XIV.
A few days later, they reached Camelot's area and they felt Morgana tensed.
She knew what was awaiting her.
Distrust.
Hatred.
And she knew she deserved all of this, but truth was?
She also fet distrust and hatred towards Camelot and its people.
And how messed up was this, when Camelot had been her home since she was a child.
Arthur looked at her and seemed to notice her trouble because he walked closer to her and squeezed her shoulder gently,
"Everything's gonna be alright Morgana."
She scoffed gently.
"I don't know."
Seeing Camelot again...
"With time, it will." he said again.
And God, she wanted to believe him.
"Okay." she breathed, looking up and smiling softly. (It felt strange, to smile again. Good strange, though.) Merlin smiled at her too, nodding and she knew he agreed with the King.
Well, at least she had two people on her side.
She chuckled soflty.
This sounded promising.
Arthur and Gwen were walking a bit behind Merlin and Morgana, her hand in his.
"When do you want us to be married ?" Arthur then asked and she laughed, a sweet thing that warmed his heart like nothing did.
"Would you be impatient my lord ?"
He laughed and pulled her closer to him before tenderly breathing in her ear,
"What would you say we get married tomorrow ?"
"Arthur !" she screamed, pulling herself away, "Tomorrow ? How could we have time to plan everything? This is madness! Even for you."
She raised an eyebrow and he laughed again.
God, he seemed so happy.
She loved him so much like that.
"Yes. I've been waiting long enough. I want you to be my wife, tomorrow. I don't care about anything else than you and me, and some of the people we love. Nothing else matters."
Gwen was lost on him, thoughtful.
"I want that, too." she whispered back, squeezing his hand.
"So what do you say, then?"
She thought about it for a few seconds and then smiled brightly,
"I say let's make you my husband, Arthur Pendragon."
He smiled brightly and stopped, bringing her with him to kiss her tenderly.
"You don't have to be scared Morgana." a voice cut her thoughts and she jumped, looked at Merlin and tried a smile.
But she couldn't help what was out of her mouth next...
"Of course not." she snarled. "After all, the number one enemy walking in the Camelot without any protection whatsoever, I guess I should feel perfectly safe. Thank you, Merlin."
"That's not what I meant."
They walked in silence then, until he added soflty.
"What I meant was, Arthur will make it official as soon as we arrive in Camelot and until then, he'll keep you safe. I promise."
She took a deep breath and nodded, knowing his words to be true.
And again, it was so weird how easy it was for her to trust Arthur again.
Like muscle memory.
She took a deep breath again.
"I know." she admitted, "But while we are waiting for that, people will still want my head."
Merlin looked down.
"Everything will be alright." he said again.
They had to figure something out.
Morgana had been killing and terrorizing the citizens of Camelot for years...
It was a very real possibility that they woudn't be pleased she was there.
Arthur would have to convince them, and hope their love and respect for him was enough.
They walked in Camelot, all four of them together and people stopped and gasped, started pointing fingers and some screamed and ran when they recognized Morgana was with their King.
She looked around, afraid and Arthur walked closer to her.
"It's going to be fine." he whispered and she nodded.
But this feeling?
This feeling of fear...
Of being chased?
She knew it.
Actually this was all she knew.
And she couldn't live like that anymore.
Some of the people that had left came back with pitchforks.
She froze and stopped.
And then the people pointed at her and threw their pitchfork at her.
Dozens of them.
She raised the hand but wasn't quick enough due to the surprise and the pitchforks would have get to her if an invisible wall had not stopped it.
She turned around and Merlin's eyes were gold.
"Thank you." she whispered and he smiled.
And now people were gasping because the King manservant had used magic and their King didn't move.
What the hell was happening?
Nothing could be heard and then Arthur walked forward,
"Please people of Camelot, listen to me. An official announcement will be done later in the day. There is much that you don't know about what happened while we were away. Now, I know that a lot of don't want to see the Lady Morgana here again, but if she is there is a reason. In awaiting my explication to you all, any attack on her person will be seen as an attack against the Crown. She is my guest. As for magic, this will also be part of my annoucement so please, be patient for a little while longer."
People started whispering but most of them bowed and cleared the path.
Arthur bowed to them too and they resumed walking.
"Thank you for that." breathed Morgana and he smiled at her, that impish smile he always had since he was a boy.
"I told you Morgana that if you chose this path with us, I'd help you. I'm a man of my word."
She smiled.
Once in the courtyard, they reached the stairs when they saw Mithian and Paul running to them.
"Oh my God Arthur !" screamed the young Princess "I thought you were dead and-" a scream escaped her when she recognized Morgana.
"You..." grunted Paul, picking his sword and raising it, preparing himself to strike it down on the young witch.
But his blade encountered another one.
He raised his eyes and saw Arthur.
"What?"
"Lower your sword." said firmly the King.
"She is an evil with!"
"I said, lower your sword." he said again.
Paul hesitated.
"But..."
"Do it and let me explain inside."
Paul lowered his sword and Arthur did too before he brought them to his Chambers; Paul was still schocked about what had just happened and Mithian saw it, gently took his hand and they all came in the Chambers.
Once inside and the door closed, Arthur talked again.
"I know this is difficult for you to understand, but Morgana proved herself worthy of my trust during our time away."
Paul scoffed, eyes wide.
"And how could that possibly be?" he said, outraged. "She deserves to burn for what she did."
Morgana swallowed.
But Arthur didn't back down.
"I understand your concern." he said again because he was aware people would be hard to convince but he had faith. "But Morgana saved my life, Paul. Twice." he saw the young man stared at him with wide eyes while Mithian was frowning, head tilted.
"And that is enough to welcome her back after the horrors she's done?!"
"She made bad decisions, yes." Paul scoffed again. "But, we all do. Does that mean we don't deserve a second chance to do things right?"
Paul frowned.
"None of our decisions killed innocent people."
Arthur sighed.
"Perhaps. But I believe one is never too lost to get redemption."
"You're bloody naive, then."
"Paul." then said firmly the King. "She actually saved me three times. Once when we escaped the dungeon, a second time while we were facing Morgaine and a third time when I was almost dead. I am the King of Camelot. I make decisions here and I decide that Morgana deserves a second chance. My word is final and I am sorry if you don't agree but nothing you could say would change the fact that I am about to announce she is no longer an ennemy of Camelot."
A silence.
"Are you all fine with that ?" whispered Paul toward the two others.
Gwen walked forward and tied her fingers with Arthur's, making him look tenderly toward her.
"Yes, Paul. And believe me when I say that I would be the one here with Arthur who would have a reason to be really mad and angry towards Morgana. We both suffered so much because of what she did, but I believe that we did our fair share of bad decisions." He was about to speak but she cut him. "But, this was our past. I saw Arthur died in my arms and I saw Morgana bring him back, even if she knew the spell alone could have killed her. The Morgana from days ago wouldn't have done that and wouldn't have been worthy of our forgiveness, but the Morgana of now is."
Paul looked at them like he couldn't believe it.
And then he glared at Morgana and left.
Mithian stared at them, frowning slightly before she left too.
Arthur sighed and felt Guinevere tightened her hold on his hand as he ran a hand on his face.
"Are you alright?" he asked Morgana.
She nodded, a bit pale.
"Are you?"
"Yes." he answered, "We knew this would not be easy, Morgana. But with time, you'll get back the person you were and people will come to realize that. In the mean time, I'll protect you. No matter what."
He then turned around to Merlin,
"Merlin, summon the Council and asked them to summon the people. I want to make an official annoucement as soon as possible."
Merlin nodded then walked away, before the King turned around toward Morgana.
"You can go back to your Chamber Morgana, you'll be safe there, I promise to you."
Her eyes widened.
She paled and he didn't understand why, until...
"Did you really keep my room?"
He smiled softly and nodded, blushing slightly.
"I couldn't bring myself to say goodbye to the memories."
She smiled, tears shining in her eyes.
"I'm glad to be back."
And she found out that for the first time since she set foot on Camelot,
She really meant it.
"I'm glad to see you back, too."
Once everybody gone, Arthur ran another hand through his hair and sighed again.
This would be a difficult speech to give, and he would have to find the right words to convince his Council and his people."Arthur ?"He jumped and turned had forgotten Guinevere was still there, he thought she had left with Merlin."I made the right call, didn't I?"
He needed her advice.
Relied on it.
She smiled and walked to him, cupped his cheek and looked at him until their eyes locked.
"You did. You're so brave, Arthur. And I am so very proud of the man you are, of the King you are."
He smiled and leant in, kissing her.
Again and again.
Until someone knocked at the door.
"Don't come." he muttered without stop kissing all the parts of Gwen he could reach, she let out a small cry when he found a sensitive spot on her neck, and he decided to stay there.
"Sire." Merlin's voice could be heard and Arthur sighed, "Whatever you are doing, whatever you and Gwen are doing-"
"SHUT UP MERLIN !" screamed then Arthur and Gwen jumped, making him laugh.
"They all are waiting for you. You can go talk from your balcony."
"I'll be there in a minute."
"The people, the Council, they are waiting your speech..."
"I said, I'll be there in a minute. Can you ask Morgana to come back? She's in her Chambers. I didn't know you'd be so quick to do as I asked ."
"I am a very efficient servant."
Arthur snorted loudly.
"I heard that!" said Merlin, outraged.
They heard Merlin leave, muttering about some King who was nothing but a Cabbage Head, and they both laughed.
Arthur then turned around toward Gwen and brought her closer to him, her hands still on his chest.
"Are you ready?"
He swallowed and leant his forehead on hers, thinking for a few seconds.
"I think I am."
"Then let's go, my King."
She pecked his lips and put back order in his hair tenderly, making him laugh.
And then, he knew what he needed to get through this.
Who he needed.
"Come with me." he breathed and her eyes widened,
"Arthur..." she shook her head.
"You'll be my Queen, I need your support by my side."
She hesitated and he saw it.
And then he receded and held her a hand,
"Please? You won't be the biggest news anyway." he tried a joke and she laughed.
"Do you really need me out there?"
"Really."
She took a deep breath and took his hand.
"Okay."
"And that is why," ended the King in the complete silence of his people and all of the members of the Council. Some were puzzled and some furious but he had not stopped and had told everything that had happened while they were away. "That is why, I, Arthur Pendragon, King of Camelot" he took a deep breath and looked at Gwen who smiled sweetly at him and that gave him the courage he needed. "I hereby declare Morgana Pendragon to be officially forgiven."
The crowd then started fussing loudly and Arthur raised an arm to make them stop.
After a few minutes, they did.
He took another deep breath and walked to Morgana.
"Are you ready?"
She looked so afraid.
"I'm not sure."
"Trust me." he said, holding out his hand and she took another deep breath and nodded, taking his hand.
And then he walked to the front of the balcony and everything went quiet.
"I know this will take time to forgive and forget, but I know we can all make it. Morgana made some very bad decisions and she regrets them." Some started to fuss again and he asked for silence. "I know most of you see her as the Evil Morgana, but please try to remember her as she used to be. The Lady Morgana I knew always sticked for you people and sometimes paid the price with my late father. That Morgana still exists and with your help, we can have her back." No one had nothing to say to that so he took another deep breath. "Lady Morgana Pendragon, friend of Camelot."
For a few seconds, no reaction.
Then...
Little by little,
Some applauses could be heard; applause from people who had known the old Morgana and trusted their King's judgements ; people who also believed in second chances.
Not everyone was cheering - far from it, but the people doing so were doing it loudly and with all of their heart.
Arthur smiled.
They would be alright.
Morgana felt tears pricked at the back of her eyes and she waved with her free hand, trembling slightly.
Then she turned toward Arthur and mouthed a thank you, he kissed her hand gently and let her go.
And then he asked for silence again.
Time for the second annoucement and if people had been surprised about Morgana...
Well, this was even more surprising.
"I have another announcement to make." said the King seriously, "In the light of what just happened..." he seemed to hesitate and Gwen saw the blue of his eyes take a determinate ton after a while. "I've had the occasion to witness with my own eyes that all of the people wielding magic are not bad people." Everything went quiet once again. "Quite on the contrary, I've been saved by that magic again and again, without even knowing it. I do not believe magic to be the source of all our troubles anymore. There are evil sorcerers like there are evil men. That is my new truth." he swallowed. "So, I've made up my mind and this is final. I believe in a Camelot fair and just for everyone, where you can be happy and safe no matter who you are." he took another deep breath, "As of right now, magic is allowed in Camelot again."
A fly could have been heard.
Not a noise.
Everyone was frozen.
So Arthur talked again,
"Obviously, magic in Camelot will have to be under control. Control of people who know its power and understand its responsability. I believe - contrary to my late father, that magic can be a force of good and people with magic should be taught that, insteas of seeking refuge in darkness and revenge because they are afraid to be who they are." He smiled then, like he knew a big secret. "And I have thought about the perfect man for this job. Someone whith incredibly powerful powers. Someone who always protected me, even if I didn't always deserve it. Someone I trust with my life. Someone who understand the responsability that comes with such power, and has the heart to teach young sorcerers to become good people." and then he said, "My very own manservant, Merlin."
And then everything stopped.
Merlin's heart stopped then started beating so fast he felt a bit dizzy.
He opened wide eyes and looked at Arthur.
But the King, resumed,
"With this, I also want to point out his courage. He stayed and watched over me all the while not knowing what would have happened to him if he was discovered. "Arthur turned toward Merlin, who was blushing with pride and happiness. The King smiled. "Thank you. Sincerely. More than I can say with words." Merlin nodded, tears pricking at the back of his eyes. And then Arthur turned back to his people, "So that is why I have another annoucement to make." Arthur had trouble keeping his smile in check as he added, "As of right now, I hereby declare Merlin to be the official Councellor of the King, with as an added task the control of users of magic around the realm."
This time, the crowd exploded in applauses and shouts of happiness.
They loved Merlin, he was their friend, their neighbour, their colleague.
He deserved it.
Everyone knew and adored him.
This was great news.
The people present on the balcony left and Arthur dismissed the few opponents of what he had just said, making them clearly understood in what could only be call a very, very Arthurly fashion, that he was the King and wouldn't take any comments from them.
He reached his friends and Morgana kissed his cheek, thanking him before he turned toward Merlin,"What did you just do ?"
"It was about damn time, don't you think?' smiled Arthur, holding him a hand, as equal finally.
A smile lit up Merlin's face and he shook the hand before saying.
"So should I deduce that I am not as useless as you like to say?"
Arthur didn't answer right away but took Gwen's sweet hand in his first, before starting to leave.
"It seems that by moments Merlin, you have some... interesting thoughts."
He left under Merlin's laughing.
Much later, after a feast well deserved and after having to deal with a lot of angry opponents and after having to answer to a lot of questions, speak to a lot of people and reassure some others...
Oh, and planning a wedding for the next day.
It was finally time to go to bed.
Arthur walked Guinevere back home.
He had tried to tell her she could stay in the Castle but she liked her home and wanted to be proper until the end.
He smiled at the thought.
It was now dark outside and he loved to feel her snuggle against him in order to try and get warmer.
They stopped in front of her house and she turned around, smiling.
"So... Today had been exhausting." she said, yawning as if on cue and he laughed, stroked her cheek.
"It had, yes. I am glad this is behind us."
She leant into his hold.
"Nothing but good things to await for, now."
He hummed, leaning in to kiss her.
"I can't wait to marry you." he whispered against her lips and she smiled.
"Me too"
"Tomorrow."
"Tomorrow."
He kissed her again before taking her hand and kissing her tenderly,
"Good night, my love."
"Good night."
And then he left.
Gwen started at him for a few seconds...
Her handsome King.
And then she smiled to herself and came in, ready for the longest night of her life.
Gwen opened her eyes...
She didn't remember having fallen asleep.
She rubbed her eyes and screamed, seeing someone in her chair...
When Merlin arrived, Arthur was dressed and he was sat on his desk, adjusting some details.
"Impatient, aren't we ?"
The King dropped his plume and left it on the table, trying to force himself to eat something.
"You can't know just how much..."
"Princess !" screamed Gwen, laying a hand on her heart, "you scared me."
"Excuse me," smiled the young woman, "And I beg you Gwen, call me Mithian. You are soon to be a Queen, after all." she winked.
The trumpets rang in Camelot, announcing the imminent coming of the bride...
Arthur tried to force himself to breathe, feeling his heart beat in his head.
He saw the comforting smile of Merlin and Morgana, but couldn't smile back.
His eyes stared at the door, waiting to see the woman he loved more than anything in the world...
In front of the door, Gwen squeezed Elyan's arm a little harder.
Finally, after everything.
They would get married.
"Afraid ?"
"Not in the slightlest." she answered.
He smiled and kissed her temple before the doors opened.
The doors started to open and at that moment he saw her.
Arthur lost all capacity to think for good.
His lips slightly opened and he saw her blush, lowering her eyes shyly a few seconds before she looked up towards him.
She was gorgeous.
Her curly hair was curling on her shoulders, her dress revealed her shoulders too, marked her tiny waist and was making her look like a mermaid, or an angel, he wasn't quite sure yet...
Something coming right out of his dreams, that was for sure.
Elyan let go of his sister's hand, which he slowly kissed before in a symbolic way, put it on Arthur's.
Their eyes met then.
Chocolate in Ocean blue.
She was facing him and he stroked the back of her hands with his thumbs, staring tenderly at her.
Gwen felt herself melt, he never had looked at her quite in this way...
She loved this look, so tender, so loving, so happy.
She was perfectly conscious that her eyes must reflect the same love for him, the man who won her heart...
The priest started to speak but none of them was listening to him, too lost in their soul mates.
She saw Arthur's gorgeous lips started to move and the sound reached her ears,
"I do."
A warmth spread on Gwen's heart and she couldn't hold back a tear from fall of her eyes.
Hypnotised by her future husband hands, his smell, the blue of his eyes, she didn't understand quite yet that it was her turn to speak, until she saw Arthur's tender smile, and she forced herself to speak,
"I do."
"By the powers vested in me, I declare you to be husband and wife."
This time, she clearly saw the tear escaped his blue eyes and she let out a moved laugh, cupped his cheek and wiped it tenderly.
He leant into her hand and neither of them gave a damn about the people there with them.
"You may kiss the bride."
Arthur brought her slowly to him and laid a hand on her waist, while hers found her way to his cheeks and stroked it sweetly.
He smiled to her and got closer, laying his lips on her in a lovely kiss.
When they pulled apart, their forehead were stick, for a few seconds, and she whispered, unable to stop herself,
"I love you."
He smiled again, happy beyond words and without being able to control himself -even if it was not traditionnal, kissed her again, harder.
They weren't that traditional, anyway.
They were sat on the Royal table, Gwen's hand tight on Arthur's, her chair against his, their body barely separate, when Morgana got closer.
She took a deep breath, kissed Arthur's cheek and squeezed Gwen's hand.
"Congratulations. I am really happy for you two." she smiled so genuinely.
And it was all so new, for all of them.
"Thank you Morgana," smiled Gwen, moved.
"I-" Morgana looked down and Arthur understood what she was about to say.
"Please, don't." he cut her and their eyes locked; "Not another word of apology. I know. We've been through that. I don't care about the past, but I want to focus about our friendship from now on."
She smiled, touched.
"Fine by me." she breathed and he smiled brightly,
"Then try to enjoy yourself, tell me if someone is bothering you."
She chuckled.
"No, for now people are quite polite actually, if a bit guarded but I understand them."
"Give them time." She nodded, smiling. And then he added, "And why don't you find someone to love?" she blushed.
"Arthur." chastised Gwen.
"What?" Arthur was way too happy to annoy Morgana and it was showing. "It's true! Just, I think your future suitor should have a lot of temper or a lot of patience to match your temper." he laughed at his own joke and Morgana stuck his tongue out.
Then it was Merlin's time,
He kissed Gwen's cheek and pushed Arthur lightly, rolling his eyes.
"I'm so happy for you two."
"Thank you Merlin." smiled Gwen.
"Who knew when I got here that this would end like this?"
Arthur chuckled.
"Not me!"
"Me neither." chuckled Gwen.
"I think I knew." decided Merlin and Arthur rolled his eyes.
"And how would you know, Merlin?"
"Well, I'm powerful."
"But you're not a seer. Morgana is."
Merlin's eyes widened.
"How do you know that?"
Arthur chuckled proudly in front of the surprise of his friend and smiled,
"I won't ever tell."
"Morgana told him."
"Guinevere!" exclaimed Arthur with wide eyes, betrayed while Merlin laughed.
"Ah, I see."
"Sorry my love." shrugged Gwen, "I just don't think you should lie to your personal Advisor."
"Thank you again for that." said Merlin seriously and Arthur shrugged but smiled.
"You always kind of were, you know. Now it's just official."
Merlin smiled again, touched.
And then Arthur cleared his throat and said again,
"Stop looking at me like that, Merlin. I'd hate to promote you and throw you in the dungeons on the same day."
The night were well advanced by now, Arthur and Guinevere retired to their Chamber...
Everyone else was sleeping.
Including the Lady Morgana.
"You did it." smiled a young blond man kissing tenderly the damp forehead of his wife, who was holding in her arms a new born.
"No Arthur, we did it."
She looked up tired eyes toward her husband and he kissed her slowly, before the two parents looked at their child.
The baby's eyelids moved and opened, letting appear two big blue eyes.
Morgana woke up, and laid a hand on her forehead, surprised to feel it dry.
And then it clicked.
This wasn't a nightmare.
This looked like a vision...
A good vision.
Something happy.
And she was a part of something happy.
She could hardly believe it.
Had dreamt about death for as long as she could remember.
And now...
Now she had dreamt about birth.
She smiled to herself and got up, leaving to stare at the Kingdom on her balcony
Guinevere was snuggled against Arthur's chest, her leg entwined with his.
Their first night had been magical and so worth the wait.
"Thank you my love." breathed Arthur, kissing her hair.
"No Arthur, thank you. Everyone warned me about how much it would hurt the first time but no one told about the amazing experience it was to be with the man you loved."
He smiled and she looked up, letting him kiss her.
"Arthur, can I ask you a question ?"
"Everything."
She blushed.
"It's quite personal."
Arthur laughed.
"Guinevere, you're my wife, now my lover and also my best friend. Please, feel free to tell me anything."
She smiled and kissed his naked chest.
And then took a deep breath,
"Did you... do this... before?"
"Ah. That ..." breathed Arthur and he ran a hand in his hair, chuckling softly and she looked up finding him blush.
And Arthur rarely blush.
So she guessed this was her answer.
And even if she wasn't mad.
She hated it.
Hated to know some other girl had touched her husband before her.
Gwen felt suddenly stupid and realized that she didn't really want to know about the women who had warmed her husband's bed before her.
She was ready to tell him that, but Arthur took her by surprise,
"Actually no. You're the first for me, too."
She was actually so surprised she didn't answer and he resumed,
"I know it's not common for a man, and it's not like I wasn't offered opportunities. But I guess I was a lot more interested in training and making my father proud of me and then I met you and I couldn't touch another woman, so-"
Her heart would explode with love.
"Arthur." she interrupted him. "You don't have to justify yourself." and really, he didn't. "You can't know how actually grateful I am to know that. It's you and me. It's always been you and me. And now it will always be." and it was true, she was happy to know that she would always be his once and future, just as he was for her.
Morgana was surprised to see someone by her side on her balcony.
She turned around and saw Merlin,
"What are you doing here ?"
"I was coming to see if you were alright. I've knocked but you didn't hear. "
She smiled sweetly at him and looked again at Camelot.
"What are you doing ?"
"I was looking at Arthur's Kingdom. I've forgotten how much I like this view from here."
Merlin smiled a few seconds, it was impressive just how people could change when you gave them the actual chance to.
"Then, the question would be what are you thinking about ?"
She seemed to think a bit.
"Arthur and Gwen."
And then, Merlin decided to mess with her a little.
After all,
It was good to have her back.
"I don't want to think about them right now." he answered, laughing seeing Morgana blush.
"No ! I don't mean what they are doing now, I ... I... Stop laughing ! You idiot !"
He tried to resume his calm, in vain, and Morgana ended by letting escape a laugh on her own.
When both of them calmed down, the young woman said.
"I had a vison."
"A nightmare ?"
She shook her head, so peaceful suddenly.
"No Merlin, a vision. Happy."
And now, he was curious.
"What did you see ?"
"Arthur's and Gwen's child, I believe."
The young woman then saw the big smile that lit up the young sorcerer's face.
"Seeing as you're having good vision now... Can you tell me if I am getting a big raise anytime soon, then?"
"Shut up, Merlin."
Later Gwen woke up from where she was; snuggled in her husband's arms.
She smiled slightly to herself, her husband.
She looked up toward him, his serene look, his lips slightly opened and found that he looked like a little boy when he was sleeping, which she found absolutely adorable.
Gwen got up, trying not to wake him and she put on his shirt which was lying on the floor before going at the window, looking outside, feeling safe.
This was hers.
Arthur was hers.
Had she a right to be so happy?
Arthur woke up, not feeling Guinevere in his arms anymore.
He got up and smiled, catching glimpse of her by the window, in his shirt.
He slowly got out of the bed and tied his arms around her waist from behind, his chin in her shoulder.
"What are you doing, wife ?"
"I look at the Kingdom."
He kissed her neck and whispered,
"Tomorrow, I will organize your coronation."
She slowly turned around, laying her hands on his bare chest.
"Arthur, are you sure ? You don't have to do this."
"Yes I do. You already are the Queen of my heart, the Queen of all that I am, I want you to be the Queen of all that I have."
She smiled and kissed him with all the love that she had.
Their forehead stayed glued while she murmured,
"Everything will be fine from now on, right ?"
He smiled and kissed her.
"You have my word."
He got closer and kissed her neck before lowering his kiss, soon bother by his shirt.
"We'll have to remove this..." he breathed and she shivered.
"I was starting to feel a bit too warm anyway..."
He laughed and removed the shirt, before their eyes locked.
"I love you so much my Guinevere, my life, my love, my wife."
"And I love you more than I ever thought I would be capable of my Arthur, my life, my heart, my husband."
Their lips met again, as their hearts did before them...
THE END.