Disclaimer: Still haven't been given the writes to Merlin.
A/N Thank you for all the reviews, this is short but I can't stick it in front of next chapter- wouldn't fit. Trust me, so enjoy.
Knowing One's Place
Igran was fuming; a stupid little woman had shown him up in front of all of those people, he was now a laughing stock.
Not only that but she had broken protocol, she should not have been allowed to speak in front of all those people.
Igran was a firm believer that women should be seen and not heard. Leonie was nice to look at but a pain to be with. Igran would hate to be wed to a woman so vile.
His own wife knew when to hold her tongue and he was not too afraid to tell her when she was wrong. Unlike Sir Gareth.
A mouthy woman was as much use as a lame horse.
But Igran was determined to make her pay for her actions, for making him a fool in front of commoners and Knights.
He knew how to do it after all, he was an advisor to the King he was the sort of person who could make things happen. He could do what he wished, she would never know it was him and she would get her reward.
Igran was a councillor and he had many ties with the neighbouring kingdoms, there were many people willing to pay for instability within Caerleon and Igran was only too happy to accept it. It wasn't that Igran was evil, he just liked to step in the grey side of law and morality. Igran craved power, money and influence above everything else.
He had been taught from a young age that women and commoners where beneath him and it was these lessons that would forever be instilled in him.
Lady Leonie would have no idea what hit her.
Igran chuckled in glee, he had hoped when he was first given the task of hosting Sir Gareth's memorial that he could perhaps convince the feeble woman to returning with him, he had room for a mistress.
He had supposed she would be desperate for help and for support. She could not support herself after all. But instead she had been a proud, strong woman and it angered Igran that he had not got what he wanted.
Not to mention the land as prosperous as Lyonesse that he could have gained.
It did not matter anymore, women would always be beneath and he had not got to the standing he was without standing on a few toes and breaking a few laws. It would not change now. King Lot was a brave man but a man easy to lead- especially when his pride was at risk. He had done it to disgrace several of the knights; these knights had threatened everything Igran believed in. They were fighters of equality and of peace. Peace and equality would not benefit Igran. So he had had them disgraced with a few words in some important ears it had been done.
He didn't even feel slightly guilty about it.
He had done it before and he would do it again.
A/N He's such a nasty piece of work! Hell of a lot of fun to write though. As you may have noticed I am trying to show how much sexism there would have been back then in comparison to now. It's so short I will update tomorrow, it is only 500 words! Please review people!
-Updates may start coming very slow, I have my final A level exams coming up (bricking it) so apologises in advance.