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Once Arthur was sure that his kids were completely out of the corridor to his father's chambers Arthur moved back into the room with his arms crossed glaring at his father, who had moved to his desk. "Where are Anna and Amhar? Just took them out and into the corridor where there are guards at every corner? Very clever Arthur, but since when do you know anything about how to parent a child," Uther asked glancing up at his son.

"Don't you lecture me about my children," Arthur spat, "I have been doing it for 4 years now, which is longer then you ever parented me. And they are with the knights Gwaine and Percival. I trust them to keep Anna and Amhar safe...but I am not here to talk about them right now. Father... Why can't my family come home and live in Camelot? Are you ashamed to have a son that fell in love with a servant?"

Uther sighed heavily, "Arthur you know I could never be ashamed of you-"

"No, your too proud to admit that your son fell in love with someone other than a princess, who was under his station and you won't think that she is noble enough for your court. Your also mad because there was no alliance with my marriage, even though I have said a 1000 times I want to marry for love. Just admit it father," Arthur interrupted.

"Arthur she is a servant, a nobody that does not know a thing about nobility or what it means to be a lady, let alone a Queen," Uther protested.

"Psh," scoffed Arthur, annoyed now. "Father, did you not see my daughter? How formal and noble she was when talking to you? I did not teach her that, it was Guinevere. If that's not formal or noble enough for you then I'm wasting my time."

"No, my son. Don't leave," Uther said standing up as Arthur stuck a hand on the door. "Your my one and only son and heir, I can't lose you again."

Arthur turned around, "Alright father you won't need to lose me. Under three conditions, 1.) you allow my family back into Camelot and to live in the castle. 2.) You accept my marriage to Guinevere as legal and her as my future Queen, and my kids as legitimate heirs to the throne after Guinevere and I. 3.) you allow Guinevere and I to raise our kids how we see fit. Can you do that father? And remember me leaving is on you because you decide if you want my family in your life for not," Arthur said sternly meeting Uther's gaze.

Uther stared at his son thinking of his demands. If he allowed them to return that means that he is accepting his son eloped with a servant. He then thought about how polite and noble Anna acted, she looked like and talked like a real princess with grace and elegance.

"Ok then the twins and I will stay in my chambers tonight and I will send for some knights to get Guinevere in the morning. And don't worry father, we will join you for dinner in the great hall tonight," Arthur said interrupting his father's thoughts.

"What? Arthur, I never said..." Uther began looking at his son confused.

Arthur smiled, "I saw your face father, you love the twins, especially Anna. and because of your silence, it told me you were thinking about it and I knew you would make up your mind. Don't worry Father you will not regret this," Arthur said smugly nodding his head at Uther and leaving the room.

"I hope not," Uther mumbled to himself after Arthur left.

Amhar grew silent as Percival and Gwaine carried him and his sister down the hall. Why would grandpa yell at daddy like that? Does he hate daddy? Amhar thought the questions buzzing in his head. "Will daddy be ok, Uncle Percival? What did he not want me and Anna to hear?" he asked, glancing up at Percival.

"Um... I am sure he will be fine. Don't worry Amhar your dad and grandpa always argue a lot because they have different perspectives and views in life," Percival said hesitantly.

Amhar nodded, thinking of his father again and then if he would ever argue with his daddy like that. He flinched slightly, tensing up at the thought of arguing with his father and having his father hate him and kick him out of the house. No, I will always love daddy, be nice to him and never argue with him because I want to stay with him forever...but what if he yells at me first? Amhar thought, his imagination taking hold of his mind, seeing all the awful things that he and his father could argue about. I wish daddy were here to hold me and tell me that he won't throw me out of the house.

"Mmm, what is that yummy smell Uncle Gwaine?" Anna said snapping Amhar out of his thoughts and smelled the air. It did smell good just like his sister said, something wonderful.

"That, sweetheart is cherry pie that the cook is making for desert tonight," Gwaine chuckled as Anna pulled away from him to get a big whiff of the wonderful cherry pie smell again.

Anna frowned staring up at Gwaine, confusion on her face. "You can make cherry pies? I thought there was only apple... Because last year daddy picked some apples from an apple tree and mummy made a pie. It did not last long because it was really small, but it was the best food I have ever tasted. And then we never had pie again," Anna said sadly.

Gwaine chuckled slightly again, "well sweetheart you can have as many pieces of cherry pie that you want after dinner. I am sure your dad will not mind."

"I want a piece too," Amhar said looking from Gwaine to Percival. "Can I have one too Uncle Percival?"

"One of what?" said a voice behind the knights, "one of what?" He asked again before turning on Gwaine. "What did you give them?" Amhar turned to see his father standing behind them a frown on his face glaring at Gwaine.

"Daddy!" Amhar said excitedly, reaching for him. Arthur then turned to his son and smiled, taking him from Percival. His son then hugged himself tightly to Arthur, burrowing his head into Arthur's neck.

"Whoa hey Amhar what's going on? Are you ok?" Arthur asked now concerned as his son held tighter onto him. Amhar shook his head slightly thinking of how angry his father seemed at grandpa and how angry grandpa seemed to his father. Arthur rubbed his back soothingly, "it's ok you are fine my boy, just fine. How about we go back to my chambers for a nap ok?" Amhar nodded feeling better that his father was here. "Gwaine, do you want me to take Anna?" Arthur asked.

"I want to stay with Uncle Gwaine, can I please daddy!" Anna asked before Gwaine could say anything.

"Fine with me," Gwaine said smugly, "I can show Anna the tavern, I was planning on going there anyway-"

"No! Absolutely not Gwaine," interrupted Arthur glaring at the knight.

"All right all right, I was just joking mate. I will take her to the village and i. the streets meeting the people maybe take her to see Gwen's old home." Gwaine said laughing.

"You better not be joking," Arthur said sternly. "Anna you have fun ok. And Gwaine make sure you stay close to the castle and don't leave her alone, I still don't trust my father," Arthur said frowning as Amhar tensed up at the mention of his father. "have fun princess, listen to Gwaine and do what he asks you. Gwaine have her in my chambers by supper time," Arthur said kissing her on the forehead.

"Bye daddy see you later. Love you," Anna said waving to Amhar and Arthur as Gwaine carried her down the hall and out of sight.

"Percival can you please have Elyan, Lancelot and Leon keep an eye on them please," Arthur said, turning to the knight.

"Of course sire," Percival said bowing to Arthur and then followed Gwaine down the hall. Arthur sighed and began to walk back to his chambers with Amhar still clinging to his neck. Amhar relaxed slightly as Arthur entered his old chambers.

"Would you like to go lay down?" Arthur asked softly, walking towards the bed. Amhar shook his head again and held onto Arthur tighter. Arthur frowned, "What is it Amhar? Why are you so sad and tense all of a sudden?" Arthur asked confused sitting on the bed with Amhar in his lap.

Amhar let out a sob and looked his tear filled eyes at his father, "daddy you... You are not going to hate me like grandpa hates you right? You won't kick me out of the house right?" He asked lowering his head.

"Amhar son, what are you talking about? Why would I throw you out of the house? Why would you think that I could ever hate you?". Arthur said, reaching up to wipe his son's tears. "Amhar what on earth gave you that idea?"

"G-grandpa was yelling at you and he was mad at you. And you said that you argue all the time and that grandpa hated you and made you leave your home. I don't want to leave you daddy, or have an argument with you." At this Amhar burst into more tears again.

"Amhar there is no need to cry, don't cry. It's ok, that's just how your grandpa is. He is always cranky and yells a lot. I ran away be cause I was mad at him, but that does not mean he does not love me or I him," Arthur said trying to sooth his shaken son, but Amhar did not look convinced.

"Amhar, look at me, have I ever yelled at you before?" Arthur asked lifting his sons chin to meet his eyes.

The little boy thought for a moment, and then shook his head no. "but daddy what if you do yell at me? Does that mean you hate me?"

Arthur chuckled "No Amhar I could never hate you, I will always love you no matter what. I need you to know that ok?" Amhar nodded again. "Good, then the only reason I would ever yell at you is because I was angry and scared that something would happen to you. Does that make sense?" Arthur asked seriously.

Amhar nodded again letting a huge sigh of relief and jumped up into his father's arms snuggling against his chest. "Thank you daddy, I am so glad you don't hate me. I love you so much."

Smiling Arthur held his son closer, "Don't worry my little Amhar I will always be here for you and accept any decision you make. I love you my son, always have and always will." Amhar nodded rubbing his eyes and moved over on the blankets snuggling up against his fathers legs. Arthur began to stroke his hair and soon the little boy was fast asleep on his lap.

How do you think of this crazy chapter? Utter and Arthur? Amhar and Arthur? Father son moments for both? I hope you like it and don't worry, next chapter will be Anna's adventures in the village ;) I hope you liked the father son moment between Amhar and Arthur.

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