A/N: Sorry for the delay on this chapter. My iPod was being a dollophead and wouldn't let me go onto the notes. :( Too much data I think... :/

Anyways, enjoy this chapter!

Arwen4eva xxx

Arthur helps Gwen sit down on a chair next to the table and fills a goblet with fresh cold water.

"Thank you." Gwen says with a smile.

'I think Arthur should do this more often. Less for the kitchen staff to do.' Gwen thinks.

Arthur leans down, kisses her temple and goes over to the chicken.

He picks up a sharp knife and slowly shreds parts of the perfectly cooked chicken and places them on the two plates.

When he is done he calls Merlin over who is in the corner, peeling some potatoes to boil for himself.

"Arthur?"

"Feel free to have as much chicken as you wish and," he continues lowering his voice so Gwen cannot hear. "can you keep an eye for when Guinevere is nearly finished eating as I would like you to draw her a hot bath in that large bath tub in the large guest room please."

"Of course."

"Thank you Merlin." Arthur says gratefully.

Merlin smiles at his friend then walks back to the potatoes. Arthur picks up the two plates and walks to the table placing one in front of Gwen an the other in front of the seat next to Gwen.

"Did you actually make this?" Gwen asks with a smile on her face.

'It actually looks good. Merlin may have helped more than I would like...'

"Yes I did and Merlin only helped a bit. Now eat up." Arthur replies sitting down and taking a gulp of his water.

They both eat in a comfortable silence and as Gwen is almost finished, Merlin stands and leaves the kitchen quietly luckily having just finished his dinner.

"Was it up to your standards my lady?" Arthur asks as Gwen finishes eating.

"Yes, it was delicious. Almost as delicious as you my King."

"Careful Wife. You will be getting yourself into something I may not be able to help and something you will not be able to get out of soon." Arthur warns with a smile. Gwen winks in return.

Merlin returns to the kitchens as Gwen leans back in her chair, resting the bottom of the goblet on her swollen belly.

"Where have you been Merlin?" she asks looking in his direction where he is washing a few pots and pans.

"Just doing something." he replies simply.

"Are you going to tell me what it is?"

"No."

Gwen groans as Arthur laughs.

"What are you finding funny Pendragon?" Gwen asks facing her husband.

"Nothing my Queen. Nothing at all." Arthur then stands and holds out his hand. "Come on."

"Why?" Gwen asks but stands - with slight difficulty - anyway.

"Come along." he says tugging her out of the kitchens but not before he gives Merlin one last order.

"You are not needed any more this evening Merlin. Just worry about yourself."


'Wow.'

The sight that greets Gwen in their chambers is extremely pleasant to her.

A large bathtub sits in the middle of the room with the relaxing fragrance of lavender rising from the hot water. A roaring fire has been made in the hearth.

"What is all this Arthur?" Gwen asks walking towards the bathtub and swishing her hand in the water.

Arthur walks up behind his wife and wraps his arms around her growing middle.

"I asked Merlin if he could do this for you. You deserve some relaxation time other than sleeping my love. From now, I am your servant this evening."

Gwen turns in Arthur's arms and plants a kiss on his soft lips.

"Well, I am going to change. Wait here." she says a she walks out from Arthur's arms.

"I shall do not such thing. You need help with your laces anyway." he says following her behind the changing screen.

Arthur's now expertly trained hands undo the laces on the back of Gwen's dress revealing her naked cinnamon skin.

"Why are you not wearing a shift under your dress?" Arthur asks then kisses Gwen's shoulder.

"Because it is uncomfortable. I feel uncomfortable wearing a dress anyway because it is tight across my breasts so I have resorted to zero shift." she says removing her arms from the sleeves of her dress.

Arthur pushes the dress carefully down his wife's body and picks it up once she has moved out of the circle of fabric. He places it over the screen and finds Gwen standing side on in the full length mirror frowning at herself, her now wild curls draped around her shoulders and down her front, her hands gently stroking the bump.

"I'm fat. No, I'm the size of a house." Gwen states.

"You are carrying our child my love." Arthur says placing his hand on her bump. "You are meant to be the size. Don't worry, you will have your body back in a few months once our little one is born."

"I will still be fat then. It will be months after the birth before I retain my figure and even then I will not be the same."

"Well not matter what size you are, you will always be extraordinarily beautiful to me."

"Thank you. Can I have my bath now?"

"Of course."

Arthur leads Gwen over to the steaming tub and helps her climb in. She settles in and lets her aching body soak in the water. Arthur kneels by the side and sorts out the soap and wash cloth. He also folds up a spare towel.

"Lift up your head Guinevere." he says.

She does as asked and lowers her head back onto the softness of the towel.

"Thank you Arthur." Gwen says relaxing further into the water.

Arthur kisses Gwen's temple causing her to smile.

"This is nice. Thank you for this." Gwen says rubbing her hand over her bump.

"No problem. Is the little one awake?"

"Yes but just like I am, they are very relaxed. Just lazy kicks at the moment not bruising kicks like usual."

Arthur rolls up his sleeve more and places his hand on the bump under the warm water. He smiles himself when he feels a small kick against his palm.

"See. Relaxed and lazy." Gwen says placing her hand over Arthur's. "Just like their mother."

Arthur laughs slightly before reaching down and handing Gwen the soap and wash cloth.

"Thank you." she says gratefully taking the items. She runs the lavender scented soap over her body, scrubs with the cloth then rinses in the water.

"Can you do my back for me please." Gwen asks Arthur.

He takes the soap and wash cloth and Gwen scoots forwards enough so Arthur can do her back.

He gently runs the soap over her back in small circles then rubs it in with the cloth. He then scoops the water in his hand and pours it over her back.

"Do you want me to do your hair as well?" he asks when he is done.

"I can manage Arthur."

"Ok. Be back in a moment."

Arthur stands up, presses his lips to Gwen's forehead and goes over to the bed and pulls down the covers ready for when they wish to go to bed.

Then, Arthur walks over to the vanity. He decided against moving it as once upon a time, his mother would sit here and fiddle with her hair. He pulls open the drawer and removes a wooden comb and a simple hair tie.

'I will stick by what I said about being her servant. Guinevere will just relax this evening.' Arthur determinedly thought.

The quickly goes over to the changing screen, takes off his shirt and replaces it with his night shirt.

"Arthur love, can I have some help getting out please." Gwen calls from the tub.

Arthur goes to the foot of the bed, grabs to towel laying there and places it over his shoulder. Gwen holds out her hands and Arthur grabs hold and gently pulls her up.

As soon as she is standing, he lifts her out as if she is a child and wraps the towel around her.

Gwen smiles as Arthur begins to tenderly pat her body dry leaving her skin slightly damp to help keep it soft.

Once he is done, Gwen quickly kisses him and walks over to the wardrobe. Instead of picking up her nightgown, Gwen picks up Arthur's long red shirt.

Arthur simply chuckles as Gwen goes behind the screen.

"What ever happened to your nightgown Guinevere?" Arthur asks with a smile. "Did a beast come and steal it?"

"It can be uncomfortable. I am still waiting for my new one to accommodate my size and your shirts - especially this one - can be big so I am wearing this. Unless there is a serious problem with my wearing it?"

"No. None at all." Arthur says.

'She always looks good in my shirts. Very good indeed.' Arthur thinks.

Gwen walks around from the screen, the towel around her shoulders to try and prevent the damp ringlets dripping the scented water and making the shirt wet.

"I didn't think you would." she says quickly kissing Arthur again.

"Go over there and sit." Arthur says kissing her forehead.

"Why?"

"Because I am sticking by what I said. I am your servant and I would like to do your hair for you. Tonight is your night of relaxation."

"Ok." Gwen says complying with Arthur's wishes. She carefully lowers herself into the soft padded chair in front of the mirror.

Arthur picks up the towel from Gwen's shoulders and gently dries his wife's hair. Then, he picks up the comb and run it through the brown ringlets.

"Thank you for this Arthur." Gwen says, loving the feel of Arthur's fingers dancing on her scalp.

"Stop saying thank you. You do not need to thank me for this. You deserve it."

"What have I done to deserve this? All I do nowadays is sleep or eat." Gwen says with a laugh.

"You are carrying our baby Guinevere. That is one of the many reasons a to why you deserve this." Arthur states leaning down and kissing her temple.

"Do you want your hair braided?" Arthur asks.

"Yes please."

Arthur stands tall again and sections Gwen's hair into three and begins to twist them.

When done, he kisses the top of Gwen's head.

"All done."

"Thank you." Gwen thanks half asleep.

'Bless her.' Arthur thinks.

"Come on Guinevere. Let's get you into bed."

Gwen attempts to stand but because of both tiredness and the growing weight of the baby within her, she cannot.

Arthur smiles then leans down, slides his arm under her legs and around her back and lifts her up.

"Arthur put me down. I'm too heavy." Gwen whines but rests her head on Arthur's shoulder anyway.

"No you're not."

Arthur tenderly places Gwen on the soft mattress and then drapes her body with the warm covers. He goes over to the other side, climbs in and settles down next to his wife.

Gwen shuffles over so her head rests on Arthur's shoulder and her hand hovers over his heart.

Arthur wraps his arm around Gwen's waist and places his hand over hers.

"I love you Arthur. With all my heart."

"I love you too."

Arthur kisses Gwen's forehead as she drifts off into a peaceful sleep.

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