A/N: Hey guys! I know that you all might be upset with me because it's been such a long long time since I updated this story and it's because of the internet connections. I'm really sorry about that but I hope that you're still supporting this story because it's about to come to an end. So thank you very much for reading and reviewing it but don't worry because I've been making some other stories that are Modern AU this time, so stay tuned...

I would also like to thank Kbrand5333 because without her, I really wouldn't be able to continue this story, so I owe her a lot. So, here the next two chapters. Hope you enjoy and again, please review!

Gwydre at 7 years old and a new born child named Llacheu

At the royal chambers, the royal couple sits in bed with their new born child, who sleeps comfortably in his father's arms. When Arthur knew about the news, he felt so excited and happy now that a lot of wonderful things have happened for the past two years: Guinevere being with child for the second time, a better relationship with his family, and a new alliance with a new kingdom.

On the other hand, Guinevere couldn't get any happier now that everything is falling into place for the kingdom, for the people, and for her relationship with Arthur and her two sons.

As Guinevere looks at little Llacheu, she smiled happily and looked over to Gwydre, who was quietly writing on a piece of parchment before she turns to look at Arthur.

"Arthur." Guinevere looks up at him.

"Yes?" Arthur turns and looked down at her.

Guinevere smiles at him lovingly, looking at his worrying eyes, she then frowned.

"What is it?" Guinevere asked, wondering of what he could be thinking.

Arthur gave a small smile to her, hoping it would lessen the worry in her eyes.

"Nothing… I was just overwhelmed about everything that's happened. Llacheu was another blessing to us, no threat has been sensed throughout the kingdom. I feel like everything is finally falling into place ." Arthur explained as he smiled at Guinevere, who wasn't at all convinced of what he told her.

Guinevere knew that he was deeply worried for her for delivering another child. He was still afraid that he would lose Guinevere for having another child and that he would grow to hate the child. He was afraid that he would be like Uther when he always said that he is not his father.

Guinevere sighed and looked deep into his eyes, reading his mind again, touching his cheek with her hand.

"Arthur, I'm not a fool. It's not that I don't believe you… I just think that it is not what you really wanted to say. You have to trust me when I say that you can always tell me anything no matter how little it may be… always remember that. " Guinevere held his face with both her hands having worry in her eyes, knowing that Arthur was not one to express his feelings until sincerely asked.

Arthur sighed deeply, knowing he won't win this battle when it comes to his wife.

"I just can't help worrying about you so much. I still keep thinking that what happened with my mother would happen to you... I'm sorry." He said looking deeply in her eyes, asking for forgiveness.

Guinevere looked away from his eyes and called for Merlin, who was actually just behind the curtains separating the dining area and the bed.

As Merlin showed up, putting an innocent, confusing face as he comes toward them.

"Yes my lady?" Merlin asks.

Guinevere sighed "Merlin, I already told you such formalities are not necessary."

Merlin smiled "Sorry." he muttered.

Guinevere smiled at him "It's alright. Would you take Gwydre and his brother to their chambers? I want to talk to Arthur alone." she said in seriousness.

"Of course." Merlin looked over to Gwydre "Gwydre, come." Merlin said as he took Llacheu in his arms.

Gwdyre starts picking up his writing materials, wondering why he and his brother had to leave and follows Merlin to the door.

As they leave the royal chambers, Guinevere stood up and turned to Arthur.

Guinevere took his face in her hands, kissed his forehead and then held his hands tightly.

She looked into his eyes deeply.

"Arthur, how many times do I have to tell you that you need not to worry? I know you care for me deeply and I'm certainly grateful for it but, you must know that I can look after myself just fine. You know that as well as I do." Guinevere said as softly as she could but with formality.

Arthur sighed deeply and looked on their feet "I know. I'm just so afraid. Afraid that one day I might have to leave you behind and I won't be here to protect you." he said as he looked into her pleading eyes, caressing her cheek with his knuckles.

Guinevere smiled sadly at him as she held his hand "You'll never have to leave. No matter what happens to me, no matter where I go, or where I am… I'll always be with you… forever. Forever and always, my love." she said softly as she caressed his face and leaned forward to kiss him softly.

Arthur reluctantly pulls away and rests his forehead onto hers "I love you so much, Guinevere."

"I love you too, Arthur. You cannot begin to know how much." she said as they hugged as if time has stopped, as if their hearts were fading into one beat. As if their bodies became one with each other.