Hello again! Would just like to say a MASSIVE MASSIVE thank you to all you amazing reviewers! I love you guys:') Prompts for this fiction are welcome, because I don't always have an idea (or a not very good one lol) Thank you once again to you awesome people that take the time out to read my fiction! The battle is over. Smoke flies from the top of the castle, debris litters the ground, along with dead bodies. He notices nothing, keeping his eyes solely fixed upon one thing as he walks towards her.
She lies on the floor, in a rumpled heap, cuts scar her poor hands and arms, her dress is ripped and her hair splays around her form like an ebony halo.
He gently lifts her lifeless body and brings her to the castle. He reaches his room, and lays her down on the bed and he finally lets the un-shed tears fall. Sobs wrack his body as his beautiful Guinevere lies motionless on the soft bed in front of him.
He screams for help, for Gaius, for anything, just please don't let her die.
Gaius makes him step aside, he checks for vital signs whilst Merlin tries to comfort the distraught man, who looks and feels a shadow of his former self.
"I have a heartbeat" Gaius announces. Arthur is so happy he swears he could kiss him.
He grabs her hand as her eyes flutter open, he promises he'll never let anything happen to her again, he loves her, he wants to marry her one day and father her children. He joins her on the bed and they stay like that for the rest of the day. Sleeping, talking, and laughing. She is too weak to do much else but he doesn't care, as long as he's with her and she's with him.
And so it came to be a regular occurrence that Merlin would see Gwen wrapped in the King's arms when he came to wake him up in the morning, and whenever he found them like this, Merlin never had the heart to wake them.