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I hope you like it.
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It was dinner time and Arthur was dinning with his father, the King, and a few, boring, guests. The room was full of servants, changing the dishes, bringing fresh bread, and refilling their glasses with wine. But, right across Prince Arthur, stood a particular servant, with her lavender dress, staring at him. They hadn't spoken in three days. She was too busy with her new job. However, his royal ness, the prince, was determined to spend some time with her.
"What do you believe, Arthur?" the King asked him.
"I… believe… that we should not allow this. How dare they defy our honour?" Arthur yelled hitting the table with his fist, causing his glass to, accidentally- on purpose, fall on the floor, breaking.
Gwen was the first to run next to the prince in order to collect the broken pieces.
"On the other hand, though, we should not be so harsh on Mercia. I think it could be solved with talk and… gifts maybe." Arthur said leaning, slightly, on his right, letting a note escape his hand.
Gwen grabbed the note and hid it before anyone could notice. She left the room, in order to replace the Prince's glass, and made a quick stop to read the note.
'Midnight, at the south gate. Please wait for me, I'll be there.'
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Gwen put on her red cloak and sneaked out the south gate. She had to admit that it was a bit scary out there. Of course she had slept in the woods many times, but tonight was different.
Suddenly, she heard a horse coming and hid herself behind a bush.
'Gwen! Gwen! Guinevere!' Arthur whispered making her to show herself.
"A horse? I never thought a horse was suitable to keep our secret meeting, secret." Gwen said smiling.
"That's because it's not a secret meeting. It's a secret night walk." He said helping her up the horse.
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After riding through the forest for at least half an hour, Arthur found a place, good enough, to stop. He stopped the horse and helped Gwen to get off it.
'Why have you brought me here?' Gwen asked him looking at the night sky.
"I wanted us to have some time alone, not risking anyone's head, especially yours." He answered.
"Why is that?" Gwen asked him.
"My father is a cold man, Guinevere. Being with you, I risk your life. He would do nothing to me, but he could easily have you executed if it was for his son's, supposed sake. You remember the time he out me in the dungeon, leaving Merlin to die, on purpose." He said biting his lower lip and railing his eyes to the sky.
"Your father is a good man, deep inside. Furthermore, if it was for your sake I would sacrifice myself." Gwen said looking at Arthur's eyes. Those blue eyes she couldn't resist.
"Then, it would be a pointless sacrifice, for I will die without you." He said, placing a soft kiss on her lips.
Gwen kissed him back and they trapped themselves in a kissing circle of no ending as neither wanted to the moment to end.
Arthur placed Gwen on the ground, gently, moving from her lips to her throat and then her neck.
Gwen messed Arthur's hair and then caressed his back. The Prince, caught in the heat of the moment, pulled her closer to him, moving his right hand all through her body, reaching her leg and finally putting her on top of him.
He started undoing her dress while she was relieving him from his shirt, placing small kiss on his bare chest.
"Ah!" suddenly Gwen yelled and pulled away from Arthur.
"What happened?" Arthur asked worried.
"Something bit me! Probably a mosquito." She said reaching for the bite while looking at Arthur beneath her, realising what they were about to do.
"Oh, my God! I should thank that mosquito, I was about to lose my dignity." She said getting off Arthur.
"You are not the only one! I don't want you to think of me as someone who just wants to have some fun." Arthur said helping her with her dress.
"I know that Arthur, we were caught up in the moment." She said stroking his cheek.
Arthur smiled and put on his shirt. He took his cloak and put it next to a tree so they could lie down and watch the stars.
"Arthur, I am a bit cold." She said. The men grabbed her cloak and use it as a blanket.
"Better now?" he asked and she nodded.
"You know, your cloak is red." He said seeing the fabric.
"I know." She answered.
"I mean it's not just red, it's Pendragon red. See? Your destiny is revealed. You are meant to be the Queen of Camelot." Arthur said grinning.
"Or I am meant to be the Prince's servant. Another maid gave it to me when I turned up 16. She had told me it was my colour. She was the one making your clothes, at the time, so I believe it to be one of your old ones." Gwen said. "I like that." She added kissing him.
"Well, Guinevere, I believe you took the woman's word in the wrong way. She said red was your colour. This means one day you will be dressed at red, as Mrs. Pendragon." He said and took her hand showing her the stars.
"See, Guinevere, people depend on stars. They want them to reveal them their future in order not to fight to change it…"
"Or be taken aback." She interrupted him.
"The thing is stars are laughing with us. We try to find out for our next move, not watching our current. I don't want them to tell me my destiny. I want to fight to make my own, with you, no matter what happens." He said looking down at her.
She didn't answer. "No comments?" he asked trying to light her up.
"No." she said and kissed him once again. She agreed with him, but couldn't say it out aloud. After all he was the King to be and she was just a servant. Although she liked his speech, although she believed in each and every word he had just said, although that's how things should be, they are not. She is just a servant, trapped in a certain way of life and future with no right to dream.
"Gwen?" Arthur broke the silence.
"Yes?" she replied.
"Would you like to stay here until dawn? Sleep together? I mean…"
"Yes, I would love to." She said, shifting a little in order to feel comfortable.
Arthur smiled and said, "Good night, Guinevere." and kissed her head.
"Good night, Arthur." She said hugging him tight.
The sun of Camelot rose once again behind the hills, letting his light to tease those still asleep.
"Good morning, sunshine." Arthur said caressing Gwen cheek.
Gwen opened her eyes and smiled to him. "Good morning, my Prince… Charming." She added making him grin. "I believe it's time to go back." She said and stood up straightening her dress.
"I believe it's not." Arthur said not getting up.
"But, Arthur, the sun is up." She said putting her hands on her hips.
Arthur got up and grabbed her hands. "Are you sure it is the sun? I believe it to the moon. Don't you see the stars above our heads making our future? It is the moon, I tell you, it is still night." He said and pulled her into a passionate kiss.
"As much as I want to believe you, this is not the moon, my love, and the night is gone. It is the sun above our heads and the day has come, for us to take our places." Gwen told him as she broke free from his kiss.
"How did you call me?" Arthur asked her with a devilish look on his eyes.
"When?" she asked, trying avoid his question. "Just now, you said that's not the moon and you called me …" Arthur said waiting for her to complete his sentence. Gwen lowered her eyes and then whispered at his ear, "my love." making him smile widely as he replied with the same way, "my lady".
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It had been three days since the night at the forest and Arthur hadn't seen Gwen. He hadn't seen her at all, like she wasn't even at the city. He had looked everywhere. At the kitchen, at the training field, at the nursery tent, at Guise's chambers. She was nowhere to be seen.
He had even asked Merlin who, like himself, knew nothing. His mood was more than bad and he had started to worry.
"Do you need me for anything else, sire?" Merlin asked as he put dinner on the table.
Arthur was standing next to the window, thinking and therefore the yang warlock did not get an answer.
"No? Alright, then, Good night, sire." He said and reached for the servants' door.
"Where do you think you're going?" Arthur said.
"Leaving." Merlin replied.
"Did I gave you permission to leave?" Arthur yelled at him.
"You were too busy, looking out the window." He answered.
"That's enough; you are not going anywhere, until I tell you to." Arthur said.
"OK, just a minute, I have to take this medicine to someone, and then I am all yours." Merlin said and reached for the door again.
"MERLIN!" Arthur yelled. "Whose medicine is it?" he asked his servant.
"I…. I…. can't tell you." The young wizard replied.
"What?" Arthur yelled again. "I demand to know!" he said.
"It's a guest's." Merlin answered. "You are lying! None of our guests receives treatment from Gius and the resident's of the castle have already received their medicine." Arthur said, glaring at Merlin.
"Alright, you got me, but I can't tell you who she is. She doesn't want you to know." Merlin said. Arthur's expression changed several times. He went from anger to surprise, wonder, success and fear.
"It is Gwen, isn't it? That's why I haven't see her in three days." He said.
"She has high fever and illusions. Yesterday she thought I was you!" Merlin said.
"You? Wait, yesterday? You saw her yesterday and yet you lied to my when I asked you!" he yelled. "Give me that!" he said grabbing the small bottle from Merlin's hand.
"Where are you going?" Merlin asked.
"To see her. Don't let anyone in!" the Prince said.
"What am I supposed to do?" Merlin yelled.
"I don't know, fake dead." Arthur replied as he disappeared behind the servants' door, holding his cloak.
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Gwen's light's where up. Obviously she was waiting for Merlin. Why would she hide something like that from him? Except if it was something else. She and Merlin where always close and he is free to provide her a family. NO! Guinevere was not that kind of girl. She was honest and pure. A pure lady.
He reached her door, covered under his cloak. It was raining, so his disguise went unnoticed.
He knocked on her door twice. "Gwen? Gwen, it's me Arthur." He whispered.
No answer. He knocked again, but still no answer. He thought that maybe she was too weak to open the door, so he took the courage to enter her house.
"Gwen, are you alright?" he asked scanning the room, not seeing his lady in an obvious spot. He closed the door and made a step forward.
"No! Gwen!" he yelled as he saw his beauty lying on the floor, next to the table, bleeding by the head.
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To be continued, please wait!