{"id":18495,"date":"2013-12-20T03:04:21","date_gmt":"2013-12-20T03:04:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/12\/20\/sirpercivalofcamelot-iamthefirechild-she-let\/"},"modified":"2013-12-20T03:04:21","modified_gmt":"2013-12-20T03:04:21","slug":"sirpercivalofcamelot-iamthefirechild-she-let","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/12\/20\/sirpercivalofcamelot-iamthefirechild-she-let\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/sirpercivalofcamelot.tumblr.com\/post\/70547799170\/iamthefirechild-she-let-him-lead-her-down-from\">sirpercivalofcamelot<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/70546094084\/sirpercivalofcamelot-iamthefirechild\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>She let him lead her down from the tower; let him help her gather up her few things: some books, some dresses, her small physician\u2019s gear. Her voice shook still when she asked, \u201cWhat will the King think? I can\u2019t just \u2014 \u201d She faltered to a stop, staring down at the cloak in her hands, and the tears rose up again, closing her throat.\u00a0<em>I don\u2019t belong here. This isn\u2019t \u2014 my family \u2014 no one cares. No one will care.\u00a0<\/em>She sat down, hands fisting around the fabric, despair rising up again.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>&#8220;Arthur? He\u2019ll understand.&#8221; He tried to draw a laugh. &#8220;Merlin will make him, no? But if you\u2019re uncomfortable with it we won\u2019t.&#8221; He lowered his eyebrows in sincerity and concern. &#8220;Just know the option is open to you, along with any other support you feel would help.&#8221; He saw her tears begin to fall, so put an arm around her shoulder and buried his face in the crook of her neck as they walked. &#8220;Please, just, tell me what you need. I\u2019ll get it for you.&#8221;<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8217;m not,&#8221; she sighed, &#8220;uncomfortable. With moving. Only &#8212; I won&#8217;t be welcome. I won&#8217;t. I can&#8217;t &#8212; how do I even say this? I&#8217;ve no part in the Court, Percival, you know that. I&#8217;m not one of the Queen&#8217;s ladies, I&#8217;m not use to the King, I&#8217;m &#8212; I can&#8217;t be a knight &#8212; I&#8217;m nothing but a foreign noble&#8217;s daughter, floating about the edges of Camelot.&#8221; She crumpled the cloak harder, embroidery digging into her hands.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Percival, you can&#8217;t &#8212; there&#8217;s nothing. I&#8217;m broken, I was born broken. Unwanted, unlovable, undesirable. Unneeded.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>sirpercivalofcamelot: iamthefirechild: She let him lead her down from the tower; let him help her gather up her few things: some books, some dresses, her small physician\u2019s gear. Her voice shook still when she asked, \u201cWhat will the King think? I can\u2019t just \u2014 \u201d She faltered to a stop, staring down at the cloak &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/12\/20\/sirpercivalofcamelot-iamthefirechild-she-let\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\"><\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,644,1385,2024,104],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18495"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=18495"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18495\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18495"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18495"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18495"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}