Part 5
True to his master's word, Thornton had taken Morgan home to Knighton Hall, making sure she got inside safely before leaving to make his way back to Locksley Manor.
Thornton, along with the rest of the staff, had heard the yelling and a good portion of the argument between the lady, and Sir Guy last night. Because of this Thornton had his hands full, trying to quell the gossip amongst the staff. He knew there was more to the story than just the argument, fifteen plus years of marriage had taught him to read between the lines. Thornton had made up his mind to talk to Sir Guy. His master trusted his opinion in the past and had even sought answers from him. If Guy was left to himself there was a good chance he would be too stubborn to realize a mistake had been made, one that he would regret for the rest of his life. Thornton knew that Lady Morgan and Guy were each other's half's and needed each other. They both had been betrayed by people they had been close to at one point in their lives.
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Morgan was trying to pretend nothing had happened, and to go about her life as normally as possible. Marian was already suspect that something wasn't right, but Morgan kept brushing her off, or even going so far as to avoid her. It had only been three days since Morgan and Guy fought, but it felt like months to Morgan. She wasn't sure how long she could keep up the pretense that everything was fine, as the tears started to trickle down her face. Yelling, in frustration, she threw down her spade, running upstairs to her room. She slammed the door behind her, flinging herself onto the bed and crying herself to sleep.
Awaking the next morning, and feeling horrible, Morgan knew it was day four of her life without Guy. She was dead on the inside and wished this nightmare was over. She just wished she could know for certain if it was all over or not, she was almost 100% it was, but there was a tiny part of her that wasn't sure that was the case. Morgan walked downstairs into the kitchen, not paying attention to what she was doing, as she was on autopilot. Grabbing an apple she started cutting pieces off after grabbing a knife; her mind wandering to dark places.
'Its obvious Guy doesn't want anything to do with me. He must hate me, just as Robin did. If Guy loved me, he would have come back now, and yet he hasn't! I can't deal with this pain, and everywhere I turn there is something that reminds me of him and what we had. What was it all for, me coming here? I thought, after Robin, it was Guy, but now I have no clue. Maybe I can get something from the apothecary that will help me solve all of this—' "Ouch! Son of a bitch, that hurt!" Morgan dropped the apple she had been cutting and looked down at her hand seeing saw a long gash that was bleeding profusely. 'Well, I guess it's nice to know I still bleed…' Morgan thought morbidly; however, before she could grab a towel to stop the bleeding, a familiar voice spoke, "Here, let me." and two big hands gently wrapped a towel around her injured hand, while removing the knife from her hand and placing it on the counter before she could hurt herself again.
Morgan looked up, it couldn't be, could it? Morgan saw the familiar blue eyes and dark hair. Morgan's legs suddenly felt numb, causing her loose balance.
Guy scooped her up and placed her in a chair, concern etched in his face. He didn't think she lost enough blood to become faint, but shortly after cutting open her hand, her face had gone white and her legs gave out. Morgan was still conscious, but he couldn't get her to respond.
She was in a daze, Morgan could see the concerned look on Guys' face and see his lips moving, but she heard no sound. Was he there in front of her, or had she finally went mad and this was a hallucination, or maybe a twisted dream? If this was a dream, she didn't want to wake up from it ever.
Just as Guy was about to call for help Morgan came back to reality, "Guy, are you here, or are you a figment of my imagination? How do I know this real?" Morgan asked, her dark blue eyes filling up with tears.
"Yes Morgan, I am here. I came to apologize for all but physically throwing you out of the house, I was scared, Morgan. I was scared that you still loved Locksley and—"
"But Guy I don't. I love you and only you, I told you that—" Morgan started to argue but stopped when Guy put a finger on her lips. "Shh, let me finish woman. I thought you might still be in love with Locksley, and that he once again took something from me that I cared about. Morgan what I'm trying to say is that I'm not the easiest man to love, and sometimes I don't know why you stay with me. Trust me when I say I couldn't do it if I stood where you stood. What I'm wanting to say is I would still like to continue moving forward with our engagement."
Morgan's face lit up, her eyes sparkling again as she launched herself out of her chair and into Guy's embrace. She kissed him with such a passion that she blushed, slightly embarrassed that she had lost control for a moment. She brought her hands to cup his face, running them down his strong jaw and then just like that the spell was broken as Morgan let out a hiss of pain. He hand had decided at that moment to start throbbing in pain.
Guy's smile turned into a frown as he took Morgan's injured hand in his, he removed the blood-soaked towel and took a further look at the cut. It was deep enough that it would require stitches. "What am I going to do with you?" He asked her light-heartedly.
Morgan grinned at him and whispered something in his ear, causing him to let out a deep laugh. "Aye, I think I can manage that, but first let's get your hand taken care of, shall we?" Guy asked as he kissed Morgan, and it was in that moment that he realized that he truly belonged to Morgan, there was no way he could leave her.
I have to give a shout out to my mom, who's never watched the series before, for helping me with editing this story. She thought it was very creative! I started this story Mid Feb 2020 and was really trying to get it posted by March 17, my birthday present to you! Sadly that didn't happen as COVID-19 hit the USA around that time and things have been crazy since then.
I do have to say this is by far my longest, completed, story to this point. It was over 100 pages handwritten and came out to 30ish pages typed up BEFORE editing. I really liked how this story turned out, and thankfully haven't grown tired of looking at it over and over again to make sure everything looks good.
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