Summary: Gwen decides to have her revenge on Arthur after he breaks up with her and gives the Knights and Merlin a very nice goodbye.
Pairings: Gwen/Leon, Gwen/Percival, Gwen/Gwaine, Gwen/Merlin, Gwen/Arthur, hinted Merthur.
Author's Note: for some reason Fanfiction isn't allowing me to reply to your reviews. Therefore thank you very much for everyone who reviewed for chapter two it was very kind of you and cheered me up to no end.
Gwen pulled down her bodice as far as she could without having her breasts spilling out. She let her hair loose from its tie and put on her special lipstick that she wore only for special occasions. She grinned at her reflection, this will show Arthur; show him what he'd be missing if he continues to think her 'inappropriate'.
She stride across the courtyard and passed Arthur without a second glance as she threw her arms round her brother. Elyan awkwardly hugged her back, they never really embraced one another, she had yet to truly forgive him for never returning home until it was too late and he was just...well he was a man they don't hug they punch each other.
She then kissed Leon's cheek with a loud satisfying smack and giggled when she saw the pale pink mark she left on his cheek. She leaned forwards to give him a good view as she wiped his cheek with her thumb. "Take care of my brother, Sir Leon," she said huskily.
Leon just blushed and stuttered. She hadn't seen him this flustered since she dressed him up as a woman last year.
She smirked the satisfied irritating smirk that Morgana had perfected and rushed over to Percival where she threw her arms round his neck and pulled him down so she could kiss his chin. "Oh you're so big!" she cried out as innocently as possible.
Gwaine had burst out laughing and a sly glance at Arthur told her that he was just gobsmacked at her behaviour. The perfect way to shut up Gwaine and to horrify Arthur further was all in one perfect move – she moved gracefully away from Percival, grabbed Gwaine by the shoulders and pressed her lips against his in a sweet chaste kiss. "Behave Sir Gwaine, you are going to war not to the Tavern," she said sweetly.
Gwaine smoothly grabbed her hand and kissed it. "As you wish, My Lady," he said.
She giggled and pulled away. She turned round to face Merlin who was watching her with concern, he probably thought she was under some spell or was ill or something, oh well she shall give him something else to think about. She smiled at him with all the sensual air that Morgana used to hold before she became so...cold, and pulled Merlin close to her before pressing her lips against his gently, he gasped out of surprise and she used it to her advantage as she turned the gentle kiss into a full out snog.
Merlin was a very good snog, he let her lead, didn't shove his own tongue down her throat, and held her lightly so she could move if she wished to. The complete opposite to Arthur who always led the kiss, held onto her too tight and shoved his tongue down her throat the moment he could. It was a very good snog, perhaps the best. She pulled away and was very satisfied to see Merlin sink to the floor in complete shock.
She then jumped back, pretended to be surprised when she saw Arthur and curtsied deeply, "My apologies Your Majesty," she said humbly, "I was merely saying goodbye to my brother and dear friends. I wish you well in this battle."
At this she flounced back into the castle with a very smug smile. Take that Arthur Pendragon, she thought vindictively.
Everyone exchanged surprised and very confused looks. Arthur felt very confused, he didn't understand why his potential wife had just thrown herself on his friends but she did and it upset him quite a lot but what really upset him confused him further.
Why on god's name did she snog Merlin?
And why did she feel the need to manhandle his manservant?
And why was Merlin practically crying and moaning about too much lipstick and breasts? Was he gay or something?
