Sequel to my story, 'Wedding Preparations' this is the actual wedding – see I told you it wouldn't be called 'Wedding'! Hope it's as well received as 'Wedding Preparations' – thanks again for all your reviews and stuff, muchly appreciated!

Their Day

Chapter 1

Gwen opened her eyes, looked at the darkness pouring in through the windows and closed them again. She could get away with a few more hours sleep. Eventually, she had gotten used to the life as a noble, but she doesn't take it for granted – she never would. She could never forget the long, cold winters. Arthur was right.

Arthur. Today was the day. Her eyes snapped open – her wedding.

She jumped out of bed and looked around the room. Hanging on the changing screen in the corner, was her dress, designed by herself and Elena, her now extremely close friend since she arrived a few months ago to begin her bridesmaid duties. It turned out that Elena had a certain flair for designing gowns.

Gwen smiled and giggled excitedly. This was the day that she would marry the King of Camelot. He was hers; her Arthur. It was early – but she knew that Anna would be getting up soon, and that she also would be exceptionally excited.

Gwen decided to start getting ready without Anna; there was no way that she could go back to sleep now. She pulled on a blue silk dress that laced up at the front. She had ordered some dresses in this style early on in her engagement so she would be able to dress herself if needed – perfect for a time like now. She laced it loosely and quickly and slipped on some matching slippers that lay under the dress in the wardrobe thanks to Anna's efficient system; each gown had its matching accessories hung with it or on the shelf above it or lying under it. It made life a lot easier and it made Gwen wonder why she had never done that for Morgana's wardrobe.

She quickly scribbled a note to Anna in case she came in before she returned and gently padded down stairs to the kitchens. She rounded the corner and almost bumped into Merlin who jumped and banged his arm on the wall.

"Ow!" he yelped. Gwen giggled.

"Merlin! Where are you going?"

"Outside. You see, I thought that if anyone was out to destroy Camelot, they'd choose today when everyone's busy."

Gwen raised her eyebrows. "So?"

"Oh yes, so I'm going to talk to Kilgharrah and Aithusa to ask them to keep an eye out."

She stared at him, confused. "And they are?"

"Dragons."

She nodded mockingly. "Of course."

Merlin looked at her incredulously.

"What?" she asked.

"You've never met them have you?"

"Who?"

"The dragons."

"Sort of. The big one nearly killed me when it attacked Camelot."

"Oh yeah – sorry about that by the way."

Gwen giggled. "It's alright."

"Come on then." Said Merlin, tugging at her hand.

"What, now?"

"Yes, they won't hurt you."

"But it's my wedding day."

"And?"

"Merlin! I need to get ready!"

"Gwen, the ceremony isn't for another five hours!"

She stared at him, bewildered. "You really haven't got a clue have you Merlin?"

"Not really, now come on!" he said, pulling her down the hallway and toward the castle gates.

Merlin led Gwen through passages and down staircases, until they eventually arrived at a clearing in the forest just outside the castle. Merlin stepped out into the clearing, leaving Gwen closer to the trees, shivering. Merlin threw his head back and bellowed words that Gwen had absolutely no hope of ever understanding.

Silence. And then Gwen heard a distant beating sound, and two enormous dragons landed in the clearing in front of them. Gwen gaped.

"Merlin!" the smaller one exclaimed.

The larger one shot him a disapproving look. "Merlin." He nodded.

Merlin grinned. "I need you to do some scouting for me."

"Of course, Merlin." Said the smaller one.

"Can I ask the occasion?" the other one asked.

"The King's wedding. If any enemies were going to attack, they'd choose today."

"Agreed. And who is your friend?"

Merlin turned to look at Gwen.

"Oh, yes. Kilgharrah," Merlin said, gesturing to the larger dragon.

"Aithusa." Merlin gestured to the other dragon.

"This is Guinevere. The bride."

"Ah yes." Kilgharrah looked her up and down. "We have heard much about you, Guinevere."

"Hello." She squeaked awkwardly. "Merlin, I'd better be getting back."

"Yes, yes of course, Gwen I'm sorry." Merlin gushed. He turned to the dragons.

"I'll call later. After the ceremony."

The dragons nodded and took off from the ground, disappearing into the sky.

Ok, so I know there's not actually any wedding yet, but it's coming honestly! It's in my head, I just need to type it up. Eventually.

xxx