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Arthur paced back and forth. Back and forth. Bank and forth. Biting his nails the whole time. "How long is this going to take? Why hasn't Gaius delivered the baby yet?" At that moment he leaned against the cool corridor wall and collapsed. "I'm going to be a father!" it was too unbelievable. Him, a father! Not only a father, but a king! He was going to have an heir! I hope it's a boy! Hmm…but if it was a girl…then she could have her mother's beauty…but I look like my mother, so I hope it's a boy with Guinevere's features. Especially her eyes…oh her…eyes!
Arthur heard her scream a loud scream at the moment and cringed. It pained him to hear her in so much agony and not able to do anything. To smooth her forehead, kiss her cheeks, sing her soothing songs. Oh how much he wanted to be with her!
"Arthur!" Merlin said poking his head out of Arthur's chambers and looking for his king.
"What! What is it Merlin? Is it here? What is it?" Arthur asked hurriedly scrambling up to approach his good friend. He felt a strong hand grab his shoulder and noticed it was Percival's. He forgot the knights were here. He looked at all of their faces beaming with joy and anticipation.
"The baby hasn't come yet, I was just telling you that…she's asking for you," before the young sorcerer could finish his sentence Arthur had pushed passed him and went towards his bed where several maids and Gaius were all surrounding Gwen. Only…she didn't look like Guinevere. Her hair was out of its neat ponytail it was in and plastered to her face. Her face was as red as a tomato and she was breathing hard through his mouth.
Arthur was slightly scared.
But fear never stopped him before and he moved to the side of his face.
"Guinevere, what is it?"
"It's coming, and I want you to be here for it!" she huffs and puffs. She reaches for his hand and he takes it.
His mistake.
He honestly and truly did not know his queen possessed so much strength.
"Don't worry Guinevere, I'll never leave your side," Arthur said smoothing her hair out of her face. "How are you doing—,"
"How do you think I'm doing! I'm pushing your baby out of me!" Gwen shouted snapping her head to face her stupid husband. "God Arthur this is entirely fault!" the poor King's eyes were so large he was surprised they didn't fall out of his head
"What do you need me to do?"
"I need you to get your baby out of me!" Gwen shouted.
Oh. My. Lord.
"Gaius how long?" the young king asked his grey and old friend, councilmen, and physician.
"Not long my lord—here comes the head!" Arthur didn't know where to look, Gwen's face or Gaius so he could see him hold the baby. So he went back and forth. He was sure that he would get a crick, but he didn't mind. Not one bit. "Gwen…one last push that's all you have—alright—Gwen you have a beautiful—,"
Guinevere sat bolt upright drenched in her own sweat. She placed a hand on her stomach to realize that it was flat. Just as she left it. But…she didn't want it to be…She wanted so badly for it to be round and full of hope. The dream was so…so real! She felt everything, even everything that Arthur felt…
The young girl lay back down. And before she knew it she was in absolute tears. Bawling her eyes out. She wanted so badly for it to be real…for her to be Arthur's queen…to have his child…to have his love.
She wanted it so badly.
She wanted his love.
