lanselos_du_lac

Ah. Yes. Of course. Susan had settled that knowledge deep in the recesses of her mind, sometime after her second disastrous conversation with Sagramore, and committed to knowing Lancelot as the man she met here instead of someone spoken of in Tennyson and Edmund's stories. Ought she offer to tell Lancelot of the fate the stories spoke of? Ought she dredge that back up? Lancelot knows she's familiar with the story from before she set it aside, so it shouldn't shock him if she offers...

But more pressing, of course, must be the fates of his first loves. She steels herself, takes another sip of her own drink, and then takes his hand again. "How dreadful."