“I like maths and science the best,” the little boy had declared after his first day of lessons. “No, maybe writing and reading. Or Latin… I like Latin a lot! Sir Geoffrey of Monmouth says if I work very hard, I can learn Greek, too! Can I tell you something in Latin?”
Percival chuckled. “Go ahead.”
“Die dulci fruimini. Do you know what that means?”
Percival’s Latin from his days with Owen was rusty. “I don’t.”
“It means have a nice day! I’ll learn lots of Latin and Greek, too…” …show more content…
Rion was out getting riding lessons, and Geoffrey had always intimidated Percival a little, so Percival asked Fleur to come along with him.
“I’m worried,” whispered Percival as he and Fleur made their way to the library on the lower level. “Do you think Rion’s having a problem learning? He can’t be. He does so much work each night and he knows more Latin than the King.”
“Rion words had and does well. I can’t imagine what Geoffrey has to say. All I’ve noticed is Rion seems a little extra tired this week.”
Percival stopped short and faced Fleur. “He does? I hadn’t noticed. But I’ve been on overnight patrol so my sleep schedule’s somewhat fragmented. I should pay better attention.”
“Percival, no. This is common after all Rion’s been through. He’s probably having bad …show more content…
“My heart needs you. I need you.”
“Oh, Percival.”
“You said you loved me. Is that true?”
“Yes. You know it is.”
“But you won’t marry me?”
“I…” She gazed across the garden and into the distance. “I don’t know.”
“Aha! That’s not a direct ‘no.’ So you’ll let me court you, then? Openly, so everyone knows? I hate hiding, Fleur. If you’re not ready for marriage, at least let’s have this.”
“Yes,” she whispered. “We can have this.”
Percival jumped to his feet, dragged Fleur up with him, and kissed her on the lips, hard. Swept up in the joy of having made this progress with Fleur, he deepened the kiss, parting her delicious lips with his tongue while running his hands up and down her sides and over her hips. He did not care who saw; let everyone see. She let out a soft moan of approval, and Percival had to stop himself from throwing her over his shoulder, carrying her through the castle, and tossing her down on his bed.
“Ahem.”
Both Fleur and Percival jumped, but continued holding one another. There stood Gwaine with a smirk on his face.
“Sorry to interrupt,” said Gwaine, “but riding lessons are over, and I have Rion here…”
Rion leapt out from behind a tree and pointed at Fleur and Percival. “I saw you kiss! Are you getting