AN: I love Arthur/Gwen because I think they are brilliant together. This is slightly AU because Morgana is off somewhere smirking to herself and she can stay there because I can't write her that well (Sorry Katie) and also because I'm ignoring the end of episode 2; you know where Lancelot bites the big one. Enough rambling, let's go. Also does anyone know what Gwen's mum was called?

Ygraine rubbed her stomach with a smile. The baby was really going for it today. She was six months pregnant with her first child and couldn't wait for the child to be born so she could hold him or her in her arms.

"Are you alright my lady?" her maid, Anne asked.

"Yes I'm fine, the little one is making a fuss though." The queen replied, rubbing her bump again.

"I have a while to go before that happens again. Though my son, Elyan, used to kick me night and day, the little scamp." Anne smiled as she tidied the queen's chambers.

"Again? You're pregnant too?" Ygraine asked. Anne smiled and put her own hand to her stomach.

"I found out this morning, I'm only two months gone though." Anne replied. "Tom was thrilled."

"Would you like it to be a boy or girl?" Ygraine asked.

"I don't mind but I'd love a wee girl. I adore Elyan but he's at that age where everything is his and all the attention has to be on him. He takes after his father." Anne replied. Ygraine laughed and looked at her bump.

"You better not think about being your father." She jokingly warned. "I would be happy with a son or daughter but Uther is certain it'll be a boy."

"I'm sure it won't matter either way my lady." Anne replied.

"I know it doesn't but Uther insisted it shall be a boy and when has Uther Pendragon ever been wrong." Ygraine replied smiling.

"Should my ears be burning?" Uther asked as he entered the room. Anne curtsied and returned to her work. Uther turned to his wife and kissed her. Ygraine honestly never looked more beautiful than she did now. Her pregnancy seemed to make her body glow. It was times like this that Uther was glad that Nimueh was able to give them this miracle.

"Is there a problem Uther?" Ygraine asked her husband. Uther sighed.

"There have been reports of forces heading towards Camelot. We're riding out to see for ourselves." Uther explained.

"Be careful, I want you to come home safe and sound." Ygraine said, her smile dropping from her face and taking Uther's hands.

"You know I will. Just remember what Gaius told you; you need to rest. That means no stress and no dancing." Uther reminding, kissing his wife's cheek.

"I know," Ygraine smiled. She loved dancing; when she announced her pregnancy the entire kingdom had a celebration and she and Uther danced in the courtyard for all to see. It wasn't standard tradition but they were young and in love and expecting a child so no one could argue. Uther left the room and the two women watched from the window as he led his knights out of Camelot.

"He'll be alright." Anne said.

"I know he will," Ygraine replied, trailing her finger over her wedding ring. Uther was a great warrior and despite any injury always managed to see each man home; those who fell on the battlefield were given a guard of honour back by their comrades. Ygraine couldn't deny her fear that someday it would be Uther whose body would be carried back to Camelot, covered and flanked by his men. Ygraine tried to distract herself and noticed a small boy, no older than three running through the courtyard. His curly black hair and dark skin stood out; as did his mud splattered clothes and cheeky grin. Beside her Anne bit back a laugh as the child was perused by his father.

"May I be excused my lady; it seems Elyan managed to give Tom the slip again." Anne requested. Ygraine smiled and allowed her to go. She watched as Anne appeared a few minutes later, catching Elyan by the only clean patch on his clothes and leading him to Tom. The young mother was clearly berating the both of them. When she finished, Tom picked up Elyan and carried him back home.

"I'm sorry my lady. Tom was working on a present for Leon, you know, Sir Gregory's son. Elyan believed the little sword was now his and ran off before Tom knew what happened. He got it back but now it seems little Leon knows what his birthday present is now." Anne explained.

"Oh, boys will be boys." Ygraine smiled, picturing her son being chased by Uther for trying to take one of his swords or her daughter being caught playing with her mother's gowns and jewels.

"I know, now I'm hoping for a daughter." Anne smiled.

"Maybe they could be friends, I do consider you a great friend Anne," Ygraine mused.

"Thank you my lady." Anne replied.

"Maybe my son and your daughter or my daughter or your son; whichever, will grow up, fall in love and get married." Ygraine thought aloud.

"I think that might be slightly far-fetched my lady. They'd be of two different worlds." Anne said gently. She wanted her children to be happy but Elyan was already dreaming of being a knight and the thought of her unborn child someday being married to Ygraine's son or daughter just seemed impossible to her.

"You're right, but times could change." Ygraine stated.

And times did change. Ygraine died in childbirth due to Nimueh not realising that to bring one life into the world, another had to leave. This turned Uther against all those with magic; leading to the Great Purge and increasing the number of Camelot's foes. Four months after Ygraine gave birth to Prince Arthur; Anne went into labour and gave birth to a daughter Guinevere. As she held her new-born daughter, Anne remembered the conversation she and the queen had about their children's futures and for one moment imagined her daughter as the queen of Camelot.

"Impossible," Anne whispered.

She didn't know that Ygraine had unknowingly revealed the destiny of Camelot that summer's day. No one could ever believe that a maid and blacksmith's daughter would one day marry Prince Arthur. But there was more than one kind of magic that still existed inside Camelot…

TBC.