( POV : you are Aamon paxley ) Lancelot's eyes widened as you told him the news. You have to go back Castle Aberleen. Lancelot seemed to take in the information quite hard, since he warmed up to you after a while.

"Y-You.. Have to go, then?..."

Lancelot questioned, looking back up to you with tears in his eyes. Lancelot's hands tightened into fists when you nodded, and he attempted to blink them back. Lancelot wished you could've stayed, for just a little while longer.

"I... I see..."