Characters/Pairings: Arthur/Gwen
Rating/Warnings: K
Universe: Canon
Word Count: 285
Prompt: An Interesting Use for a Scarf
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the show. In some of the legends, Arthur is given a son named Amr; I borrowed him for a little bit.
"Guinevere?"
Arthur poked his head into their bedroom and spotted his wife sitting by the window. "Guinevere, what are you doing here? I've been looking all over for you."
Gwen didn't look up from whatever she was doing in her lap. "Amr wanted a banner to carry around while he's pretending to campaign."
"So? I'll have one of the guards give him an old one."
That made her look round at him in exasperation. "Arthur, he's five. There's no way that he would be able to carry that, it's too big and the pole would be too heavy. Besides, banners are retired with honor; they shouldn't be a child's plaything. I promised him that I would make him one instead."
Arthur stood behind her, looking down over her shoulder to see the outline of a gold dragon stitched into a square of red cloth — familiar-looking red cloth, in fact. He looked closer.
"Is that one of Merlin's—?"
"Yes. Amr was upset when I told him that he couldn't have one of the banners that had been carried in battle... he must've gone to Merlin, because he came to me a few hours later with this. He seemed pleased about it. Merlin told him that this had seen far more combat than any banner found in Camelot."
"Well, he's right about that," Arthur murmured. "Dragons, gargoyles, bandits, witches, armies... Merlin should tell Amr all those stories. Maybe it'll keep him out from underfoot for an afternoon." He stared down at the familiar red square. "It's fitting, in a way. Now Merlin will be there for all of Amr's adventures, too." He leaned down and kissed the top of his wife's head. "Amr will love it."