Authors Note:
This is my first FanFic so just remember that when you read through it and think 'Geez why am I reading this Crap?' This is just a little thing that I wanted to write for ages after watching Merlin 1x08 "The Beginning of the End". I doubt that I am the only one to have this idea but I refuse to believe that Armor are bother and sister as it means that Uther slept with his WIFES SISTER! As Armor are cousins :. Any how enough delaying, on with the story.
Merlin pulled him into her room. The small dark haired boy, desperatley holding his injured arm. The panic in his eyes was evidant. Gwen gave a gasp and she nearly dropped her goblet as the pain and the memories of the past 7 years:
The memory of the baby she'd held in her arms. After the intensive ten hour labour and Arthur by her side for all of it she sat now sweaty and tired beyond belief but cradling the tiny baby boy. The pain of the last few hours had been worth it just to hold the tiny child swaddled in the cloth. Guais and the midwife cleared out of the room to leave the parents alone. Gwen also left after sending her mistess a small smile and sighing contendedly at the couple who were now seated on Morgana's bed smiling down at the tiny baby.
"Mordred" she whispered. The baby blinked slowly up at her. She knew that all babies have blue eyes but the orbs that she looked into were the same exact shade as his fathers, and she prayed that they would stay that way. The only other thing that the child seemed to have inherited from Arthur was the ability to become utterly speechless around her. Everything else about the child was purley her: the dark curls of hair -even at barely an hour old- which were abundent on top of his lily white head; the nose ; and the ruby red, perfect for pouting lips. He was their child.
Arthur lent down to kiss the newly named child on the forehead. "Prefect" he whispered in her ear "absolutely perfect". The months of love and tears, and fear were all now at peace in his mind. He watched them with awe: The woman he loved and the child that they had created together and life was perfect.
Lies. She knew that now. She remembered everything. Her brows farrowing into a crease as she remembered it now: the child only a few hours old, being ripped from her arms. The hours of her and Arthur crying as they came to terms with the fact that their child was taken by his own blood, on the orders of his own grandfather. She remembered Guias weaving the spell over her and the emptiness as her brain automatically filled in the gaps of the last few months. The love that she and the golden prince had shared; the endless passionate nights and smile filled days were erased.
Looking at her son now. The young boy that Merlin had carried in. Automatically she recognised him as her own. The black hair: the exact shade of hers and the ice blue eyes as they flicker over her face in a state of confusion: Arthurs, defiantly Arthurs. She watched him for a few minutes until finally showing Merlin where to place him. She knew beyond any doubt of her mind that the child was hers. After all a mother always knows her child.
That's it for now. Hope that you enjoyed it. It's harder that I thought to write. If you want me to continue let me know as I do have other chapter ideas. Or if you have any advice. Sorry about the lack of Armor although hopefully in later chapters if anybody wants it.
Thanks I will now shut up. Laura xoxo