AN- Update: I decided to continue this, for my few readers! Thanks anyways :)
Category: Het
Characters/Pairings: Guinevere/Arthur
Rating/Warnings: K+
A Day on the Lake
Guinevere was silent as she and Arthur rowed a small canoe across the lake. It was just about dusk, a beautiful evening really. The sunset gave the water a shimmering orange haze. All was not silent however: the area was alive with chattering insects, birds and whatever other creatures were awake at the time.
"You are very quiet, Guinevere." Arthur noted, paddling along. Gwen smiled at him reassuringly. "I'm just thinking is all."
At this, he grinned. "About?"
"You, Camelot, Merlin, all our friends..." she began. "Just for starters. And this lake. It's absolutely gorgeous at this time of day."
"It certainly cannot outshine your beauty." Arthur stopped rowing and grabbed her hand. "You mesmerise me, everything about you. The personality you have is as stunning as the young woman I see now."
Guinevere leaned forward and kissed him softly. "You are perfect and you always know just what to say."