Comments: Its a little long so I appologise. This is the final chapter, I hope you like it and thank you all for you help and reviews.
Gwen had hardly slept at all, in fact she had packed all the food for their journey, prepared the horses and made breakfast.
She stepped out on the eastern balcony and watched the sun rise. So many changes had happened over the last few years, she had made new friends, found new enemies, lost her father, been kidnapped, fell in love and left her home and now she was about to set off to an unknown land to discover if she was indeed the daughter of a King.
Her thoughts during the night had turned to Tom, she had been lucky with him as her father, he had moulded who she was and his kindness and generosity had given her a blessed life. The thought that he was not her natural father ran shivers down her spine. But something was making her go, something deep inside that told her that she needed too.
She heard a noise and did not need to turn to know that Sir Gwain was walking up behind her, his cane aiding his every step.
"Good morning Gwen" she looked at him, his eyes were no longer dull but now shimmering with life and probably excitement about the adventure ahead.
"Good morning my lord" she smiled and looked back out at the rising sun.
"Did you sleep?" he was sure of the answer, but asked anyway.
"Not really"
He cleared his throat "I am sorry for any hurt caused" he never had a daughter and he had grown to care about the two ladies in that manner.
Gwen shook her head "You did what was best Sire, please do not think on it any longer" after all she had told him that honesty was best.
"You know Gwen, no matter what passes, you have been brought up loved....and that is something to be cherished" Gwain thought back to his own lonely childhood.
"Thank you" she replied and in a very unusual move Sir Gwain hugged her a little too tight, she thought he had probably not held anyone in a very long time, and matched his enthusiastic embrace.
"I don't know, I leave you five minutes and you are in the arms of another man!" Arthur had watched the interaction and smiled.
They broke apart and Sir Gwain smiled, but looked slightly abashed "Good morning Arthur"
When Arthur looked at Gwen he noticed how tired she was.
"Good Morning"
Sir Gwain hobbled away but before he entered the castle "Thank you Gwen" he didn't realise how much he had missed the simple feeling of having someone close to him.
Gwen smiled and he walked away.
"Didn't sleep!" it was a statement rather than a question.
"Not much" she had missed the safety of his arms.
"I could not sleep either; you should have come to my chambers" Arthur thought a lot about knocking on her door, even making it as far as her corridor before turning back.
Gwen laughed "That would have looked good, me sneaking around the corridors half dressed!".
"GUINEVERE, don't even put that image in my head!" he shook his head, did she have any clue what she did to him.
She smiled and leaned in feeling in a very mischievous mood and whispered in his ear "One day you won't have to suffer with mere images in your head" she kissed his lips and walked back into the castle she heard Arthur growl.
"Damn it Guinevere.....YOU ARE KILLING ME!" he had to laugh, he never would have thought Guinevere a tease but the last few weeks had proved she was a master of it.
Gwen laughed as she walked away from Arthur, she didn't know where this teasing side had come from. A few years ago she would not think herself the kind of women to attract a man like Arthur, it was not that she thought herself unattractive, but she was no Morgana. Being here with Arthur had made her feel more confident, she felt attractive and enjoyed the banter with him.
They ate breakfast with moods a mixture of excitement and fear, everyone was dressed appropriately, no longer adorning luxury materials, but they all looked as if they were servants or travellers. Gwen and Morgana had dressed in trousers, much more suitable for the rough journey ahead.
Gwen took one last look at the castle before she exited, she would miss the safety of these walls. Francis had decided to stay, his back was too bad to make the journey and he needed to look after the dogs.
So they set off on their journey each on their own horses now, although Gwen would have much preferred riding with Arthur.
They had managed to pass through King Udin's land undetected and once they reached his borders, they stopped for a rest. The view here was stunning.....for miles and miles green land and mountains decorated the landscape.
Arthur came up to Gwen's horse to help her dismount; he presented her with a purple flower.
Gwen smiled and he helped her off into his arms. "Thank you" she said placing her arms around his neck she was just about to kiss him.
"Not this again!...can't you two save the open displays of affection" Merlin pretended to be sick and Morgana laughed.
"Yes you are making me feel very terrible" Morgana joined in.
Arthur shot them both a dirty look "I have had enough of hiding my feelings....so I suggest if you don't like it turn away" at this tilted Guinevere down and kissed her.
"Well how would you like it if I turned around and kissed Morgana in front of you" Merlin said, at this Morgana looked surprised and Arthur looked disgusted.
"Good luck she would probably kill you!" he joked as they joined them.
"I would not kill him" Morgana, the truth is she had grown rather fond of Merlin.
"Oh please, remember that servant, what was his name....the one that attempted to kiss you....oh what was his name?" Arthur tried to think of the poor boys name.
"Peter" Gwen said quietly and Morgana shot her a look.
"That's it poor little Peter, feel in love with you and what did you do....you"
"ENOUGH! That was different I was young" Morgana did not want him replaying the story.
"He was never the same again" Sir Leon piped in laughing.....Morgana had reduced many a man to tears when approaching her, including him as a young man.
"Thank you Leon! .... I have changed, mellowed in my old age" she replied as they walked to find a place to rest.
"A lady can never been too careful with her choice of suitor" Sir Gwain piped in.
"Thank you, see finally someone talking some sense" Morgana smiled at Sir Gwain.
"Still......I wouldn't risk it!" Arthur said placing a hand on Merlin's shoulder and Arthur mouthed 'scary'!
"I was not saying I was going to kiss Morgana, merely saying how would you feel if I did it in front of you!" Merlin wished he had never opened his mouth.
Morgana stopped and faced him "What is wrong with kissing me?" at this Merlin looked shocked and embarrassed.
"Nothing at all.....I just would not entertain such an idea... I mean you are very B...um and well I am..." he was making a right mess of this.
"I am what?" she didn't know why this had upset her so much.
Sir Leon helped him out "Beautiful"
"Yes Beautiful!" at this Gwen and Arthur smiled.
Morgana blushed "Thank you Merlin" she turned around and went to sit with the others.
"More like scary!" Arthur teased and Gwen kicked him.
They ate and rested for a short while, their conversations light hearted. They then continued on their journey and when darkness hit they made camp hidden away from view.
Merlin and Sir Leon collected wood and Gwen started to prepare dinner. The evening was very pleasant listening to Sir Gwain talk about his youth....Gwen watched all the interactions and smiled, she had been very lucky to have such wonderful friends that would make such a journey with her.
She leaned her head on Arthurs shoulder and watched the flames dance in front of her. She drifted off to sleep listening to Sir Gwains deep voice.
Arthur woke her up "Guinevere" she opened her eyes and smiled, when she sat up and noticed everyone having breakfast, it was very early in the morning by the looks of the sky.
Arthur handed her some water "Thank you, did you rest?" she asked.
"For a bit" he had taken it in turns between Sir Leon and Merlin to keep an eye out for danger.
They ate breakfast and packed up their bits making sure they covered their tracks and set off again.
Today had definitely been more eventful, they got ambushed going through the Elandra Forest by bandits, who were obviously not expecting to come across Arthur and Sir Leon. Everyone joined in including Sir Gwain who took two of them down with his cane. They ran off in fear.
"Is everyone all right?" Arthur said looking around for further danger.
Everyone had remained unhurt, slightly shaken but they knew this journey would not be without some challenges.
Arthur looked at Gwain "Nice work" he smiled, back in his day he used to enjoy fighting....even starting a few for entertainment, he was glad he could still hold his own and that old age had not completely taken over.
They moved on quickly to avoid the bandits trying again. As night started to draw in Arthur stopped, in the distance you could see lights and make out the faint outline of a castle.
He looked at Gwen "This is it!"
Gwens stomach had a sinking feeling.... and Merlin reached his hand over to her.
"We should make camp and approach in the morning" Sir Gwain said.
They all agreed and got off the main path, they knew King Leodegrance men would probably be patrolling the area and they were not too sure how friendly they would be.
They left the horses hidden and sought shelter on higher ground....the evening passed quietly each person lost in thought. Gwen drifted to sleep again much like the night before, her head rested on Arthurs shoulder.
Gwen woke up during the night, fear had gripped her at the thought of what lay ahead. Arthur must have been on look out so she got up and carefully walked to the edge of the camp, she could see the castle in the distance and sighed. Was this the home she should have known?
"You should be asleep" Arthur said from behind making her jump, of course he would have noticed her absence.
He stood behind her wrapping his arms around her waist, she leant her head back onto his chest. "Is it too late to change my mind?" she said half joking.
"You can if you like"
She placed her hand on his and rubbed it.... "How comes when one part of your life becomes perfect, the other falls apart"
"It will all be alright Guinevere" he said kissing her head.
"How do you do that?"
"I am not sure what you are talking about"
"Make me feel calm by saying my name!" he was an amazing man, who could lead an army or break a man by a simple stare...but for her, he was her strength, he was the light.
"Calming is not a word normally used to describe me....but glad I can help Guinevere" he whispered the last part in her ear and a shiver ran down her spine.
She laughed and leaned back again onto his chest.
"Now you should go back to sleep, I am neglecting my duties!" he stated.
"One kiss...and I will go" he laughed and turned her around in his arms, placing a gentle kiss on her lips, when he pulled back.
"Call that a kiss!" she teased.
"I'm working", she rolled her eyes and went to move back to camp, instead he grabbed her by the hand and pushed her against the tree and kissed her, her legs went weak and when he parted from her, she bit her lip.
"Better" she squeaked, her chest was heaving and Arthur stepped away a bit and rubbed the back of his head, he could defiantly not take her with him to battle, a thousand men could have approached by now and he would not have noticed.
"Good night Guinevere" Gwen walked back to her previous sleeping position feeling like she was walking on air.
The time to wake up had come around too quickly... Gwen felt a sinking feeling in her stomach as she looked around the camp, everyone was ready for the day ahead, everyone apart from her.
"It will be alright" Morgana said pulling her into a hug
"I know, probably not true anyway" she said unconvinced, the more she had thought about the whole thing, the more she could see gaps in her own life.
They mounted the horses and started on the final leg of the trip towards Cameliard.
On the horizon they could see King Leodegrance's Castle, but as they descended down the dusty path the turrets of the castle disappeared and the walls of the city consumed their view.
From a defence point of view Arthur marvelled at such a magnificent wall, he doubted anyone would attempt an attack here, even if they made it across the large moat surrounding the city, they would defiantly not be able to scale it. The only entrance to this mysterious castle was by a drawbridge which was heavily guarded by 6 burly men!
They dismounted their horses and Sir Gwain approached them first, Arthur kept one hand on his sword and the other on Guinevere, watching their every move.
"What is your business here?" One of the guards approached Sir Gwain.
"I am here to visit King Leodegrance, I am an old acquaintance of his" the man looked him up and down and then eyed the others.
"You do not look like anyone he would associate with" he said spitting on the floor, hands on hips.
"My name is Sir Gwain and change your tone with me Boy! .... I don't like your manner" He said stamping his cane getting angry.
Sir Leon stepped in "Please tell the King we are here to seek his counsel" the man eyed up Sir Leon and then looked back at the others.
"Very well, inform the royal guard that Sir Gwain is here to see the king" at this Sir Leon led Gwain away from the Guards to wait their decision.
They must have waited about 40 minutes, the sun had risen fully in the sky and was beating down on them and with each minute they were all getting more agitated, they had travelled days to get here and they could not even make it across the drawbridge.
They saw a Guard come running towards the entrance and whisper into the man's ear, as he whispered the man looked sheepish and immediately approached Sir Gwain.
"I apologise for not welcoming you sire" the man bowed and Gwain raised himself up using his cane and gave the man a look of disgust.
He looked at the others and they silently followed bringing their horses with them.
The Guards moved out of the way and they entered the town....as they walked in, it was like walking into another world. The town was bustling and everything just seemed brighter somehow, maybe it was the vibrant colours that adorned peoples clothes or maybe it because the people were chatting and laughing everywhere, there was a real sense of respect for each other. It was not as though Camelot did not have that, it was just that there was an underlying fear there, a thought that at any moment the perfect scene could be thrown into turmoil at the whim of a king or a foe.
"Sir Gwain" a gentleman approached he was a tall man with long black hair and a bushy beard.
He bowed to Sir Gwain "My name is Fera and I am one of the kings personal guards"
"Good to meet you boy" he much preferred the way he was being treated now.
Fera's eyes scanned Sir Leon, Arthur, Merlin, Morgana and stopped at Gwen, the way he stared at her made the hairs stand up on the back of her neck and she lowered her eyes.
"It is rude to stare" Morgana spoke up, noticing Gwen's discomfort.
"Please forgive me" he bowed again, trying to steal his eyes away from familiarity of Guinevere's.
"Would you please follow me, the King is looking forward to seeing you" As he led them into the castle Arthur noticed how the Guard would turn around to look at Guinevere, almost as if he was checking she was still there.
Gwen felt like her legs would give way and Arthur squeezed her hand harder.
As Arthur's eyes drifted along the corridor he looked at the Royal Crest that adorned the walls, purple, Guinevere's favourite colour her thought. They approached a large wooden door with two Guards at either side.
Fera opened the large double doors and they walked into a grand hall, Gwen stood behind Arthur, she wanted to run out, she didn't feel ready. She had hoped that they would spend a few days in town and have seen him from a distance, not to be this close.
As they entered Gwen heard Arthur gasp, she couldn't look around.
At the back of this Grand hall sat the King and around him he had four older men at his side, Arthur presumed that they were advisors, he paid no attention to them but looked at the King. The King was a fairly tall man, medium build with short dark hair...his face seemed to tell the tale of the hard years that passed, but when he looked at his eyes he could not believe it, it was like looking into Guinevere's.
"Sir Gwain" the King approached him slowly, he was obviously surprised to see him...but seemed delighted.
"Sire, it is good to see you" he greeted him.
"I did not expect to see you again....although of course you are welcome" he looked up at the faces around him.
"And who are your friends?" he smiled at Arthur.
Sir Gwain turned around but could just see a strand of Guinevere's hair behind Arthur.
"This is Sir Leon my nephew and my friends, Merlin, Lady Morgana and" he turned to gesture to Arthur.
"Prince Arthur" At this the King looked intrigued.
"Prince Arthur of..." the King enquired.
"Camelot" Arthur stood tall.
The king looked surprised "Uther's son, I am surprised to see you here.....Did Uther send you?" Uther and Leodegrance's did not see eye to eye at all.
He looked at Arthur intently "My father is not aware of my visit" this caused the King to laugh.
"You are welcome here of course" as he looked at Arthur, he noticed a curl of hair over his shoulder.
"And who is your shy companion?" he said looking at Arthur.
Arthur sighed and stepped aside revealing Guinevere. The king looked at the stranger and when he at her face and into her eyes, he felt like he had been stabbed in the chest. His knees went weak and Sir Leon held him up and Fera grabbed the other side.
When Gwen's eyes met his she wanted to run out of the hall, but her legs betrayed her and she just stood there unable to speak, this man he looked so strange yet so familiar...she couldn't breathe. Arthur, Morgana and Merlin instinctively stood closer to her.
"Sire are you alright?" but the words fell on deaf ears, he was focussed on the lady in front of him as if he had walked into a dream.
"Am I dreaming?" he asked tears welling up in his eyes, he made his way shakily closer to her, afraid to take his eyes of her, as if he closed his eyes she would disappear.
"No sire" Sir Gwain spoke.
"What is your name?" he asked weakly getting slowly nearer to her, he saw so many emotions run through her eyes that he slowed his approach to not frighten her.
Arthur squeezed her hand to encourage her but words could not escape her lips.
"Guinevere" Arthur spoke for her.
The King raised his shaking hand and touched her face "Can it be you....am I dreaming?" He looked so close in her eyes and Gwen did not break the look either.
"Oh my Guinevere" he cried and placed his arms tightly around her in a hug.
Guinevere felt numb......she couldn't cry, she couldn't do anything....she felt like she couldn't breathe her body shaking. She finally snapped and broke free from his arms, running out of the hall, Arthur immediately ran after her.
"Guinevere" she heard the King cry her name.
Gwen ran, she didn't care where...the reality of what had just happened hit her like an arrow through her chest, she couldn't breathe in there, she needed to run, needed to go back into the streets to become just a face amongst the crowd and think...she needed air. She couldn't find her way out to the town so she ran upstairs, down corridors until her breath stopped her from running and her vision spun and darkness found her.
Shortly after Arthur was by her side a small pool of blood trickled from her head, Fera next to find her.
She was still breathing but unconscious "I shall fetch the physician" and off he ran.
Arthur knew better than to move her, so he just stroked her face "Guinevere". Arthur always knew Guinevere had an inner nobility about her, he just did not think that it would be this.
An old gentleman with a very long beard and wild eyebrows came around the corner with Fera leading.
"Oh my" he leant down to check on Gwen.... "Can someone please carry her to my room?" before Fera had a chance Arthur had her in his arms.
"I shall follow" the Physician lead him to his room, inside much like Gauis's room there were hundreds of bottles all different colours.
"Please place her here" Arthur gently laid her down and stepped back but his hand never left her.
The Physician wafted some smelling salts under her nose and Gwen's eyes fluttered open.
"Please do not move dear....you have hit your head" she looked confused and her eyes scanned the scene an old gentleman, a pain in her head and then her eyes fixed on Arthurs and the rest fitted into place and she sighed.
The king came in with Morgana, Merlin, Leon and Gwain.
"Guinevere is she alright?" the King demanded.
The physician turned to the crowd "She will be if we don't over crowd her" his eyebrows raised.
"I think she needs some space, if you do not mind" the physician had no fear of the King. They all grumbled and moaned as they were ushered out.
"I want an update Sedryn!" was the king's final words and the door closed. Sedryn looked at the two men left.
"You too!" he said staring at them both, Fera left immediately, but Arthur didn't budge and folded his arms, they eyed each other up for a minute neither breaking eye contact.
Gwen was grateful that the physician had cleared the room but didn't really want Arthur to leave.
He sighed "Ok you can stay, but sit over there" he gestured to an old chair. Gwen smiled at Arthur and he squeezed her hand and did as the Physician had said, grateful that he could stay.
He helped Gwen to sit up and she watched him hobble around picking up bits of cloth and filling a bowl with water. When he came back he looked in her eyes and smiled. He had been in the hall when Guinevere had arrived and knew straightaway that she was the lost daughter or Camelaird.
He soaked the bit of cloth, but before he placed it near the small cut on her head "This may sting"
"Thank you".
"This must be a lot of you to take in" he said quietly, causing Arthur to lean in a little.
Gwen closed her eyes as the pain went through her head.
"I was there at your birth you know!" she opened her eyes and looked into his, his eyes were the most amazing green, they sparkled with such wisdom.
"I feel like I am dreaming" her voice was broken when she spoke.
"I expect you do..this must be difficult for you?"
"Difficult, yes....I had a life, a father, this is so confusing" she spoke softly.
The old man thought on her words and stroked his long white beard in his hand.
"Sometimes life is not always a straight path, but everything ends up in the right place in the end"
"Is there any chance it is not me" she knew it was a silly question, once she lay eyes on him every fibre of her being knew it was true, that she was indeed his daughter.
He placed his hand on hers "You are his daughter, I have no doubt in that.... the same eyes as your father and you are graced with the same beauty as your mother" He stroked his beard again if thinking whether to say anything more. "For you this is new, but for the King, he has dreamed of this moment nigh onto 20 years"
She had so many questions, so many things to say..but now was not the time. Her life may have had a good father in it, but her real father had been stolen of the opportunity to bring her up.
"Thank you" she squeezed the old physicians hand.
Arthur came over to her side and helped her stand.
"You must rest...and come back to see me" he hobbled over to the door and opened it.
Arthur took Guinevere's hand and led her out of the door "How are you feeling?" he asked.
"Overwhelmed and embarrassed" she said as her eyes drifted along the corridor and met the concerned looks of friends and strangers including King Leodegrance. Morgana was to her first and pulled her into a gentle hug and then the others followed.
The king remained as an observer as they all hugged her, he did not know how to approach her, where to start. When they had finished hugging her, she moved away from them and went to the King, she felt like she was dreaming walking to him, but she needed to say something.
She bowed at the King "Sire, I am sorry for my actions earlier....there are many words to be spoken, many questions to be asked, but I ask that I may take some time to freshen up and gather my thoughts" she did not feel ready for talking to him, her mind swam with feelings and her head throbbed.
"Of course, Guinevere... you must rest and you must be hungry" he gestured to Fera.
"You should all rest, I hope that I will have the opportunity of your company tonight, or of course whenever you would like" he wanted to talk to her now, to not spend any moment apart...too much time had already been lost for him, but he realised for her it was all new. Gwain had told him that much.
"Thank you my lord"
Fera led them away to their chambers and Gwen took one final look back to the king.
The others had been led to their chambers and Arthur had reluctantly left Gwen to be taken to hers, when she arrived a young maid was waiting for her.
"My lady" she curtsied. The whole castle now knew of the arrival of Guinevere.
Fera escorted her into her room "I hope you will be comfortable here"
"Thank you" Gwen spoke quietly, when the door shut she looked around, the room was massive and grander than any she had ever seen. Her bed was big enough to fit 10 people in at least, she noticed the young maid waiting for her.
She felt awkward in this grand room, with the maid looking at her as if waiting for an instruction.
"My name is Guinevere, but please call me Gwen....what is your name?" she knew the girl was probably well aware of who she was.
"Sally My Lady" she curtsied again, this was all too strange for Gwen to take in.
"Thank you Sally, please call me Gwen"
The maid looked surprised "But My Lady, it is not appropriate"
Gwen smiled it sounded like something she would say... "You sound like me...I was also a maid, so please call me Gwen"
Sally looked shocked at first but composed herself.
"Of course My...Gwen, I will bring some refreshments"
"Thank you" when the maid left Gwen explored the room, the bath area alone was twice as big as her house. She thought back to her house and her heart ached to be there, to light the fire and read her book in the old chair her father made. But that was long gone and now she did not know where she could call home anymore.
Sally entered with refreshments and Gwen picked at the food, her appetite lost in a swirl of emotions.
"Is there something else I can get you?" concerned that the food she had brought was not to the princess's liking.
The maids word snapped Gwen out of her thoughts.
"Sorry my appetite seems to be lost" Gwen placed the grape she had been rolling around in her hand back on the plate and stepped away from the table.
The maid did not know what to say what words of comfort she could give.
"Would you mind if I have some time alone to gather my thoughts"
"Of course, if there is anything else you need please let me know" the maid bowed and reluctantly left Guinevere alone.
When the door closed Gwen looked out of the window, below the people of the town carried on about their business. She closed her eyes and imagined the first day she worked for Morgana, how excited she was to be working in the castle and how proud her father had been of her. She thought to her father, to sitting on his lap while he told her fairytales of Princesses and a tear fell down her face.
She never wanted for anything. They may not have had a grand house or always been able to afford wood for the fire, but they were happy, she was loved. And now she thought about the times he could have told her the truth and it made her angry... her father had saved her so she knew she had no right to be angry and she hated herself for it, he had died trying to give her a better life, she felt so confused. She hadn't expected to feel this way when she saw the King, to know instantly that he was a missing piece in her life...but she had, not just his eyes but everything about him made her feel connected to him, not just by knowing him but by something deeper...maybe the blood that ran through her veins.
She lay down on the grand bed and closed her eyes to think. Her face now covered in tears, she shook her head... 'no more tears' she wiped her face with her sleeve, took a deep breath and stood up, she had lay there for a few hours probably and needed to walk to get some air.
She opened the large wooden door, outside her room now stood two Guards who seemed surprised at her leaving. She smiled at them and walked down the corridor, they walked behind. She wanted to walk alone!
She walked to the end of the corridor and down some stairs, again they followed, she finally stopped and turned to face them.
"I am sure you have better things to be doing than following me?" Gwen asked, the men looked a little sheepish.
"We have our orders My Lady"
"I wanted to walk alone!" she knew it wasn't their fault, that the King probably wanted to make sure she was safe, but she just wanted peace and quiet. "Sorry, I know you are just doing your duties"
"Would you like to see the gardens?" the young man said causing the older one to elbow him to shut up.
Gwen smiled "I would love to" fresh air, that's what she needed.
The younger Guard led her along long corridors and through doors until finally they were outside. They walked through an arch in a wall. Gwen held her breath it was 'beautiful' . There were flowers everywhere all neatly arranged in every colour, she slowly walked down the path, the smell was intoxicating....as she reached the centre of the gardens there was a large pond and in the centre a beautiful statue of a girl with long flowing hair and in her hand a bird.
Gwen sat on the side of the pond and looked up to the clear sky.
"So how do you like your garden?" Merlin approached with a big smile on his face.
"It is hardly my garden...hello Merlin" she patted the space next to her, he sat down.
"Actually it is your garden, my new friends told me" Merlin pointed at the two guards who were following him. "It's called Guinevere's garden...and this is you" he pointed at the large statue in the middle.
Gwen shook her head she could not believe all this "I don't want all this.....I am so confused"
Merlin placed an arm around her "I bet you are, it's not every day you discover your 'e a long lost princess" she leaned her head on his shoulder.
"I have lost myself Merlin...I am ashamed of the thoughts that have run through my mind" Merlin reached out and took her hand.
"You know I consider you as one of my best friends...so as a best friend I think you should open up to me..you never know it might help..... stranger things have happened" at this Gwen chuckled.
"You always help" Merlin stood up and offered her his arm.
"Then my lady shall we walk" she took hold of his arm and walked along the Gardens. They remained in silence the guards following.
"This is the part where you talk" Merlin encouraged.
Gwen looked back at the four guards, Merlin stopped and turned to them.
"Is there any exit at the end of the garden?" he asked one of the guards.
"Only one gate, which is always locked" the older Guard said.
"Well then we have nowhere to go, so you could wait here while we walk"
The guards looked at each other uneasy.
"Please" Guinevere added, at her speaking the older man nodded and Merlin and Gwen turned and walked away, just checking once that they were not followed.
"I have never had personal guards before.... I even have my own servant" Merlin joked.
Gwen smiled he always saw the bright side to everything.
"Talk to me Gwen" Merlin squeezed her arm.
"I feel so many things...I don't know where to start" she sighed.
"Just start!" Merlin led her over to a bench, he sat down but she did not she paced up and down in from of him.
"I am ANGRY Merlin" her voice broke.....she paced and continued "ANGRY at my FATHER for not telling me for not saying that I was not his to claim" she kicked the ground.
Merlin let her continue; he knew how hard Gwen found it to open up.
"I have been a fool Merlin I should have spotted it before...he always said to me "I prayed for you and you came, the perfect little gift"...I always thought he meant born but he did not. He never mentioned my mother I thought that was out of grief, not lack of one... I know he meant well but WHY DIDN'T HE TELL ME" her voice broke and the tears started falling, Merlin was by her side immediately and pulled her into a hug.
She sobbed into his shoulder "I am sure he thought you were abandoned..and if he told you he may fear of losing you" Gwen looked at him.
" No matter what he thought Merlin, he should have confided in me...and now I find out all of this, I know he probably didn't know the circumstances of my arrival to him, but he should have allowed me the choice to find out the truth. I feel awful for being angry, he died trying to provide me a better life, he loved me and I loved him" her tears began to fall again and Merlin wiped them away with his sleeve.
"You have every right to be angry"
"I shouldn't be angry at my Father, I shouldn't be angry at anyone but the people who stole me away from here. It is just that the man up there 'the king', he has suffered because of what has passed, He has waited all this time for me and I don't know where to start... I don't even know if I can call him father...I had one in every sense but in blood" she hugged Merlin to protect him from seeing the fresh tears.
"No one expects you to start calling him father, you just need to take it slow, to get to know each other.... the rest will fall into place".
"What happens if we don't get on" Merlin pulled her back so he could see her face.
"Gwen, you are the most wonderful person I know...he will love you, we all do" he loved her very much.
Gwen kissed him on the cheek and Merlin wiped the tears from her face.
"Thank you Merlin"
"Anytime, remember you are not alone in this, we are all with you every step of the way....and plus if you would have not come to Camelot you would have not met me...so let's remember that!"
Gwen smiled "You just like the servant don't you!" she teased, her face awash with tears.
Merlin laughed "Hmmm Yes and the large bath"
Merlin always had a way of making everything seem ok, he was a true friend.
"We should go back" Merlin asked, Gwen looked up at the sky, the sun had almost set.
She wiped her face once more and took a few deep breaths "After you My Lord" at this Merlin laughed.
"Do you think I could get knighted....Sir Merlin, has a good ring to it don't you think?"
They walked back chatting, she felt a little better now she had aired her thoughts. Still nervous about seeing the King again but at least she could breathe now.
Merlin walked Gwen back to her chambers "Shall I see you at dinner?" he asked hopefully.
"I think so" he kissed her on the cheek and left. She hadn't decided if she could face him yet.
When Gwen entered her chambers Sally was waiting for her looking worried.
"My lady..you have returned"
"I went for a walk" Gwen looked around and on the bed Sally had laid out five beautiful dresses all fit for royalty, she felt the material and took her hands away.
"These are for you my lady" Gwen did not answer she just stared at the dresses "Prince Arthur also came by, twice...he was very concerned about you"
"He is very kind" she rolled around the ring on her finger, just to prove she was lucky enough to be intended for him. Gwen looked down at her clothes and looked at the dresses on the bed .
If she was going to be a princess to Arthur or to King Leodegrance she needed to at least dress like one, she grabbed the purple dress , the material felt too luxurious in her calloused hands but the colour was perfect.
Sally smiled and helped Guinevere get ready. As she tied up the final part of the dress, it fitted perfectly to her body, it was the most beautiful dress she had ever seen. The V neck exposed her chest a little too much for her liking and the centre of the dress the material gathered and a lighter purple silk flowed down the front that was adorned in jewels, the sleeves of the dress fit perfectly on her arms as if made for her.
"You look beautiful" Sally said looking at Gwen, she really did look like a princess.
"Thank you" she looked at herself in the mirror again, she looked the part 'Princess Guinevere' but inside she was still just a servant.
She thought about how simple her life was years ago, how she used to enjoy walking to Camelot before sunrise watching as the town started to become alive, or how she enjoyed being a servant and she knew how silly that sounded. But there was something wonderful about making the perfect bed or making Morgana her favourite breakfast causing her to smile. She thought about how she used to love watching the feasts from behind the scenes, all the ladies in their beautiful dresses floating around the dance floor, how perfect they looked...but now she was in these clothes and she felt like an imposter.
A knock at the door broke her out of her thoughts.
Sally answered only to find Prince Arthur standing there "Is she back?".
Gwen watched as a faint blush tainted the young maid's cheeks. Arthur had that affect on all the servants and ladies of Camelot, probably every lady with good eyes.
"She is Sire" before Sally had chance to tell her who it was, he had come barged past and was in the chambers.
Arthur looked at Gwen, his eyes filled with concern "Where have you been I was worried?"
Gwen lowered her head slightly, she didn't like causing him concern "Sorry", when she looked up and their eyes met it was like the whole world disappeared.
Arthur slowly made his way to her, his eyes never leaving hers. The air now thick with love and passion causing the young maid to blush, she felt like she was witnessing an intimate moment between man and wife, she quickly made her unheard excuses to leave.
Once the door closed, Gwen found herself in the arms of Arthur, he held her tight and kissed her hair "I was worried about you!"
"Sorry...I needed some air" he pulled apart from her and looked at her taking in her face, he placed a gentle kiss on her lips.
"This is all a bit too much, I suspect"
"Yes...way too much" he stood back from her and looked at her up and down taking in her new dress.
"You look beautiful" he looked a little disgruntled and she could sense there was something else.
"But?" she asked.
He ran his hand through his golden hair "Isn't it a bit revealing?" He gulped as he looked at her exposed chest, he didn't like the thought of all the other men looking at her and if he was honest he loved her other dresses.
"You don't like it?" she felt suddenly very exposed.
He placed a hand on her cheek "You look beautiful, but I prefer your other dresses" at this Guinevere laughed.
"There's no need to laugh at me....I loved you the way you were not all Princesseyfied"
"Is princesseyfied even a word!" at this they both laughed.
He stroked a curl away from her face "I love you....you would look beautiful to me in an old rag"
She blushed at this, how could she be so lucky with this perfect man, she corrected herself perfect prince. "You are far too kind...I should change then?"
Arthur sighed "No...you look perfect, I just don't like the thought of other men seeing too much of you"
She stood on her toes and kissed his lips "I am yours...that is all that matters"
"And I am yours my love" he placed another tender kiss on her lips. "Where did you go this afternoon?" he asked, he had searched everywhere for her and wanted to know.
"I went for a walk in the gardens and met Merlin...we talked for a long while and it really helped"
"How are you feeling about all this?" he felt bad for not being there when she needed to talk, he should never have left her.
"Better...I mean I am still confused, shocked and angry, but there is no point in hiding from it, I need to just take it slow" at her words Arthur raised her hand to his mouth and kissed it, causing Gwen to close her eyes.
"It is a lot to take in" he walked her over and sat her down.
"Yes..this last month or so has been..." she replied looking at their entwined fingers.
"The last month has been the happiest of my life" Arthur interrupted.
Gwen kissed his hand "And mine too...it's just from being just a servant, to running away with a handsome prince to finding out your are a princess is just a little too... fairytale"
"You have never been just a servant to me...but thank you for thinking I am handsome"
"I would imagine all females think you handsome" she rolled her eyes.
"When are you going to understand...you are the only female I seek a good opinion from" at this Gwen laughed.
"Then I am the luckiest female alive" she replied placing a simple kiss on his cheek.
"You think all the luck befalls on your side?" he asked, he always knew Guinevere's opinion of herself was not as others saw it.
"Mostly yes"
Arthur shook his head "Then you must have hit you head harder than I thought...the luck is all on my side".
A knock at the door stopped them just before they kissed.
Arthur stood and opened it, at the door stood Fera who seemed surprised to see him.
"Sire" Arthur smiled at his shock expression and opened the door to let him in.
"My lady" his eyes scanned her and he looked away, mainly because Arthur's intense stare he could feel on him, she looked beautiful.
Guinevere stood up "Hello Fera"
"The King has asked if you would like to join us for dinner?"
"Yes" her words made Fera smile.
"May I lead you to the dining hall?" he had actually been asked to escort her, but he could see there was no need as Arthur had already offered her his arm.
"Thank you" Fera led Arthur and Guinevere out of the room.
As they approached the large wooden doors Arthur held her tighter as if he could hear her heart beating faster. "It is going to be alright" he whispered.
Gwen felt like her throat had disappeared as the double doors opened. She breathed a sigh of relief noticing there was not as many people as she thought.
The King smiled and came over to greet her "Guinevere I am very pleased to see you, my dear" his eyes sparkled as they met hers.
"Thank you my lord" This was all too strange, a few days ago everything was fairly simple now she felt like her whole life had been turned upside down.
"May I escort you to your place?" Arthur gave her to him
At the top of the table all the Kings advisors sat and down the centre a large table housed Sir Gwain, Leon, Morgana, Merlin, Fera and a few other men she did not know.
Arthur sat next to her and he watched as she pushed her food around the plate. The rest of the table silent the air thick.
Fera watched as everyone concentrated on eating and decided to break the silence.
"I hear you are an excellent Swordsman Sire" he spoke to Arthur.
"Don't tell him that, he will get a bigger head than normal" Morgana joked causing the King to laugh and Arthur to look annoyed.
"Thank you Morgana!"
"I would like to show you and Sir Leon our training ground, if that would interest you?"
Arthurs eyes lit up "I would like that very much"
"And I too" Sir Leon spoke up.
Soon the conversations continued talking of battles and training and everyone joined in. Gwen remained silent but enjoyed how easily they all got on. She didn't know where to start in talking to the King.
"Eat" Arthur spoke to Gwen quietly and placed a hand on hers.
The King watched their interaction; it wasn't too hard to see where Guinevere's heart lay, even without the large ring placed on her finger he would have known. He did not know this man and wasn't too sure if he approved, or if it really mattered what he thought. He watched as she started eating.
"Did you find your chambers suitable?" The King asked.
"Yes thank you"
"I am glad to hear it" neither of them knew where to start with the conversation, what to say.
"The guards were kind enough to show me the gardens....I have not seen so many flowers"
The King smiled "I am glad you liked your garden"
"Thank you...they are beautiful the finest I have ever seen"
"Perhaps after dinner, we could take a turn in the gardens, if you would like?" The king asked hopefully, he wanted to find out all about her life. He hadn't had the opportunity to find out from anyone else.
Gwen's stomach disappeared and Arthur placed a hand on her arm instantly calming her.
"I would like that" her voice high, her words caused him to smile.
"Excellent".
The rest of the meal passed by too quickly for Gwen's liking, the conversation had been fairly comfortable between the guests, although she had hardly spoken her mind turned to her walk with the King.
When the meal ended the King stood and offered his arm for Guinevere. Everyone stood up and she was lead out of the hall looking at Arthur on the way out, he gave her an encouraging smile.
They walked in silence until they reached the Gardens, it looked even better at night, the moon high above in the sky lighting their path and as they walked through the arch. Torches had been light lighting the way to the fountain.
"Your mother designed this for you...she used to call you her little flower" the King's eyes were filled with sadness.
"I am sorry" she wasn't ready to know the fate of her mother yet.
The King laughed "You have nothing to be sorry for my dear" he walked over and gestured for her to sit and he joined her.
"Sir Gwain said you believed another man was your father, until recently... this must be difficult" he would be lying if the thought of another man looking after her did not make him angry, but at least she was safe
"Yes my father Tom brought me up, he was a blacksmith...When Gwain first told me of you, I couldn't believe it, I guess I didn't until this morning!" she fiddled with her hands on her lap, this was awkward.
He cleared his throat "You still made the journey, may I ask why?...Or did Gwain convince you?"
"Something inside told me I needed to come" her throat became tight.
The King sighed "I have a lot to thank Gwain and you for....I have dreamed of this moment for a very long time, too long"
"May I ask you Sire, why you did not lose faith" she spoke quietly, from what everyone was saying he never gave up.
"I knew in here" he placed his hand on his heart "One day you would return...I will not pretend I did not lose faith at certain points.... but I always found it again."
A single tear had fallen down Gwen's cheek and she looked away.
The King changed the subject, he wanted to ask her many questions to talk all night, but he did not want to over whelm her, so he lightened the conversation. He hoped there would be plenty of time to talk if she wanted to.
"My council are calling for a feast in your honour!"
"A feast!....I am not used to such things, I am more used to serving at them than being the guest of honour"
The King tried not to look surprised after all her clothes had been that of a servant.
"I will not pretend the thought of my daughter serving, does not upset me......I am sorry I failed to find you" he spoke quietly, lowering his head.
"Failed me no...it is I who have failed, I should have known inside the truth, but I did not" she dipped her head, she wondered if the tiny memories so easily accessible now, should have caused her to ask the right questions to know that everything was not as it seems.
"Guinevere...no blame could every fall on you" he squeezed her hand and Gwen felt a warmth of feeling there.
"Then perhaps it best if we look not to the past, but to the future" she needed to think of the future, she had no reason to regret the past, on her part she had been loved and found the love of a perfect man...life had been pretty good. The only regret she had was not having the opportunity to get to know her natural father or her mother..she felt sick at this thought.
"You are right my dear?" at this Gwen smiled.
A silence passed between them, Guinevere was surprised how at ease she felt in his company.
"I see you are intended to Prince Arthur" the king gestured to the ring on her finger.
"Yes" she quietly replied.
He couldn't help what he said next "I always imagined I would be able to choose your suitor.....but it appears that has already been done....I would never have thought a son of Uther Pendragon to capture your heart, although my opinion I am sure does not matter" Gwen sighed at the look of distain on his face...she knew Uther managed to bring out the worst in people's opinions and that Arthur had been forced to suffer the bad opinion of many because of his father.
"I believe sire if you would have a thousand suitable men here I would have picked Arthur...he has been lucky enough to turn out nothing like his father" at this the king laughed.
"If you have approved, then I must....I would of course like to get to know him, but for now perhaps I should get to know my own daughter"
"And I would like to get to know you"
He smiled and squeezed her hand.
Gwen felt a yawn coming on, the day's events catching up on her.
"You must be exhausted"
"I am fine"
The King laughed "You are not...let me escort you back to your chambers" he stood and offered her his arm.
"Thank you" they walked back in relative silence the King's guards following behind.
When they arrived at her chambers the King turned to her.
"I look forward to continuing our conversation tomorrow?" he didn't really want to leave her but he felt exhausted himself, the weight of the days events playing heavily on his mind. He wasn't too sure if he was dreaming, if he would wake to find his mind had played a cruel trick.
Gwen looked into her natural fathers eyes, his face pail with years of worry "I look forward to spending many days talking with you"
His eyes watered as though the tears were about to start to fall and he kissed her hand and wordlessly walked away.
When she entered her chambers, she found Arthur sitting in her chair reading a book, they were alone.
He stood up immediately and came to her side, she held him close and sighed in relief.
"How did it go?"
"Well...he would like to get to know me and you"
Arthur gulped the thought of seeking approval from him to wed his daughter had of course not crossed his mind.
Gwen pulled away from him as if answering his thoughts "He will love you as I do"
"I hope so...otherwise we will have to escape another kingdom" at this Gwen smiled.
"His approval is not needed" she said stroking this face.
"But it would be nice" he said leaning down and kissing her.
Arthur stayed with her till she fell asleep, the day's events had been hard on her and he wanted to make sure he was there for support.
Gwen woke when she heard cluttering around she felt the silk sheets between her fingers and looked around, she had not been dreaming.
"Good morning my lady" the maid smiled.
"Good morning Sally" she slowly got herself up, she had fallen asleep fully dressed, her once perfect gown now wrinkled. She had talked to Arthur until she fell asleep in his arms, she had forgotten to change.
"I am sorry" Gwen said looking at her wrinkled dress.
"No matter, that Prince Arthur is very protective, I tried to tell him he could not wait in your chambers and that I will wait, but he would have none of it" she laughed placing out her breakfast on the table.
Gwen laughed "Sorry about that"
"Nothing to be sorry for, it is very romantic" she gushed.
"Would you mind not mentioning his visits to others" She doubted the King would understand innocent late night visits to her chambers.
"I would never...what you get up to in the privacy of your chambers is up to you" at this Gwen blushed.
"We get up to nothing but talking" well mostly talking she thought.
"I did not mean to accuse merely state that you can trust me"
"Thank you , that means a lot" at her words the maid smiled.
She ate her breakfast and got dressed for the day ahead.
The next week went well, she spent most of her days in the company of the king, she talked to him for hours. Parts of their conversations had been hard to take and often both would end up in tears, like the fact that her mother had died a year after her kidnapping, he had said of a broken heart. From his description of her she sounded wonderful and kind and she felt the pain of not knowing a mother touch.
Gwen had told him about her life, about her love of Prince Arthur and how he had given it all up for her. The King had admired the fact that Arthur had stood up for his daughter and that that event had brought them together. She had also talked about Tom about their life together and her anger and guilt at what had passed now, he listened well and offered words of support.
She found her father to be a kind and honest man who did not mix his words, which she respected. He had talked of his angry for the time lost between them and for not having the opportunity to bring her up.
It felt strange for her, a few days ago this was all new, a shock, but now talking with him she felt so at ease. She really thought their conversations would be difficult and although it was to start with, the conversation soon flowed. She had initial concerns that there would be no common ground there, a servant and a king..but they were similar in a lot of ways and that became more apparent as the days passed. He did not act like any King she had met, he had not tried to impress his opinions on her, or act with distain at the life she had led, he merely accepted her as she was.
They spent most of the days talking alone until the sun began to set over the hills only stopping when Gwen noticed her father's tired expression.
She hadn't really had chance to spend much time with Morgana and the others, but they had kept amused. Morgana and Merlin spent days exploring the castle and town and Arthur, Leon and Gwain had been training and hunting. Sir Gwain even won a few practises taking a few of the younger ones down.
And during the nights Arthur and Gwen would get their time together, alone in her chambers and thanks to Sally no one else seemed aware.
As the sun rose above Cameliard Arthur walked out onto the eastern balcony, there was the best view of the city from this point. Guinevere had told him that the King wanted to get to know him today so he hadn't slept well all night. He really wanted the King to approve of his marriage to Guinevere, he knew it was not a necessity, but he still felt the need to have it.
"This is my favourite view" Arthur tuned to see King Leodegrance approaching him.
"Good morning Sire" They both turned to look at the view.
"I have been meaning to talk to you" at his words Arthur felt sick.
"Of course".
The King sighed, "My daughter obviously cares a great deal for you"
"And I for her"
"I must admit I hear conflicting opinions on what kind of man you are!" at Arthurs silence he continued on "Some people I hear find you to be a proud, arrogant and pig headed.....but my daughters opinion of you is very different and more glowing"
At this Arthur shook his head Guinevere had been right he doesn't mix his words "I believe the first would have been true a few years ago, but your daughter changed me and I would like to believe I am now a better man".
Guinevere had overheard the conversation she could not believe what her father was saying "Words alone cannot change a man" at this they both turned to see her approach.
Her father looked a little embarrassed and Arthur looked relieved.
"No...but you did change me for the better Guinevere" she approached the king and kissed him on the cheek and Arthur kissed her hand.
"I did warn you he didn't mix his words, although I did not believe he could be rude!" at this the king looked a little guilty.
"I did not mean to be rude dear, I merely wanted get to know my future Son"
"No offense was caused; I appreciate straight talking" at this the King smiled and so did Guinevere.
"You are probably used to it with me" Guinevere responded causing them all to laugh.
"Well then shall we commit to speak openly to one and another" The King replied and they all walked together.
They walked towards through the castle, Guinevere holding into Arthurs arm. The King asking Arthur very direct questions along the way, he asked about his life in Camelot and about his father. The conversation about his father had been difficult, although he did not always agree with the way his father ran Camelot he did care about him.
"You say you do not believe in your fathers style of ruling, how would yours differ?"
"Well I believe that all people should be treated equally, that being King means to rule your people with respect and honour and not out of fear and hate. That a king should be fair but firm and have the flexibility to change his beliefs when necessary and with the guidance of others" he looked at Guinevere and kissed her hand.
The King looked impressed "I would definitely like to talk more on this subject with you, but for now I believe lunch is in order"
They walked back into the castle and once the straight talking questions had finished lunch seemed to be a more relaxed affair, even laughing together.
"That went well" Gwen whispered as her Father talked to Sir Pervelas.
"Do you think so?" he felt like he had been interrogated and he was not too sure what the King thought of him.
"Yes I do" she said rubbing his arm.
Morgana wanted Guinevere to come with her to sort out a dress for the feast tonight, so she reluctantly left Arthur with her father.
Arthur didn't know how to approach the subject, he wanted to ask him permission for Guinevere's hand.
"Something on your mind?" the King enquired as everyone started to leave to go about their business.
"Actually sire there is"
"Well then shall we walk"
They walked in silence for a while until Arthur found the right words to talk to him.
"Sire, I realise that this has not done in the right order...but I would like to ask for your blessing to wed Guinevere"
The King looked at Arthur for a moment.
"My daughters love for you in clear, if you would have asked me a week ago if I wanted my daughter to marry Uther Pendragon's son I would have refused" Arthur felt sick at this. "But now, having talked to my daughter and to your good self, I believe you are a far better man than your father, in mind and heart, so I give my blessing....on one condition!"
Arthur smile was so wide, even the King had to smile.
"Anything"
"Keep her heart safe, for hers is now entwined with mine" he liked Arthur and knew he would treat her well.
"I could not do anything but, Guinevere is the air that I breath sire, I could never harm her" the King placed his hand on Arthur shoulder.
"Thank you Arthur..... may I ask will you inform your father of the change in Guinevere's past and your intended marriage?" Arthurs smile quickly and a frown replaced it.
"I believe not sire, my father would not give his blessing before and I do not seek it now. If he was to attend our union it would be because he has accepted our love for each other...not because her title now makes it acceptable for him to do so"
"Very well, as to the details of the wedding I believe it best to leave that to the ladies"
"Yes, Guinevere is nervous about the feast tonight I would not want to overwhelm her with anything else"
"Ah yes, she has mentioned her fear of dancing" at this they both laughed.
A guard came out "My lord, the council are ready "
"Arthur would you like to join me at our council meeting; I would like to hear your views on our affairs?"
"I would be honoured my lord"
The rest of the day went fast, Arthur had enjoyed the council meeting and they seemed to have liked some of his suggestions, all in all it had been a great day.
He couldn't wait to dance with Guinevere, it would be the first time they had danced together. He used to watch her serving as he was forced to dance with the ladies of the court and wonder what it would feel like to dance with her.
Guinevere and Morgana had spent the last few hours trying on dresses and now she would definitely look the part, but acting it was very different. Merlin had offered his services to practice dancing. Her father had taught her to dance and after watching Morgana and Arthur enough times, she hoped she would be alright, but she wanted to be sure.
"Oh Merlin, I am awful at this" she cried, they had been dancing for an hour and she was no better.
"Not awful, more painful" he moaned as he held onto his foot.
"Sorry Merlin" She slumped on the bed, he pulled her back up
"Let's try again" she was concentrating so hard on the dancing that she did not hear Arthur knock and enter, he watched with amusement as she stood on Merlin's toe again.
"Owww" Merlin shouted
Arthur approached "You know some people say the key to a good dancer, is the right partner"
Merlin shot him a dirty look and Gwen just looked embarrassed that he had seen her dance.
"Be my Guest" Merlin sighed and sat on the bed, rubbing his bruised foot.
"May I.... now I want you to just concentrate on us only" he took Guinevere's hand and she looked into his blue eyes, somehow they had started moving, but she was too busy looking at him to think about what her feet were doing.
Merlin looked in amazement as he twirled Guinevere around; he had seen Arthur dance before but never so well.
He spun her round and pulled her back into his arms.
"Better" he smiled and she snapped out of her trance.
"You did it" she laughed, she had danced.
"No we did it" he replied and spun her round and dipped her into a kiss, at this Merlin pretended to be sick making them turn around.
"Please, not this again" they all laughed and Sally entered, she was used to finding Arthur in Guinevere's chambers but now Merlin!
"We should all get ready" Arthur kissed her on the cheek
"Thank you both" Gwen replied her head still spinning from the feel of Arthurs lips on hers.
The feast
Guinevere looked in the mirror, the king had given her a crown which now sat awkwardly on her head. She felt silly with a crown on her head.
The King escorted her down to the main hall.
"It will be fine....you look beautiful"
"I don't feel like a princess" she blurted out, causing the king to sigh.
"Oh but my dear you are, a princess is not just about fine jewels and pretty dresses, it's about being the heart of your people, about acting with grace and honesty, it's about so much more...all of these qualities you have and much more" he turned to face her and a tear graced her cheek.
He wiped it away with his hand "Thank you"
"Now...are you ready?" at this Gwen took a few deep breaths and stood tall and nodded.
The doors were opened and inside hundreds of strange faces stood and bowed as they entered, the tables adorned with food. Her legs felt weak, she focused on Arthur, he smiled and she felt strong again.
The feast went well; toasts were made to her and to the pending marriage, causing both Guinevere and Arthur to smile. A jester performed magic during the feast...causing Merlin and Morgana to both smile...Gwen knew how special they were, even if she had never had it confirmed by them.
"You allow Magic here?" Arthur asked.
"Yes..I believe every talent has a good and bad side, Magic is no different"
"I believe you are right?" Gwen spoke looking at Merlin and Morgana.
Arthur listened to the King's and smiled, although his experiences with Magic had all been negative, he held out hope that not all people with that gift would mean harm.
At the end of the meal they were led to another grand hall adorned with candles and the most beautiful singing could be heard, at the back of the hall stood an older lady with golden hair, her voice, she had never heard anything like it, it was beautiful.
"May I secure the first dance" her father said, Gwen went pail, she hadn't thought about dancing with anyone but Arthur.
"That would be lovely, but I warn you now many a toe has been broken before" she said quietly at this the King laughed, causing everyone to look around.
"I think I will take the risk" he replied taking her hand and leading her to the centre room.
Gwen's legs felt weak, everyone just stood at the sides watching.
'Just focus on my father' she thought, following Arthurs advice, she did just that and talked during the whole dance, to stop her thinking about her feet.
She managed to not to tread on his feet "As much as I enjoy our conversations, perhaps next time we should listen to the music, I seemed to miss all the timings" he teased and they both laughed.
Arthur approached them both "May I request the next dance?"
Gwen smiled "As long as you are not adverse to talking or trodden feet?"
He laughed and took her hand and led her to the floor.
Again everyone crowded around them to watch, her legs felt weak again and she looked at her feet.
Arthur tilted her chin to look at him and she did, this time she didn't talk she just looked into his perfect blue eyes and then they danced, no talking needed. She glided around the dance floor with perfect ease and back into his arms, when the dance stopped she realised that most people were now dancing with them.
The evening was a lot of fun and her father introduced her to everyone, they were all very lovely.
She had never seen Morgana laugh so much, she danced with everybody.
"So when's the big day" Morgana approached Gwen and Arthur.
Arthur looked at Guinevere also wanting to know the answer. The nights they spent together were making it harder to wait for their wedding night. She read his thoughts and smiled.
"As soon as you can arrange it" the King had approached now.
"You want me to arrange it?" Morgana jumped with excitement, she had started arranging the more low key affair but to arrange a large royal wedding.
She looked at the her father for approval, she didn't know all the formalities of these matters, he nodded in approval.
"Of course" Morgana pulled her into a hug, her mind swimming with all different thoughts.
"Now let's talk colours" she led Guinevere away to discuss the finer details of the union.
Over the next few weeks the whole castle was in turmoil arranging for the wedding.
Gwen felt nervous, from her small wedding it had now become a royal affair with too many people attending to even think about. Morgana had taken her job very seriously and Gwen had hardly seen Arthur at all. She decided to go out for a walk before she got caught up in everything again.
Merlin held the parchment in his hand as he read the final few lines he dropped it, those words played over and over in his head "I fear there is no hope for Camelot"
He picked up the parchment and ran through the castle in search of Arthur, he ran past Gwen.
"Merlin what's the matter" he needed to find Arthur, he found him in the middle of the council meeting.
"Merlin!...don't you knock" he looked at Merlin who was holding his hands on his sides, too out of breath to talk.
"Guinevere" she had ran in after him. Merlin just held up the parchment in his hand.
Arthur stood up and took it he read the letter and Gwen watched as he went pail.
"Arthur what is the matter, do not keep us waiting" King Leodegrance asked.
"Camelot is on the brink of war" his words were broken, the words of Gauis ringing through his ears.
"War! Who with?" the King demanded, Guinevere had also now read the parchment.
"King Odin" Guinevere replied.
"I believed Odin and Uther now allies, not enemies" The council started muttering as the King spoke.
"They were...it appears my father has executed his niece for withcraft" he hung his head in shame.
"Witchcraft?" one of the older men spoke.
"May we hear the letter" at this Arthur handed the parchment to the King. Uther had wrongly killed King Odin's nephew and their temperamental relationship had been ruined, and as Uther refused to offer an apology to Odin, he had made threats of war. The information received was that within the month Camelot will be attacked. Gauis had said that Uther had neglected in training new knights and that there army was undermined and that they felt there was no hope. He also mentioned that he did not want them to travel here, that a few more men could not beat the power of Odin's army.
"I must return home" Arthur looked at Guinevere, she knew he would and she would join him. No matter what had passed with the King the people of Camelot needed them.
"And I shall join you"
"NO" both the King and Arthur shouted making Guinevere step back.
Arthur softened his tone "I cannot fight with you by my side...you know that" he placed his hand on her cheek.
The King sighed, there was no point in asking Arthur not to go...it was his home.
"I will not leave you, we either go together or not at all!" she stood tall, she would rather die fighting with him than be left alone.
"We have no hope" Merlin spoke up.
Arthur shot him a dirty look.
"He is right" The king approached Arthur.
"If the information is correct, Camelot is doomed" he hated to be so negative but this was a difficult battle.
"Doomed or not I cannot sit here and watch the destruction of my home"
"You left your home did you not?" at the King's reply Arthur felt anger, not at the king but at himself for the first time the weight of his decision to leave weighed heavy on him.
"I may have done a selfish act...but does that mean I should condemn the men and women of Camelot to a certain death...my father may have brought death upon them, but I cannot stand by and do nothing!" the King closed his eyes thinking, he then opened them and placed his hand on his shoulder.
"Then you shall not go alone...Fera prepare the army and send word to the east tell them we have a battle to win!" Arthur smiled and so did Merlin. "Now the two conditions I have, Guinevere stays with me and you must come back safely"
"DO I not get a say in this!!" she had been pleased that Arthur was not going alone but had no intension of not being by his side.
Arthur turned to her "I cannot do this with you by my side...please Guinevere you know I cannot take you with me"
"I do not want to be without you" her eyes full of tears.
"And I you...but you must stay, knowing that you are hear safe will secure my return" she closed her eyes as she felt the brush of his hand on her cheek.
"I will stay...on two conditions" she opened her eyes.
"Anything" as long as she was not following him to war.
"You promise to come back....and I want to be your wife before you leave"
Arthur looked at the King "The earliest our army could be ready would be Wednesday, we shall arrange the festivities for tomorrow" this should still ensure that they arrive in Camelot in time.
"Agreed" he took her hand and kissed it.
Sir Gwain, Leon and Morgana soon found out the news...all equally as concerned and surprised. Morgana was not only worried about Camelot but even more stressed about moving the wedding forward a week. The rest of the day had been crazy and at the end of the evening she watched from her window as everyone prepared for the marriage and the pending war late into the night. She wanted to spend her time with Arthur, to help him...but Morgana had insisted it bad luck, a silly superstition, she had thought but did not want to take the risk.
Sally filled up her bath and she sat in there thinking about the day ahead. She listened to sally talk about weddings and only when she mentioned the wedding night did Guinevere listen.
As excited as she was to final be able to commit her body to Arthurs, she felt sick...all this teasing that she had done and now finally they were about do the deed. She ducked her head under the water...she doubted Arthur would feel this way, after all he was more experienced in such matters.
As Merlin helped Arthur shift some more armour.... "So the big day is finally here"
"Shut up Merlin" he tried to ignore him.
"Looking forward to the wedding night" at this Arthur dropped the swords he was carrying on the floor causing everyone to turn around.
"Shut UP MERLIN"
"You are nervous" he laughed and Arthur turned to face him about to threaten him. He thought about it, he was nervous, it's as though he had not had the company of other women when he was younger, it was just he had never been with anyone he loved before, or even remotely cared about, they were just nameless entertainment to keep his bed warm at night.
"It's ok to be nervous" Merlin placed his hand on his shoulders, he didn't know why he had started this conversation it's not as though he was an expert in this matter.
"SHUT UP MERLIN" he was not going to discuss his feelings with Merlin.
That evening Gwen couldn't sleep, she heard footsteps outside her door.
"Guinevere" it was Arthur, she got up and stood by the door.
"I can't open the door, Morgana locked me in afraid I would see you tonight" he leaned his head against the door. She had found that out by trying the door earlier in search of Arthur.
"I know..I just wanted to hear your voice" he placed his hand against the door and she did the same, as if she could see what he was doing.
"Couldn't sleep?" she asked
"No" their heads rested on the door.
"Me neither...I am worried for Camelot"
"Me too" he took a deep breath he needed to re-assure her "We will be fine, your father has a strong army, might even give the knights of Camelot something to fear"
"And I am nervous about tomorrow" she felt embarrassed for saying it, it was not marrying Arthur that worried her, well ok the wedding night did but it was the hundreds of people watching her.
"Just remember it's just you and me....no one else" he whispered.
"I love you" she stroked the wood door.
"And I love you" she heard him sigh, his voice tired.
"You must rest...please" he couldn't help but chuckle at her concern.
"Only if you do" she felt tired now, the sound of his voice made her feel safe.
"Agreed...good night my love"
"Good night Guinevere" he listened to her walk back to her bed and then walked to his own chambers, they both slept that night.
The wedding
The next morning she heard the door unlock and in came Sally and Morgana with breakfast and little wine.
"Wine for breakfast?" Gwen looked a little unsure.
"Good for the nerves" she handed her a goblet and Morgana and her ate and drank. They talked about anything but Camelot and the wedding and Gwen momentarily forgot the day ahead.
Sally helped her bathe and then Morgana fixed her hair. Morgana he had very definite ideas on how everything should look and to be honest Gwen was impressed, she had built her hair up high and placed long curls down her back.
The dress was next to be placed on her, as the soft gold material slipped onto her skin, she closed her eyes and thought of Arthur to stop her hands from shaking. When she opened her eyes the person she saw in the mirror was no longer Guinevere the servant but she looked like a princess, fit for any fairytale. The dress felt too beautiful to wear, the gold silk reached the floor and as the sun beamed through the windows the jewels that adorned the bodice sparkled. She lifted up her arm and admired the detail on the sleeve.
"You look beautiful" Morgana covered her mouth her eyes filled with tears.
For the first time in her life she felt beautiful, she stood tall and noticed how perfectly the dress fitted. "Thank you" She hugged Morgana, she had done all the work and had only seen the frame of the dress once, when it was fitted not how it was now.
"Oh one final touch" she carefully placed the gold crown on her head and then a long veil to her hair.
A knock at the door and her father entered he looked at the angel stood before him and his eyes filled with tears.
"You are beautiful...I never thought I would get to see this day" he held her tight and when he pulled back he wiped the tears that had now fallen, from her face.
"Thank you"
Morgana placed the veil over her head and checked to see if everything was perfect. Once satisfied she made her way down to the main hall.
Morgana smiled at Arthur as she entered, he looked fantastic and better than she had ever seen him at any official celebration. He looked like a King.
Guinevere stood outside the wooden doors to the main hall her legs felt like jelly.
"Are you ready?" he squeezed her hand and she took a few deep breaths, just me and Arthur she repeated over and over in her mind.
She nodded and the doors opened, the hall looked perfect, white roses scattered all along the floor and banners hung from the ceilings. She looked around the hall, the room was full of many unfamiliar faces and she felt grateful that the veil covered her face. With every step she made her legs felt weaker and weaker...the words of Arthur played in her head 'just you and me' she took a deep breath and stood tall, her eyes resting on her handsome prince and the rest of the room seemed to disappear.
The king guided her into the waiting hands of Prince Arthur... "You look Beautiful" his eyes filled with love.
"So do you" he laughed nervously.
The marriage ceremony seemed short, the words spoken perfect..and the rings placed on each others fingers finally confirmed their bond. She never took her eyes off of him and he kept his on hers... it had been a long hard journey to get to this moment and not even the pending war could ruin this perfect moment. A loud cheer brought her back to the event and Arthur lifted her veil above her head, he leaned her down and kissed her.
When he brought her back up they both laughed, tears filled their eyes and as she looked at her good friends they were all crying too. Morgana hugged Merlin and placed a kiss on his lips causing both of them to blush.
The celebrations went well and everyone enjoyed themselves, they danced until late at night, finally the time came for Arthur and Guinevere to spend their first night as husband and wife.
Morgana led Guinevere off to get ready bidding goodnight to all.
"I could not ask for a better son" King Leodegrance placed his hand on Arthur's shoulders.
"And I a better Father" he had grown very close to the King and had realised that they were similar in a lot of ways, he wished he had been able to share such common ground with his own father.
"I think you have a date" Merlin approached, Arthur gulped.
"May your evening be blessed" The King winked and Arthur felt heat rise in his cheeks.
Merlin walked him to the anti chamber, where he needed to get ready for the night ahead.
Morgana helped Guinevere out of her dress, she felt nervous. "Don't worry...Arthur probably doesn't know what he is doing anyway" she was trying to make her feel better.
"I am sure he does?" they both laughed nervously.
"You will be fine" Sally placed a robe on her and she felt a little underdressed.
Merlin helped Arthur into his robe "Sooo...got all your smooth moves ready"
Arthur burst out laughing "You really are!"
"Lovely, loyal, brilliant, smart...goodlooking" Arthur turned to him a smile on his face.
"An IDIOT"
Merlin laughed "Still...I am your best Idiot!"
"That you are!" Arthur sighed and placed his hand on Merlin's shoulder "Now I am only going to say this once and I don't want to hear about it again....but thank you Merlin, for everything...we would not have made this journey without you"
Merlin's eyes sparkled with pride, he knew how hard it was for Arthur to show appreciation.
"You are welcome....now your wife is waiting for you"
He had dreamed of this moment so many times and now it was here, he felt nervous fearful that he would disappoint her in anyway.
Merlin opened the door for him, allowing him in the room first. He then went to fetch Guinevere.
Arthur looked around the large room a fire glowed in the background, he needed to find somewhere to wait.
He sat on the bed and stood up, he then leaned against the wall 'no that won't do',...he sat in the chair his hand on his chin. He heard the door open and just stood up.
Merlin led Guinevere in she felt like she might throw up, what happens if she disappointed him, if her body was not all his imagination had made it. She pulled the gown closer to her body and as she entered their chambers Merlin spoke "Good luck" he then quickly closed the door behind him.
They looked at each other and blushed.
Arthur approached her she looked beautiful "Guinevere"
"Arthur" he lifted her hand and placed a kiss on it. Her heart beat so fast she thought it would have to stop.
Arthur felt so nervous, they stood there looking at each other..it was Arthur that broke the silence.
"I feel really nervous!" his voice high and Guinevere sighed in relief.
"So do I" they both laughed and he pulled her into a hug.
"Shall we have a drink" he pulled back to look at her.
"Or two" she offered, he walked over to the table and poured two goblets of wine.
They sat on a blanket beside the fire and talked, laughter could be heard down the corridor not through passion but from discussions on the night's events. Like how Sir Gwain had become completely intoxicated and started pulling all the ladies on the dance floor, willing or not and how Sir Leon was well suited to Lady Ann.
The wine started to take effect and they got closer and closer to each other. The fire lit Guinevere's face and Arthur stroked her cheek, she closed her eyes to his touch. "We have waited a long time for this" he kissed her gently and when they stopped she opened her eyes and looked into his perfect blue ones.
"Too long" he smiled and kissed her again gently not with hunger or passion but with love.
When they pulled apart Guinevere carefully untied her robe, her eyes never leaving his, as the robe dropped to the floor, he dared to look at her, his heart beat faster "You are perfect".
He slid his hand up her neck and into her hair and he gently guided her back so she lay on the ground. He kissed her lips and along her jaw and along to her ear "My wife" his breath tickled her ear and her body responded. He took his clothes off and carefully lay on top of her, they kissed gently and then their bodies fit together perfectly with no barriers now keeping them apart. The pain of something so new and so wonderful soon passed and their bodies worked together in perfect harmony until their bodies made their final commitment. They never took their eyes from eachother and tears graced both of their cheeks not out of pain or fear but out of the intensity of such a perfect and long awaited moment.
They lay together and she placed her head on his heart listening to it beating and he held onto her hand. "Thank you" her words timid as if not wanting to ruin the comfortable silence.
"For what my love" she lifted her head on to look at him.
"For fighting for me, for believing when I did not, that this could happen"
"You are the only thing I have every wanted, my beautiful Guinevere" he placed his hand through her dark curly hair and pulled her down onto him again.
When she woke up, she felt the side of the bed it was empty. She rolled over and saw Arthur dressed looking out of the window and her heart sank...today he would go off to battle.
She stood up grabbing the sheet to cover her and walked over to him. "You should be asleep" she wrapped her arms around him.
"Sorry did I wake you?" he placed a kiss on her head.
"I wish you didn't have to go"
"So do I" she wasn't going to ask him to stay, she couldn't..she cared just as much about Camelot's future, so instead she made the most of their time together.
She slipped the sheet off her body and pulled his tunic off of him, her lips crashed against his and when they broke apart, he lifted her up and carried her back to bed.
When it came time for him to leave she wordlessly helped him get ready...she placed a kiss on each part of his body before she placed the armour over it. When finished she raised his hand and kissed his wedding band.
Her heart ached although she would not allow him to see her cry. "I should go" he leaned down and placed a tender kiss on her lips, he went to pull away but she pulled him back down this time kissing more passionately, her hands running through his hair.
"You are making it very difficult for me to leave"
"Don't then" he knew she was playing along.
He held her tight her body shivering against the cold metal. "I will return"
"I will hold you to that" he placed one final kiss on her lips and then walked away, she didn't see the tears threatening to fall in his eyes and he did not see hers falling down her cheek.
He had asked her not to come down to see him off, he wanted their goodbye bye to be private not to be witnessed by an army of men.
Merlin knocked and she wrapped her robe around her tightly, when he came in she held him tight "You both come home safely" she pulled back to look into his eyes "Use whatever it takes Merlin, promise me, he will understand"
"How did you know?" she placed a kiss on his cheek.
"You are my dearest friend, I would be a fool to not see how special you are" he pulled her into another hug.
"Thank you Gwen....I better go" when he left she made her way to the window.
She watched as Arthur mounted his horse and Morgana kiss Merlin on the cheek goodbye....Arthur took one final look back up to the window and then rode away.
The moment they were out of sight the tears started to fall and when they started they felt like they wouldn't end.
Camelot
Uther stood on the terrace with Gauis looking over Camelot. Uther had aged a lot since Arthur had left, he looked frail and his eyes dark.
"They shall be here within days sire...we need to make plans to evacuate the town"
"No Gauis, if Camelot shall fall, we shall all go fighting...even if there is no hope" he held onto the side for support.
"There is always hope" Gauis looked into the horizon and on the hill stood Arthur and his men looking down on Camelot.
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The days passed slowly to weeks and then to months, Guinevere watched on the horizon for any word from Arthur...from the King's sources the battle had commenced but no word had been received. She felt sick, in fact she always felt sick a lot lately she suspected from worry.
"You must rest, you look tired" Morgana walked up behind her.
"I am fine..please don't worry" the truth is she worried a lot, Guinevere had always been strong and easily hiding her feelings but lately she had been showing her emotions and tired, she barely ate and she looked weak.
"I am sure Arthur will not be pleased to return to you like this" she guided her to sit down.
Morgana was right, she needed to take care of herself to stop worry and start preparing for his return, he was alive she could feel it.
"I will rest"
A week later they received word that the battle had ended and Camelot had been victorious...still no word from Arthur, but she knew he would in time. She dressed and ate her breakfast and the next few weeks she really took care of herself, she had even put on a little bit too much weight.
She stood on the balcony watching the horizon.
Her father approached "Gwen my dear I have something for you"
She turned to see a parchment in his hand. "Thank you" she took the parchment and immediately broke the seal. She read each word carefully and cried with joy.
"He is well, he will return within a month" She hugged her father.
"I told you he would be fine"
"I must go and find Morgana" she pulled away from her father and suddenly she felt light headed and stumbled back. The King held onto her arm keeping her upright, her legs went weak and he caught her before she hit the ground.
When she woke her eyes settled on the green eyes of Sedryn.
He helped her sit up and she found her audience looking at her Morgana, her father and Sir Gwain who Arthur had assigned to protect her and he was taking his role a little too seriously.
"Sorry to worry you, I got over excited!" the physician handed her a goblet of water and she drunk it down, she noticed everyone looking concerned.
"Please leave us for a moment" Sedryn asked everyone to leave he needed a moment alone with her.
They mumbled and groaned but left them alone.
"We will be waiting outside" Morgana said as she left.
She sat on his couch watching the old man stroke his beard... "It would appear my dear that you are with child"
She stared at him for a while digesting his words "Are you sure?"
"I am certain my dear" this was all a little too much to take in.
"I am going to have a baby?" she said out loud by accident.
"Yes you are" a smile lit her face and she held the old man a little too tight.
She had dreamed of this moment and prayed that they would be blessed, although she had imagined Arthur would be with her to share the good news.
Everyone was overjoyed, Morgana particularly.
She decided not to tell Arthur, she wanted him not to worry about her and she wanted to tell him in person.
Over the next few weeks her body began to change, he clothes became tighter...they had received word to expect them back within a day.
"I can't fit in it" Sally tried to squeeze her into Arthur's favourite dress.
"No...what about the blue one?" she offered.
"He likes the purple one" she felt fat!
"I am sure we can do something" she helped her out of her dress and ran off to find the seamstress.
Guinevere looked into the mirror, he stomach no longer flat but getting rounder by the day, in fact her whole body had been getting bigger. She hoped the news would not be too shocking for him.
The morning of their arrival came and the whole town bustled with excitement, she had hardly slept all night.
Morgana and Guinevere paced along the balcony waiting for any sign of them...the trumpets called and they both stopped pacing and ran down the stairs into town.
Arthur and Merlin first came into sight. Arthur dismounted his horse and ran towards Guinevere he didn't get chance to notice any change in her, he held her tight and then pulled her into a deep kiss. His face tickled her lips and when he pulled back she looked at him, he looked older and his perfect skin now covered with a beard... but his piercing eyes still shone through.
"A beard?" he laughed and kissed her again.
Morgana ran up to Merlin and he grabbed her and kissed her lips, he pulled her back up, she stared at him still shocked. "I missed you" he felt a little awkward now, his plan was kiss the girl, hopefully she would kiss back and a they would live happily ever after.
Morgana smiled, "Perhaps next time a little warning"
"So there can be a next time?" he asked hopefully.
"Perhaps" she teased and walked back with him to the castle.
Guinevere couldn't believe he hadn't noticed her weight gain..she didn't want to mention anything, they were tired and starving.
She helped him take of his armour and she studied his scars and touched them with her hands, concern washing over her...he stopped her hand tracing his scars and placed it on his heart. "Guinevere" she closed her eyes.
"I have waited too long to hear you say my name" he chuckled and looked at her up and down, she looked really well.
"And I too my love" he went to kiss her again but his stomach grumbled and gave the game away.
"You are starving" she went to move away from him but he held her hand.
"Food can wait...come here" he pulled her back into a hug.
He breathed her in, she smelt so wonderful to him..he had missed everything about her, the absence although necessary was unbearable. He placed his dirty hand through her hair feeling her curls between his fingers.
"I think I need a bath"
"Well...I wasn't going to say anything!" she leaned forward and kissed his lips, his beard making her want to sneeze.
"You don't like it?" the truth is he thought it made him look older.
"I love you"
"But..you don't like it?" she was not very good at hiding her feelings.
"I am not saying that!" she loved him no matter what, but did prefer the feel of his soft skin on hers, the beard was too much of a barrier between them.
A knock sounded at the door and in came sally, she brought food and ran a bath for Arthur.
Arthur sank in the bath, his body ached with the journey they had just made. Guinevere helped to wash his hair and he felt happier than he had in months. "I missed you....but I am pleased to see you so well" he sighed leaning back.
Gwen laughed "You mean fat?"
"You my dear would never be fat...you are beautiful" she had to laugh, he did not notice anything different about her, her bulging chest, her round belly.
"You notice no difference my love"
"What difference should I notice, you look perfect to me?"
"Well that's good, because there will be a lot more of me to love soon" she hoped this little hint would help.
He sat up in the bath and looked at her, something was different. He stood up and got out of the bath wrapping a towel around his waist.
"There is something different about you!" he walked around her looking at her hair, her eyes..her body!!.....why didn't he notice it before his jaw dropped.
"It seems our family is growing" she felt a little shy now, the crown prince staring at her. His shocked expression soon turned to a huge grin.
"You are with child?" he said to confirm to himself.
Gwen laughed "Yes I am" he pulled her into a hug he span her around laughing...he couldn't believe it.
"Please put me down" the spinning making her sick. He placed her back on the ground.
"Sorry...just feeling a little sick that's all" he laughed and held her tight.
The next few days they had spent together, barely leaving their chambers...Arthur talked about the battle about seeing his father.
Uther had become weak since their departure, he had aged more than his years and his rash decisions had left a very broken Camelot. His father had shown limited regret for his reaction to Arthur's choice in Guinevere and despite missing his son..his pride would not allow him to admit it. He did want Arthur to return to Camelot and with much discussion, with his new bride. Arthur had agreed to think about it, but he made his terms clear...he would not return to following his father's direction with limited say, he wanted all decisions for the future of Camelot to be agreed by him...Uther did not like this of course, but Arthur said that he would one day be King and that any decisions made would affect his future. Uther eventually agreed after several threats to never return...he agreed that the safety of Camelot lay in Arthur's hand's that he would be in charge or punishment and the Knights of Camelot and that he should be involved in all choices for Camelot.
Once the terms had been agreed he eventually told him of what had passed and how Camelot was now tied to Camelaird... of course Uther's love for Guinevere then grew.
Guinevere listened and agreed that Camelot was in need of their return, she would travel with him despite her sadness of leaving her father and her new home. Their child would be born in Camelot.
The next month went past fast...King Leodegrance had come to accept his daughter leaving and of course Morgana and Merlin would go with them, Sir Leon would as well and Sir Gwain was ready to return home.
The King walked with Arthur a few days before their departure "I have something for you..a wedding gift" it had taken longer than expected to complete.
He opened a large set of wooden doors and in the middle of a room a large round wooden table sat.
In the centre of the table a carved dragon lay and four blades crossed his path...the table had been carved in perfect sections, the groves between the sections looked like they could house a sword...Arthur felt along the carved wood and marvelled at such a grand table...surely this was not meant for him.
"A round table for you and your knights, all men equal" The King spoke as he walked around the table. He had listened to Arthur's views on running a kingdom and this table he thought would be perfect to begin his journey as king.
"I do not know what to say"
The King laughed "No words are needed...only place your words into action" he placed his hand on his shoulder and Arthur nodded in agreement, words failing him.
"I also would like to offer the services of 10 of my best men, all noble in blood and lions at heart!...Fera will also be among them, it appears he enjoyed standing beside you in battle!"
Arthur looked surprised, he was offering him some of his best men and Fera would come with him as well. He and Fera had battled hard together and had formed a close bond..but to leave his home, he did not expect that.
"I cannot take your men" truth be known he needed some, the Knights of Camelot had been depleted.
"It is not an option!.. Camelot from your picture has become fragmented...these men will be your protection and your help to build the Camelot you have talked about...and also I have assigned four of my personal Guards to protect my precious daughter"
"You are too kind and I gladly accept your offer...but I will take care of Guinevere" the king sighed, Arthur was a proud man and wanted to show he could protect her himself.
"My dear Arthur...I am sure you will..but whilst you are busy re-building your castle, please allow her father's mind to be put at rest by protecting her with my men..I will not lose her again" and if he was honest he was not too sure how much Uther could be trusted, the men he would gift to him would be loyal to his daughter and son and would secure their future.
Arthur thought on this, he could use not worrying about them and the King's men were trusted "Of course... we are grateful for your kindness"
"Excellent"
Returning to Camelot
On the day of departure, as their new round table was placed on a cart, Guinevere held her father, she couldn't bare leaving him..but they needed to. "I will miss you father" she pulled back and tears fell down her face.
He wiped them away with his hand "You will come and visit soon" they had agreed to visit once the child and Camelot safe.
"We will" She stood up on her toes and kissed him on the cheek and made her way towards Morgana not baring to look back into his sad eyes.
"We will return my love" Arthur kissed her cheek.
They started their journey to Camelot and Guinevere took one finally look at her father, before he disappeared.
They had just had a fantastic adventure and now they were on their way to the beginning of the story, but this time not as Servant and Prince but as husband and wife. She felt her growing belly and smiled.
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