Today, Grace decides that she is ready for her first ever haircut. As a rule, Arthur and Merlin agreed early on that they would never force any specific appearances on their children (unless wildly inappropriate, of course), including hairstyles. For, the two years she has been on this Earth, she has not once wanted to have her hair cut, claiming that she was waiting. Apparently today she has finally found what she was looking for. However, she refuses to reveal what look she wishes to go for, which only intrigues her fathers more. In fact, Merlin and Arthur are so anxiously curious to know that they both rush out of work early to pick up the girls and bring them to the hairdressers. Though they think that they are clever, as it turns out, their oldest daughter is cleverer, for while she does allow her fathers to watch as her hair is cut, Grace only lets the hairdresser know what she wants. It is because of this that the Emrys-Pendragon men find themselves shocked once again when they see all the hair gathered on the floor; enough to make a nice winter coat for Foxy.
At the end of the appointment, Grace's fathers can hardly recognize their little girl who spent two years growing out her dark locks into a long, messy, practical lion's mane, only to somewhat impulsively have it all chopped to a short, wavy bob cut curling up to mouth level, topped off with a thin veil of bangs over her forehead stopping just above her eyebrows.
"She is definitely your daughter," Arthur whispers to Merlin in awe, never once taking his eyes off Grace.
"With the wild, sudden hair experiments and secrecy until the last minute, yeah," Merlin agrees before countering, "but the impulsivity and two yearlong indecision is all you."
Arthur pauses for a moment before admitting softly, "She's beautiful like you, though."