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Here's a cute little random Arthur/Gwen/Shayla moment. Enjoy!
Arthur and Guinevere: Missing Moments
Chapter 2
Arthur and Gwen are in the Royal Chambers, dealing with a crying Shayla, whose around four months old. She has been fussing, fussing, fussing for the last 45 minutes, and Gwen is out of ideas as to how to soothe her.
"We can fix this," Arthur says confidently, when he sees that Gwen is starting to look a little frazzled.
"How?" She moans, resting her head against his shoulder for a second.
"With this," he says, and hands the baby to Gwen so he may pull the pram from the nursery.
"Arthur," Gwen sighs. "How is her pram going to help us? It's pouring outside. How will we wheel her around?"
"Why, inside the castle, of course," Arthur answers confidently in his of-course-I've-got-a-plan voice.
"What?"
"I'll carry the pram down the main stairs, you'll carry Shay, I'll put her in the pram and we'll wheel her around and around all the hallways and corridors. She's bound to fall asleep that way."
"But, Arthur, the point of taking her outside was so that she wouldn't disturb everyone. Her crying isn't exactly quiet, you know." As if he didn't already know that.
"But she's the Princess," Arthur declares proudly. "Everything she does is adorable, crying included."
Gwen smiles at that, laughs a little, says, "You didn't exactly say that two days ago when she was practically screaming for an hour because she was too stubborn to fall asleep."
"That's because she doesn't want to miss anything," Arthur replies without missing a beat. "Gaius says I was the same way."
"Oh, good," Gwen says sarcastically. She smiles when Arthur smirks at her in response.
"Besides, I'm the King," he says. "If I say I can wheel my daughter around in her pram inside the castle, then that's what'll happen."
"OK," Gwen agrees, smiling a little through her distress. Arthur rests a hand on his wife's arm for a moment before turning to put Shayla in the pram. "Arthur, are you sure this will work?"
"No," he answers plainly. "I'm not. But we've at least got to try, right?
"Right," Gwen says with a smile. And with that, Arthur puts his arm around Gwen's shoulder loosely with one hand as she wheels the pram with Shayla inside through the door and out of the Royal Chambers.
