Past Gwen

Gwen was standing in the hall, celebrating the years without magic, and she smiled. She spotted Merlin standing beside Gaius and staring at Morgana and Gwen shook her head.

She made her way over to Merlin just as Gaius left.

"She looks wonderful doesn't she?" Gwen asked Merlin. She still had to play the part of wonderful servant, loyal to Morgana and wonderfully clueless to nearly everything. Sweet little Gwen.

Merlin hummed. Inwardly Gwen smirked, she could still have a little fun.

"Some people are just born to be Queen" she commented.

"No!" protested Merlin.

"Well, she does. Anyway, who would want to marry Arthur?"


Future Gwen

Queen Guinevere paced slowly and carefully in her chambers, her precious Prince Jackson cradled in her arms.

"Perfect picture" commented Arthur from the door.

"Did you have fun?" smirked Gwen.

"Meaning?" asked Arthur, stepping into the room.

"Do you miss the old me?" asked Gwen.

"I can't answer that question without being wrong" said Arthur.

"True, but there's something you have to realise" said Gwen.

"And what's that?" asked Arthur.

"I am the perfect actress, the trip to the future allowed Sweet Little Gwen to grow up and a back bone, even if she had to hide it. And she also knew what would happen to each and everyone of us" smiled Gwen.

"Anything else?" asked Arthur.

"She knew Merlin better than you before you."

The End