royal capital, they call you King Lot, but they seem to prefer to call you the Old Knights than this name. ]
[You pieced together an even more surprising truth from the stories of these losers. ]
[That is, after Vortigern defeated King Uther, he did not pursue the victory - this is also the fundamental reason why the knights were able to escape. ]
[He seems to be looking for something more important in Britain. ]
[You know that may be inextricably linked to the decline of the Age of Gods that he mentioned earlier. ]
[But more than this, what you care about now is the positive side of this news for you and Morgan. ]
[After all, it would not be a happy thing to start a war with Vortigern again in this state. ]
[Morgan's views are not much different from yours. ]
[Time passes slowly as the two of you walk on thin ice with worries. ]
"My Lady."
Ian stood on the city wall, looking at the vast expanse of golden color in the distance that extended to the end of his sight.
"It's autumn harvest time again."
"Um."
Morgan nodded, looked at Ian aside, and moved her lips slightly.
"Ian, am I still as attractive to you as before?"
"Certainly."
"Do you still love me now?"
"Definitely"
"Too bad I still don't love you."
"It doesn't matter, My Lady, love is never something that needs to be responded to."
"Then kiss me once, knight, I want to hear if your heart beats as you say."
"It must be so."
The knight kissed the princess on the city wall. Under their feet was the declining land of Britain.
None of them knew how long the lies they had concocted together would last.
But cherishing the beauty in front of you is a unanimous consensus.
[What Morgan said before continues to become reality. ]
[Your child Gawain was born in Camelot. ]
[As Morgan said, Gawain was born with her magic blessing. ]
[You can clearly feel that his talent and growth rate are different from ordinary people. ]
[And this otherworldly performance will be disguised by Morgan with additional magic. ]
[However, under the intentional control of you and Morgan, Gawain's birth did not become a major event that alarmed Camelot - after all, now is not the time for a big feast. ]
[But this does not mean that you have treated Gawain badly. ]
[You have provided him with the best environment for growth. ]
[Morgan taught him the etiquette and knowledge he should have as a royal, and you taught him the swordsmanship and courage he should have as a knight. ]
[There is a specially organized place in the royal court. ]
[You and little Gawain are doing daily exercises here. ]
"Gawain, why did you stop?"
Morgan asked as he looked at little Gawain sitting next to him.
"I don't want to practice anymore."
Little Gawain turned away, looking a little angry.
Morgan is still more interested in Gawain.
"What happened?"
"Gawain, tell me."
"If it was your father's mistake, I will definitely let him correct it."
"Father, he..." Little Gawain turned around, his little face turned red from suppressing it.
"Father, he has been looking at you, mother! He didn't practice with me seriously at all. I don't like this feeling of being perfunctory!"
"..."
The corners of Morgan's mouth moved, looking like she wanted to smile.
But she finally endured it.
"Well...this is indeed too much."
"Don't worry, I'll talk to him now."
"Yeah!" Little Gawain nodded repeatedly.
Morgan walked up to Ian and took his hand - this was the most intimate gesture she could achieve with Ian in front of her children.
"Ian, how could you treat Gawain like this?"
"He is our child. You should have taught him carefully and made him an excellent knight under our command."
"But now you're only looking at me."
"Sorry, I won't do it again."
"I didn't say I wanted you to correct this."
Morgan's fingers gently rubbed Ian's fingers, and his slender index finger and middle finger were slightly parted on his middle finger, simulating the appearance of legs spread apart.
"I just want you to be mindful of the occasion—"
"Better occasions, better experiences."
"For example, when you are in the room, you can look wherever you want."
"That's it, I understand."
"Gawain, come here, your father will not be distracted again."
"Come here!"
[Little Gawain has never slept in the same room as you. ]
[As your descendant, he has his own luxurious room. ]
[Of course, if you really want to trace it back, everything is actually your arrangement. ]
[Because the joy between you and Morgan will never stop with the birth of Gawain. ]
[But this does not mean that you only want to have fun and neglect the management of Camelot. ]
[You rectify the injured soldiers and horses, revise the laws, and promulgate more positive policies. ]
[The yield of the land has decreased, so you will plant better magic seeds in a large area to resist this disaster as much as possible. ]
[Many disputes in the city are resolved by you personally, and you can always be seen listening to opinions on the road. ]
[The people are not fools, they can see the efforts of you and Morgan. ]
[The panic caused by King Uther's defeat was gradually eliminated. ]
[Although you have never been kings, in their hearts, as princes, you and Morgan have long been the uncrowned kings of Camelot. ]
[Gawain also became an excellent knight during this time. ]
[He inherited your horse and sword. ]
"Father, Mother, I'm going on patrol."
"Go." Ian waved, "But you have to remember that you are already an excellent knight and you must always keep your temper under control."
"Yeah, I know."
Gawain replied respectfully.
"I will never disgrace my father and mother."
Watching Gawain go away, Ian's heart was slightly touched.
Morgan on the side held his hand at this time.
"Ian, come with me to a place today."
"Of course, no problem." Ian smiled slightly, "But my lady, where do you want to go, can you tell me in advance?"
"I can make some preparations for you."
"No need to prepare anything."
Morgan looked at the man next to her with gentle eyes.
"It's within the royal court, and we've already been there once."
"My Lady, is it..."
"Ian, you are right."
Morgan showed an elegant smile, covering up her endless ambition.
"I want to see the throne with you again."
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