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Chapter 6 :

"You really think that I should fight for him?" asked Morgana and Gwen smiled sadly, before she sat by her side on the bed, sighing deeply.

"I think that you should always fight for the ones you loved."

Morgana took a deep breath.

"But he is engaged."

"He is."

"And Freya is a good person."

"She is."

"So why should I break that?"

Guinevere sighed again, and then she got up and walked to the door before turning around.

"Because this is not a matter of being a good person, Morgana. This is a matter of being the right person."

And then she left.

Arthur was still frowning by the time Gwen came back to the living room. She walked to him and kissed his cheek tenderly but he barely moved,

"Where is Nicholas?"

"Playing with Merlin outside, I think Freya is with them."

Guinevere nodded at that and then she curled into his husband's lap.

"So we do have some minutes all for ourselves before the pie is ready."

But she could feel something was wrong.

"You seem troubled, my love."

He sighed.

"What are you hiding from me?"

She couldn't help but freeze as she tried to keep her voice neutral.

"What do you mean, Arthur?"

He sighed again and then forced her to look at him, and she could see he looked worried and upset. He cupped her cheeks and she forced herself to look as normal as she could.

"Everything is fine."

He frowned.

"You're lying."

"Arthur-"

"You forget that I know you too well for that, my love."

Her heart stopped.

But no.

She couldn't.

She couldn't tell him.

He would go to Lancelot right away, and who could say what he would do to protect her?

Who could say what Lancelot could do to him?

So Gwen sighed and removed his hands from her face, trying a smile.

"Seriously, I am fine."

"Guinevere..."

"The pie must be ready by now, call the others."

And then she left.

Dinner was ...tense to say the least.

Arthur didn't talk much.

Merlin didn't talk much.

Guinevere didn't talk much.

Morgana didn't talk much.

Freya didn't understand what was going on.

Nicholas was oblivious of it all.

But Arthur couldn't shake off the feeling that Gwen was lying to it and he hated it. Hated that she felt the need not to tell him the truth.

And if she didn't trust him to tell him what was bothering her.

Then...

What did that tell about their wedding?

Merlin couldn't look up from his plate when there was his fiancée by his sides but he had cheated on her with the woman in front of him, whom he was sure he had never stopped loving.

And now he was just so lost.

What was the right thing to do?

Was the right thing to do, the right thing for him?

Guinevere couldn't think about anything else but Lancelot and his threats. It was clear that he was still mad at her for what happened years ago and he was out for revenge.

She needed to keep Arthur away.

No matter what.

(Her heart broke at that)

Morgana couldn't even look at Merlin, let alone Freya. She liked the young woman, and now she had slept with her boyfriend.

Not only had she slept with Merlin, but now she was also pretty sure that she was still in love with him.

Talk about complicated situations.

Freya couldn't for the life of her understand what was going on. Arthur was frowning and he clearly looked upset, Merlin looked down on his plate without even talking at all, Guinevere seemed elsewhere and Morgana was quieter than she had ever seen her...

What the hell was going on, here?

And Nicholas couldn't even notice what was going on around him, so busy as he was with his pie.

Once in the car, Freya turned toward his fiancé, but he was still avoiding her eyes and she couldn't understand why.

"Strange dinner, isn't it?"

He gripped the wheel.

"Why would you say that?"

"I remember the lots of you being louder."

Merlin swallowed.

"We're getting old, I gather."

She chuckled at that and put her hand at the nape of his neck, stroking it tenderly and she didn't feel him freeze under her touch.

But he did.

Guinevere was already laid down and ready to go to sleep when Arthur came back from having put Nicholas to sleep.

"He's already asleep." said her husband and she smiled.

"That boy falls asleep faster than you. I swear I didn't think it could be possible."

Arthur chuckled and then she felt the bed dip and soon enough, two strong arms brought her back to his warm embrace.

"Are you still mad at me?" she asked in a small voice and he sighed deeply, covering her skin in kisses before whispering.

"I was never mad at you." she began to speak but he cut her. "I was mad because I know that you're hiding something from me and I don't understand why."

She sighed and turned around in his arms, brown eyes finding blue eyes and she smiled tenderly, cupping his cheek.

"It's nothing, really." she breathed and he frowned slightly. "I am a bit under pressure at work."

"Because of Lancelot?" he asked and she froze. "Because if that's the case, I'll be more than happy to have more than a conversation with him and trust me he would never again bother y-"

But she cut his ramblings by kissing him softly and Arthur lost himself in her touch.

"I'm fine. It's work. Not Lancelot."

"Your promotion, then?" he tried and she nodded, smiling tiredly.

"You know that I love you, right?" she breathed and he smiled that dazzling smile that still had her weak in the knees.

"I love you too, my Guinevere."

She pecked his lips again and then buried herself further in his hold.

"Goodnight, Arthur."

"Goodnight, my love."

The man would have wanted to ask her again what was wrong, but it turned out that having her in his arms was what mattered the most in the end of his days.

He didn't give up though,

He would find out what was going on.

He would find out what Guinevere was hiding from him.

No matter what.

Morgana was in her bed, and she was just unable to fall asleep.

All she could do was think about Merlin.

And how she'd messed their relationship so many years ago...

He was all hers and she had left, broken his heart all because she had been too afraid to fully be his, and too afraid of him being fully hers.

And then, there had been that time when Gwen had chased Arthur in the airport. Merlin and her had had a moment and she could remember him looking so lost, so torn between giving her a second chance and going to Freya...

She had been so afraid by what she could still see in his eyes.

She had told him to choose Freya.

No matter what she felt about him.

Morgana groaned loudly and buried her face in her pillows.

She had let Merlin go, again and again.

And what good did that make?

All she could think about was him.

He was the only man she had ever truly loved and the only man – she was sure, she was meant to love.

So what?

She would let him leave once again?

She raised her head, frowning.

No.

Not this time.

Gwen was right.

God, she was so right.

You fight for the ones that you love.

And she loved Merlin.

It was time to take some risks...

So Morgana took a deep breath and her phone, dialing a simple text.

What happened between us... It meant something to me. We really have to talk, Merlin.

She would tell him more in person, he needed to know everything before making a choice.

But right now, her heart was beating so loud in her chest that she could hear it in her head. Her phone buzzed and she held her breath, reading the text...

I know we have to talk.

She was about to answer but then another text...

And it meant something to me, too. You know it does, Morgana.

She read that text a thousand times.

And there was still a huge smile on her face each time...

All was not lost.

He was not lost to her just yet.

She could still fight.

And fight she would.

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