#yeah he was definitely gonna sell out arthur and camelot to lucius including literally selling arthur to him

[ofglories]

BLINDSIDED + lancethur!

|| Glimpses of the Past prompts ; accepting! send BLINDSIDED for a scene from my muse's past in which they were betrayed or shocked by what someone did

It had been his mistake for trusting the man, to begin with.

Accolon had seemed like a good ally to have. He was cousins with the Lady Guinevere, she had even vouched for his character with a smile and Arthur trusted her judgement. She was, after all, a good friend to him and his husband, having argued ferociously on his behalf with the various lords who had expressed discontent with a "farm boy" who was married to another man becoming king. And, for a while, things had gone as she insisted they would. For all intents and purposes Accolon had been an excellent knight, obedient and calm and always ready to offer a hand to anyone who needed it.

Such a good act.

Even Guinevere had been fooled by the mask her cousin wore so well.

The day had been clear and warm, a gentle and steady breeze blowing ceaselessly. A perfect sort of day to do some hunting, the exactly what Arthur and a select few of his knights were currently doing. A small herd of wild boar had been causing troubles for a nearby village and, with the dangers such creatures could bring...

Well, knights were a better choice than some farmers with spears and bows.

It should have been a simple hunt. These were ordinary boars, things were fairly peaceful in this part of the kingdom, and so what was there to fear?

The blow to the back of his head while investigating a suspect spot Accolon led him to was entirely unexpected. But the greatest betrayal was once he opened his eyes again, groaning in pain as he blinked the spots from his vision. A weight stretched across his chest, his shoulders burning. Chains stretched across his body, pinning him to a cold stone wall. Arthur hissed softly, turning his head to meet the calmly amused gaze of...

"Accolon? What's going on?" the king questioned, eyes narrowing as a pit opened in his stomach. One that only grew larger at the sight of the smile growing across the man's face.

"Don't worry, Arthur, nothing terrible will happen to you." A ring was being spun around in the knight's hands, glinting with the light of magic. "This is what's best for the land, you see. I'll replace you, and in a few days you'll be found by... Hm. Well, let's leave who your new lord will be a surprise, hm?"

It sent a chill down his spine. Arthur scowled, straining against the chains.

"Bedivere and Kay will never-!"

"Oh, don't worry about them. They won't suffer any harm either, little farm boy." Laughing softly, Accolon stood and gently patted Arthur's cheek with a condescending grin. "Maybe if you behave, I'll send your husband your way in good time. Your new lord will doubtless be pleased with two prizes. But, for now, I must leave." With a bow the traitor turned and walked away towards the door across the room, slipping the ring onto his finger as he did so.

And, with a horrified inhale, Arthur watched as the man's figure shifted, becoming his own in the pale light given off by the opened doorway. Then the door was slammed shut, an echoing click signifying his imprisonment in full.

To think, he'd trusted that bastard...