Hello everyone! I'm terribly sorry for not updating sooner but I had a serious problem with my inspiration...She had gone somewhere without telling me and I was left with staring at a blank page and the cursor :D Anyway, I hope you like this next chapter :D


The whole world was going crazy around him, secretaries, advisers, reporters, photographers. Arthur had arrived in Avalon only yesterday and he had already managed to cause a chaos in both kingdoms. The news of his son's actions reached him when his assistant came in his office panting and speaking too quickly for any human being to understand.

"THE-PRINCE-CALLED-HER-MAGESTY-MORGAN-AND-SAID-THAT-HE-WAS-IN-AVALON-TO-WOO-HER!", the young man said in a crazy way that irritated the king even more.

"Boy, sit down and speak slowly!" the King ordered and pointed to the chair in front of his office. He did as his king commanded and with awkward moves he sat down opposite the king. Uther always wondered how could Arthur be best friends with him ever since Merlin was first introduced to him. "Now, tell me what did Arthur do?" his voice showed irritation and impatience.

"He- He called the queen Morgan and said that his purpose in Avalon was to woo her, all that in front of the reporters.", Merlin said with worried eyes. He was probably scared that Uther would direct his anger on his son's actions towards him. Being the king's assistant wasn't easy and the young man had Arthur to thank for his current position. Merlin was supposed to travel in Avalon with the prince but Uther's assistant had an accident a few days ago so Arthur proposed that Merlin could take the job until a replacement was found. He was already in charge of Arthur's funds and expenses so it wouldn't be that difficult to work for the king for a few weeks.

Uther raised from his seat and walked up and down the room. His face looked troubled; he wasn't angry but confused.

"Leave me alone. If they call for a statement avoid them. The palace will not make a formal statement regarding the prince's actions. Am I understood?" he turned to his temporary assistant who was already on his feet. He nodded, bowed his head and left the king to his thoughts.

Uther remembered his conversation with his son one more time. He had called him to announce that there was info that Avalonea's finances were so bad that the young queen would soon have to resort to the only way the LeFays had to ensure funding for their kingdom. Marriage. And who could be better than his son?

"Listen to me. You will one day become Albion's king. Once the two kingdoms were united into one and the Great King ruled them both. You are the next Great King." he had said and put a hand on his son's neck to force him to look him in the eye. "We've been over this before. I have planned this ever since your birth, ever since I gave you your name. Do you understand?" Arthur was quiet and starred back at his father with cold eyes.

"Yes, father, I understand." The king was satisfied to hear this but knew that Arthur would never marry the LeFay girl if he was given the chance. All he had done in his life until now was partying and changing women like they were shirts. It was about time he took some responsibility on himself. Uther had had enough of his behavior all these years.

"I want you to find a way to approach her. Flirt with her, charm her, make her trust you. Women is your area of expertise. Don't, even for one moment, think that she will be willing to marry you. She's a LeFay; her ancestors have had enough miserable weddings because of the Promise, with her mother being the latest victim."

"Father, don't you think it's a little foolish to believe in the Promise? It's nothing but a fairy tale for the people's ears? You wish to forge an alliance on that pretense?"

"It is foolish and idiotic but as long as the people believe in it, kings and queens have no chance but to believe too."

Arthur didn't like the answer his father gave him, Uther could see it in his eyes.

"She's a beautiful woman, Arthur, and think of all the power our kingdom will ensure once you are called the Great King Arthur, the promised one. Camelot always comes first! Remember that!"

He looked at his son and tried to figure out if he would work with him on this one. Thankfully, Arthur was always keen to please him and whenever his father mentioned his duty towards the kingdom, the young prince always obliged to his wishes. And this time was no different, Uther saw the conflicting emotions in his son's eyes and waited to see who would win in this private battle.

Finally, Arthur made a swift nod with his head and the king knew he would be willing to do anything he asked.

"What do you want me to do, father?" he said in a stern voice.

"You will go to Avalon at once. I'm arranging a royal visit in the excuse of an financial deal between our countries. Ambros will take care of all that, you don't need to worry about it." the king answered immediately. He always seemed to underestimate Arthur's abilities when it came to matters of state even though his son would eventually succeed him in the throne. "What I really want from you is to approach the queen, flirt with her, make her fall in love with you and most importantly gain her trust."

The king spoke the last three words very slowly as if he was speaking to an idiot but Arthur needed to understand the importance of his "mission". According to his informer from the avalonian palace, young Morgana would rather die than be another LeFay in the service of the Promise, her mother, Morgaine, had made sure that the girl would never consent on such a union filling the little girl's mind with her own ideas of depression, unhappiness and oppression!

"You gain her trust and persuade her that a royal wedding is the best for her and her people."

"Yes, father. I'll go prepare for the journey."

"Yes,yes. Go. Arthur", Uther said as his son approached the door. "This is the most important task I have ever intrusted you with. If you wish for this throne to ever be yours, make sure you return with a wife."

After everything he had told him and the ways he had advised him to approach Morgana, the king was left speechless when he found out what way his son chose. He couldn't know what Arthur had in his mind but he decided to trust his son. Perhaps he didn't show it often but Uther always knew that Arthur's heart is Camelot and his country . Let him play his game as best as he can, in the end the queen will probably be forced to marry him anyway to save her country.

Uther smiled at the prospect of Avalonea being ruled by a Pendragon.


The day had been tiresome and exhausting for the young queen. The reception, the media, the press conference, which she didn't attend but still held her nerves on edge, the urgent private meeting with Agravaine and Lady Vivianne had wasted Morgana's energy. Her temper hadn't improved since the morning events but she was grateful she didn't need to deal with the press and the guests anymore today.

Thankfully, the prince and his companions had gone to the scheduled visit around the city's monument and she didn't have to see him for the rest of the day. Her secretary informed the envoy from Camelot that she was tired and had dined earlier, as a result she wouldn't be able to attend dinner with them.

Morgana knew that it was wrong and stupid and immature to avoid Arthur but right now it was her only option. She still hadn't decided how she would deal with him on the morrow but she had all night to think of that.

Although she was supposed to be in bed sleeping as her guests believed, the queen had taken refuge to her own office where no one would actually bother her. Instead of going through papers and royal commands, she chose to take a book from her bedroom to read. She hadn't spent time with a good book ever since she could remember. With no lights but her desk lamp, she sat on her comfortable chair and stared at the book's cover. It was a fantasy book that she had probably picked from some bookstore ages ago. She wished for a dead blonde prince and a unmarried queen somewhere in the plot.

However, when she had just started reading the second chapter, someone knocked on the door. She couldn't believe it! Royalty wasn't allowed some private time even at 1 am! Morgana stood from her chair and headed for the door, ready to start yelling at anyone who bothered her. She wouldn't really do it but still it was funny to think about it. It was probably Anne, her secretaty, although she was dismmissed for the day like 4 hours ago, or Sir Alliser or Aggravaine.

On second thought I might as well start yelling at Aggravaine! He bloody deserves it anyway!

She opened the wooden door and her mouth fell when she saw who stood in front of her. Not Anne, not Alliser, not even Aggravaine but Arthur Pendragon.

"I'm really sorry to bother you, ma'am, but I wish to talk to you in private."

Morgana was still standing at the door dumfounded not inviting him inside. As much as she would like to slam the door to his face, she stood aside and nodded with her hand for him to enter, at the same time she reached for the lights.

"I don't understand why you have to talk to me at such an early hour. You could have waited till tomorrow morning and the meeting." Morgana might have not yet decided how to deal with the asshole in front of her but she knew one thing for certain. She couldn't trust him.

"I know it's late and I'm terribly sorry to disturb you from your-" he looked on her desk and noticed the book "reading. By the way, I have read it, the author kills his characters like a psychopath." the prince tried to joke but she was in no mood for jokes, or at least his jokes.

"It is late, your Highness. If you could please cut to the chase." Morgana didn't wish to sound as sharp as she did but she couldn't help herself. The prince seemed to hesitate and that satisfied her deeply. At least he isn't comfortable...

"I understand that I haven't made a good first impression on your Majesty. I understand that my boldness at the reception must have been uncomfortable and embarrassing for your Majesty and I wish to apologize with all my heart about it."

Is he seriously asking for forgiveness? And, moreover, is he expecting to get it? He made me look like a fool in front of my subjects and the whole world! You can beg all you want, prince. Once tomorrow's council is over, you will be leaving for Camelot and never return!

"I hope you realize that your behaviour was unacceptable? You compromised my position and practically made me look like a fool in my own house. I should have kicked you out of my country the moment those words came out of your mouth!" but actually, I can't afford to do it!, she thought and didn't know what she should do or say from now on.

Arthur just stood there listening to the accusations Morgan named with a sincere look of apology in his eyes. The young queen was speechless once again when she saw that look upon his face. He really meant that he was sorry; he wasn't lying about it.

"What I fail to understand is why you would go to such extremes as to insult me this way? Especially, when there hasn't been a word about a union?" she said and she really was curious to hear his excuse.

"Do you wish for a marriage alliance, your Majesty?" he said disarmingly.

For the third time that night, the queen was left with nothing to say.

What sort of game is he playing anyway? What does he expect me to say? Is this a trap?

The only thing that Morgana that came out of her lips was: "I'm in the service of my people." It wasn't exactly an answer to his question, more like a statement, but Arthur seemed to work the meaning of her words.

"Neither do I!" he said surprising Morgana. "I'm sorry for being so straight-forward about it but I have no intention to marry you."

Alright now I'm confused! What the hell is going on with this guy? Is he on medication? Does he suffer from a dual personality disorder?

"What? I- I honestly don't understand." was all she managed to say.

"I don't mean to insult you." he added in a hurry thinking that Morgana was offended by his rejection. "You're gorgeous and well if things were different I-" he didn't continue though only stared back at her with these amazing blue eyes.

"If you don't agree on this then why act like that in the morning?"

He laughed and the sound seemed familiar. "You must think I'm crazy? I can't blame you." he mused. Morgana could only nod, she did believe it. "You said you're in the service of your people, so am I. I'm the future king after all, and we both know that we do not always control our fates, others do: counselors, companies, parents.."

Uther

"What I said in the great hall was true, I was sent here by my father to-" he struggled with words "win your favor." he finally said.

"Well, you have failed admirably then." Morgana said.

"I know I'm only trying to tell you that with my behavior I offered you a way out." he told her but his eyes urged her to understand the meaning behind the words. When Morgana seemed to be quite lost, he explained. "Now you can diminish any possibility of a union under the pretense that I have offended you or something like that."

He looked back at her with hope believing that she would rejoice when she heard that she didn't have to marry him. Morgana felt sorry for the both of them, obviously he averted the idea of a royal wedding as much as she did. The queen looked at her hands and then back at him, only this time there was a different Arthur in front of her. His face held no hope, only suspision.

"What is it? I believed you would be relieved if not happy for this." he said. "I know you don't want this either. I have heard enough these past days and I saw it myself today." he came closer but Morgana headed towards her office, she placed one hand on the desk as if to support herself.

"Do you realize that I might not be able to refuse a marriage alliance under any pretense?" she no longer viewed him as the enemy. They were both trapped into this situation without their will and that was enough to make them allies. "It isn't the Prophecy the reason I have to marry you, Arthur."

Morgana had known from the beginning that if it meant her kingdom's survival after this economic crisis, she would be forced by principal and duty to marry the Pendragon prince. How else would she possibly secure funds for her country?

"You will not have to marry me for any reason, my lady." he said took her hand into his and kissed it lightly. "We'll figure out a way to deal with your other problems."

He took a step back, bowed and then left the office with a sweet understanding smile on his face. The only thing Morgana could do was stare at his back. The cat had eaten her tongue for the millionth time that night.

What the f-


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