Stolen Kisses Require an Accomplice (Gawain)

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The game was up, he had been found out, time to come clean and maybe see if he could still get a prize out of it all.

“I was just going along with what you said Miss Charlotte,” he said, smirking, “You called me Herman, and I would hate to disappoint such a charming and beautiful young lady. If that makes me a scoundrel then so be it, but I will not stop doing anything for gorgeous women like yourself.”

Gawain leaned against the stall and folded his arms saying, “Besides, she wasn’t too interested until she found out that Herman was a Prince. Too bad that part wasn’t true either. He’s not. I don‘t know about you Lance but that sounds a bit like a….well a money grabbing gold digger don‘t you? But of course Miss Charlotte is nothing like that, why she‘s faaaar too nice for that sort of thing. She would be just as happy with a man who wasn‘t a prince, right?”

He hoped the Lance would twig to what was going on, the man wasn’t an idiot and it hadn’t been the first time that he had got his wingman in on the plan without needing to communicate. The two of them just had this psychic link he couldn’t quite explain. He just hoped that this time, Lance was reading the right signals.

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Lottie expected her Knight in Shining Armour to defend her, to offer to take care of this ruffian or get her someplace far away from him, so when he changed his tune and started defending Herm-... Gawain, Lottie just couldn’t believe her l’il ol’ ears.

“You’re defending him now?” she demanded incredulously. What was wrong with these men? Just because they were handsome they thought they could gang up on some pretty little lady and try to make it sound like she was the one in the wrong instead of the one being wronged. This newcomer was almost as bad as Gawain just for taking his side, only not even close because her false prince had the gall to compliment her in one breath and then turn around and insult her in the worst way possible with the next.

A gold digger? A gold digger?

“A GOLD DIGGER?! Lottie screached, her face going red and twisting up in pure rage. “How dare you! I’ll have you know my daddy’s one’a tha richest men in N’awlins and he gives me anything I want! I don’t need your money,” she poked Gawain hard in the chest, “or your money,” she pointed just as hard in the air at her disappointment of a saviour, “or any prince’s money for that matter!”

No, what she wanted was what every little girl wanted: to be a princess. She had just never grown out of that dream like most girls did.

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whatever angle Gawain was trying to play here, it didn't really seem to be working... unless completely infuriating her was his goal, of course, because he'd definitely managed that.
Sometimes he just knew what Gawain was trying to do, but it usually didn't take much agreement from him to get the girls melting into a pile of butter, and Lottie didn't really seem inclined to do that. When his plans went a slightly less obvious way, Lance didn't always manage as well, because he just didn't understand girls.

"But it still has to be a prince?" Lance raised an eyebrow, she had definitely said 'any prince's money', not 'any man's', she had specified prince. He was at least picking up from Gawain that he wasn't supposed to mention that the scot actually was a prince, although he didn't know why, it seemed that would probably get him in there, "so a broke prince, that's ok?"

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Where had it all gone wrong?!

Oh, possibly when Lance had come over and outted him, stupid Lance, he would pay for that later. Only not really because Lance was his best friend in the whole wide world and actually Gawain would have probably have forgotten this entire situation by the time the two of them had made it to the pub. So really, Lance had nothing to be worried about.

He did make a valid point however, thought Gawain as he rubbed the part of his chest that Lottie had poke in her little rant. For such a tiny woman she could poke really hard. The valid point, was, that it was any Prince…hmm…well if he wasn’t getting laid he may as well have a little fun, and she was actually kind of cute when she was getting all angry and bothered.

“Well look no further Lady Lottie of N’awlins,” said Gawain with a smirk, and gesturing towards Lancelot, “meet the Pauper Prince, my Lord Lancelot. He’s no money, no country, but he has got that all important title that you so desperately want to marry in too.”

Well if he wasn't getting laid, he might as well help his friend too.

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For a moment, Lottie just stood gaping at the two men. A broke prince? Why it was positively unheard of! All princes had castles and gold and all the finest finery anyone could imagine! They only time they were penniless was when they were pretending to be paupers just to get a taste of common life. A broke prince? Ha!

Closing her mouth, her eyes narrowed slowly at them. She was far from the sharpest bulb in the... bag? Whatever the saying was, while she wasn’t the smartest she could tell when she was being insulted and played for the fool. Handsome as these men were, that she would not accept.

“You think a title is all that’s important ta me?” Lottie replied, sounding downright dangerous. “What about chivalry? Bravery? Decency?” She raised both perfectly manicured eyebrows. “I didn’t want you when I thought ya wouldn’t fight for me, so why would I want him when he’d defend you after tha way you manhandled me?”

It wasn’t a question, it was a point, and she crossed her arms and gave them both a challenging look as she made it.

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Lancelot was completely on his best friend's side, of course he was, even if Gawain seemed to be dropping him in it by pointing out he was a prince (although perhaps his dear friend thought he was doing Lance a favour, he usually did when he pushed girls towards him like that. Lance was terrible with girls), and ordinarily he would agree completely and totally with everything Gawain was saying...

Until she insinuated he was not brave or decent or, worst of all, chivalrous. Then he didn't even think about what Gawain had been saying and leapt, instead, to his own defense. He was a knight! ... He was going to be a knight!

"I will defend Gawain because I am a loyal friend, and I trust his nobility," it was a wonder he could get the words out with a straight face, but he managed it "even against the word of a lady, I would defend him to... to the ends of the earth, to the death in fact, he is like a brother to me!"
Maybe he was laying it on a bit thick, but Lance had a tendency to come over all flowery when his honour was questioned.