Morgause watched from the shadows in horror as Guinevere cradled a wriggling baby wrapped in a blue blanket in her arms. Morgause was surprised by sharp baby's cries bouncing around the meadow. Gwen murmuring words of love to her squirming bundle. Morgause watched Gwen step carefully into her house with her arms tightly around her bundle. After a few moments, a soft lullaby floated out of Gwen's small house.
Morgause's eyes flared in fury. How is it possible that Guinevere gave Arthur a heir? She believed Arthur to honorable to touch the girl until marriage. Her body shook with fear. That child would ruin everything. How dare Arthur touch her and bring forth a heir for Camelot. Heir to ruin everything. Morgause' hand clenched in rage until she felt pain moving up her arms.
"The child must die."
Bob refused to open his small mouth. Gwen swore he shook his head when she offered him a mixture of Salmon and green beans. Her baby didn't like vegetables. He wanted 8 bottles a day and 3heaping potions of fish. Gwen insisted that he eat a few vegetables.
"It's good for you. You need to go big and strong. However, will you fly without vegetables, Bob?"
Gwen pressed a spoon to his mouth. Bob knocked the spoon out of her hand and lapped at salmon that fell on his chest. "Well, you will get hungry. I can't make you eat."
Gwen wiped Bob's chest and mouth with a clean cloth. She cradled her squirmy dragon as she sat in a rocking chair. Gwen slipped a bottle into Bob's waiting mouth. He contently suckled for awhile. His paws playing with her curls. Gwen noticed his little eyes were heavy as she rocked back and forth.
"Mother," Bob squeaked in the cool night air. He stood on his hind legs to peer out of his basket by Gwen's bed. His eyes scanned the perimeter. Carefully, he climbed from his bed. He toddled towards Mother. He pulled himself on her bed. He noticed her eyes were closed and she slept deeply. Bob bounced on her bed for a moment in attempt to wake her. A grumbling in his stomach distract him for a moment. He stuck his nose in the air and smelled fish. Carefully, he flapped his wings until he rose into the air. He little wings carried him to the table. He shoved his mouth into his discarded dinner. He didn't like it cold, but he was so very hungry. Bob's head spun around when he heard a noise at a window. He flapped his wings until he glided into a window. A small tear dropped from his eyes as pain filled his head. Before, Bob spotted a woman with gleaming hair staring at his home through a window. He felt something strange in his heart. It made him scared.
Gwen's head popped up from her soft pillow. She put fingers to her mouth as she spotted Bob hovering near a window.
"You're flying. " Bob flew back to Gwen and nuzzled her neck. He licked her gently with his rough tongue. Gwen smelt Salmon and green beans. "You're hungry. I told you. Let's give you more to eat." Gwen grabbed Bob as she walked towards her kitchen. She lit a candle and grabbed Bob's sloppy messy bowl.
Arthur ate a slice of apple as he listened to his father describing issues with the Northern border of Camelot. Arthur realized his father was obsessed with the Northern border. He constantly spoke about the Northern border. Morgana sat across from him, sipping a cool glass of water. He noticed a hardness in her eyes when she casted sideways glance to his father, no, their father. Morgan and Arthur shared a father. He couldn't believe Uther betrayed his mother.
"Uther," Morgan sweetly. "I was thinking about alliance. Perhaps, I should marry Arthur."
Uther choked on an apricot and paled at Morgana's suggest. Arthur swallowed a rush of bile at the thought of marrying his sister. Morgana sat back like a cat with a belly full of country mice. She enjoyed watching Uther squirm under the weight of his deceptions.
"Morgana, Arthur will chose his own bride. For love, Arthur can marry for love. Not alliance. Any girl that he chooses."
Morgana's green eyes widened in shock. "How lovely." Her chest rose in anger
At that moment, Arthur realized that Morgana knew Guinevere was steal alive. His love lived in constant danger. He watched Morgan's mouth tremble with anger.
Gwen tucked Bob into his bed his basket. Her little dragon laid snuggled in his basket on his belly with his tail in the air. His mouth made a few cute smacking noises. "Are you dreaming of fish?" Gwen grabbed a pail and head out of the door. She hummed softly as she walked briskly toward the river. She need salmon for Bob's dinner. He would sleep for exactly one hour and demand his dinner. Tears flew out of his eyes as she tried to feed him. He was just greedy.
She couldn't take him to the river. He waddled into a stream of rushing water. He got caught in a current and Gwen had to grab him out. He clung to her leg as she walked home carrying a pail of fish with a dragon on her leg. She felt like a bad mother, but what could she do?
Arthur pulled Merlin to the Royal stables. He feet struggling to keep up with Arthur's past. Merlin's chest heaved. Merlin watched Arthur climb upon his stallion.
"Come, Merlin."
Merlin watched in amazement as Arthur galloped out of Camelot. What is he doing? Merlin quickly followed after Arthur. He caught him a meadow in the direction of Ealdor.
"Arthur, what are you doing," Merlin called in confusion.
"Morgana knows that Gwen is alive. I need to check on her."
Merlin uttered a few magical words to still Arthur's horse. He galloped over to him. "We can't make it like this."
"She's not safe, Merlin!"
"I have an idea."
Merlin closed his eyes and mumbled a few words. He waited a few moments. He heard leaves rustling and a cool wind. Arthur raised an arm to protect his eyes. He shook his head when Kilgharrah landed on the meadow.
"You summoned me, Merlin."
"How did you get here so quickly from Ealdor?"
"Are you saying, Guinevere is by herself," Arthur demanded.
Kilgharrah shook his large head. "No, she isn't alone."
Merlin dismounted and tied his horse to a tree. "Arthur, he can get us there and back. We won't be missed."
Dislike filled Arthur's mind. "I don't trust him."
Merlin rolled his eyes. "do you love Gwen?"
Arthur 's chest quivered as he dismounted. He tied his horse next to Merlin's "Why do I listen to you?"
Morgause 's red dress rustled as she stepped towards Gwen's house; holding a large sharp knife. Sunlight bounced off the sharp blade. Her beautiful face masked in stone as she walked across the threshold. Gwen deserves to lose her child for leaving him alone. She walked carefully until she reached a basket sitting on a table. She raised her hands to plunge the knife into the baby's sleeping chest. Morgause jumped backed when Arthur spawn rose from his basket. Blue eyes flaring in anger. Fire roaring from his small mouth. Morgause's knife clattered against the floor as she ran from Gwen's house. Her screams echoing behind her.
Bob licked his lips and sleepy returned to his basket.
A?N" Don't judge Gwen. Bob is animal. I leave my dog. What up next? Arthur meets Gwen's baby. It doesn't go over well.