Artie let Sir Percy lead her through the hallways of the castle. He was holding onto her hand with a death grip, as if he was worried she was going to say no to this after she'd already said yes.
She couldn't blame the man. She was regretting this the longer it took to get to their destination. The three knights following behind her didn't help. It felt like she had a looming force behind her as the trio watched Sir Percy drag her through the halls.
They also picked up knights as they moved further through the castle as well. They picked up Sir Gawain, Sir Bedivere, and Sir Gareth. Artie assumed that Sir Tristan would be wherever Sir Percy had set up this event.
Artie shook her head as the guards and servants greeted them as they zipped by. It was nice to know that even if the knights spoke poorly of Sir Percy, it wasn't because he was a bad person. They just found him a nuisance to deal with on the battlefield.
If I'm honest, I'm having a very hard time writing this story right now. It's the only one that's not flowing naturally in my mind because I already know what the ending is, but this middle part needs to be extended.
I will probably take a break on this story once the month is over, just to give myself a break.
Thank you for your understanding. :)