Camelot, King Arthur, Guinevere and Lancelot Set Free: Vampire Romance Merlin and the Sword Excalibur: Classic Literature Revamped, #1

By C. Free man, Chrétien de Troyes and Britney Grimm Shakespeare

The legendary story of King Arthur is now being told as a vampire romance.  The ancient tale of Camelot has been revamped.  King Arthur and Lancelot are free to love Queen Guinevere in a vampire love triangle. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Free-lance Es sex
• Release date: Jan 14, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215399491

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Camelot, King Arthur, Guinevere and Lancelot Set Free: Vampire Romance Merlin and the Sword Excalibur (Classic Literature Revamped Book 1)

By C. Free man, Britney Grimm Shakespeare, Chrétien de Troyes

TABLE OF CONTENTS

#The Templar Knight Initiation Rites

#The Maiden in the Tent

#The Vampire King Arthur Seeks the Grail

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Introduction:

The legendary story of King Arthur is now being told as a vampire romance.  The ancient tale of Camelot has been revamped.  King Arthur and Lancelot are free to love Queen Guinevere in a vampire love triangle. 

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The Templar Knight Initiation Rites

The knight had fallen and had ended its dark battle. As the dawn donned a bright armor of light across the sky, the horizon was studded with morning rays. Legend proclaims that King Arthur set out on a quest for the sacred sword Excalibur and the Holy Grail. These were the great Knights of the Round Table in the land of Camelot.

This was an age of chivalry, treachery, love, war and betrayal. The day had dawned at Camelot and King Arthur turned to gaze upon the fair countenance of Queen Guinevere. Soon she turned to face the king of ancient Britannia as a smile slithered across her lips like the kiss from an asp. The serpentine sunlight hisses across the once dark room until the bedchamber was penetrated with light and the sighs of whisperers.

Arthur reached for Guinevere and the cold darkness was soon void from the royal bed as the heat of their bodies made the room hot with steam and perspiration. Guinevere caressed Arthur's long muscular limbs with the moist hot palms of her hands searching for the male member that would awaken the king to the harbinger of morning.

Arthur moaned letting out a slow mellow sigh of appreciation as his wife wanted to woo his wayward mind into submission. Arthur turned his naked neck toward Guinevere and she bit his flesh sinking her wet white fangs into his throat sucking his blood as she did each faithful morning.

Today I will handle the affairs of my royal court Guinevere.

Ah, yes my sweet king Arthur you shall rule with fairness, and honesty. The crown is called by the cross to do battle with the forces of evil. Arthur you will meet with your knights of the round table in the inner hall.

Arthur and his young son sat in the morning light together. His son was but sixteen now and ready to embark on his own adventures with his father King Arthur by his side. They talked about life, love, and the days to come between a father and son.

"What will you do to restore trust and competence in your abilities, son? No, don't answer that I already know. What will you do to gain confidence again, among men? No, don't answer that, don't say a word I already surmise.

You have a chance son, you rule the court of Camelot like no one else on this planet. The stars have

aligned."

Father, I think that this woman you call a wife has weakened your keen insight and ability. The first thing you must always know, when you wake up in the morning, what puts the strength in your bones and what raises you up is God, not your wife. What you must know, have always known and what you must never forget is that God is no woman.

"Son. I know how I have lived and I know what I have done. And I know this you must never take complete pleasure in a woman's flesh. When a woman conquers a man completely (he is weakened by her) and he loses his ability to rule over all men!

You don't want to rule women, you want to rule men, their hearts their minds, their manhood in their loins. If you are to rule you must do it without ever giving your heart to a woman, completely.

You have had a son, and he has diminished your powers greatly. I had a son, you, and you diminished my powers greatly. Now, son, you are ruined, just ruined with the love of a woman and a child! You must fill him with your powers immediately and keep Marcus, near to you my son, he is your son and your power will live on in him.

No, you must sit at the harp with me my son and play the music of the rulers the chords of conquerors. You will sit at the harp and do what we were born to do, and that is to rule, every soul, heart, spirit, body and mind on this earth!

You will sit at the harp with me or I will make you sorely regretful! Get up you're to go to that harp and do as you are told. If you do not obey I swear to God I will force you to do my will and you will be bloodied, I will have my way vehemently!

Sit at that harp and let me fill you with my spirit. If you do not you will be nothing! His lower jaw quivered and his eyes bulged with anger as he spoke in a raspy smoky voice that trembled with rage. Then I will be nothing then father!

Arthur's young son August stood up abruptly and marched out of the room. Arthur almost had the urge to follow behind him but Queen Guinevere halted Arthur's chastising advance. The meeting with the other members of Camelot and the Knights of the Round Table would begin soon, even with the absence of Arthur's sixteen-year-old son.

King Arthur was adorned in scarlet crimson red but his attire was simply made and rugged. His cape flowed to the floor and puddle like blood on a battlefield. Arthur was a tall slender man with broad shoulders and strong chest that seemed as though they could bear the weight of a boulder like Atlas or mightier than a mountain that he vowed could be moved into the sea with his faith. Arthur stood stern and stalwart and would not be moved!

Let the meeting of the knights of the Round Table begin. Speak Merlin!

Merlin was a man of meager stature. His height was diminished greatly when he stood beside Arthur but his power and influence upon the king and the kingdom was great. Merlin was to knowledge and charm as August was to inexperience and clumsiness.

August sat beside his father now adorned in crimson and bright blue with his cape pooling on the floor like puddles of rainwater. August was a tall slender young boy with a sparse growth of a beard upon his tender cheeks.

His large oval eyes gazed out into the void with wonder as if he was pondering something. His sinewy muscles were as strong and agile as a young lion hunting his prey. His broad muscular shoulders could carry the weight of the world; soon the kingdom will be his. Now Arthur spoke with great authority.

I have called this meeting of the Knights of the Roundtable to talk about a great task, a quest, the search for the Holy Grail. Lancelot!

Ah, the Grail the sacred cup that was used by Christ at the Lord's final supper.

Arthur, it is only the opinion of a woman, your wife Guinevere, but I fear that a quest for the Grail would be far too dangerous and time consuming!

Silence, Guinevere, if such a sacred object, that heals all sickness, is not worth a perilous death defying journey then for what will we strive for?

We should strive for peace and a fruitful harvest.

No, my men and myself will strive for eternal life and glory!

Lancelot stood up abruptly and unsheathed his long sword. The other knights immediately rose to the occasion. They also unsheathed their swords and pointed them toward the center of the great round table. They all adjourned and prepared to go off into the distant land. First there would be a journey to the mountains far away to find the great sword Excalibur.

As the knights left the roundtable Lancelot separated himself from the other men. There was a garden nestled in a grove of weeping willow trees. The sun was painting the horizon with amber and crimson, the dark colors of love and hate, blood and the red of a rose.

Lancelot crept into the garden carrying one red rose. He watched the sun slip into the fall of the night. Suddenly, a long slender silhouette emerged from behind one of the weeping willows. It was Guinevere doubtless and undaunted dancing daintily toward destiny.

Lancelot, we have found time to be together, I will cherish every moment of our embrace! Guinevere, there is not much time left, soon we will go out into the wilderness and begin the quest for the Grail.

I don't want you to go! Isn't there some way to stop Arthur from pursuing all of his glory and victory.

I doubt it Guinevere, I doubt that Arthur's unrelenting valor will ever yield! Not even for love?

No, my sweet Guinevere, not even for the love of the most beautiful woman in Camelot, not even for your tender touch, Guinevere.

They embraced and the two long black silhouettes were cast across the vast garden. Suddenly, Arthur leapt from the recesses of the grove of trees. Arthur drew his sword and began to thrust forward again and again. Lancelot drew his sword swiftly and the sound of their swords clashing echoed in the air. "You will not steal the heart of my Guinevere, for you will be pierced with this steel, to the heart.

Instead of Cupid the angel of death will make a fine art of tearing you apart, Lancelot!"

She gave her heart to me willingly Arthur. Soon will be the day of your death de morte de Arthur and that will be the true tale told of your life!

I will see you in your grave you scoundrel, you have committed a dastardly offense against the King and the Knights of Camelot's Roundtable!

No, Arthur! Do not take Lancelot's life! I will throw myself from the high cliffs and run upon the sword if you dare take his life!

I am the king of all Camelot and I will do as I please, Guinerve!

Suddenly, Arthur leapt forward like a lion hunting its prey and sunk his fangs into Lancelot's throat gulping the blood of his veins like a thirsty fiend. This was the tale of how King Arthur pulled the sword from the stone and was bequeathed the sword Excalibur and the honorable position of King of all Camelot.

Soon Arthur would set out on his great and heroic odyssey to obtain the Holy Grail. This was the perilous and glorified journey into the unknown lands far beyond. King Arthur and Guinevere had a magnificent tale to tell, the story of how they were married and how they came to rule Camelot with both love and fear.

There was the tale of how the beauteous Queen Guinevere did give herself to Sir Lancelot the blood drinker one of the mightiest Knights of the Round Table. The night fell upon the realm of Camelot