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Previously...

"Maybe we could put our parents name... If our baby is a boy, he can have my father's name, Constantine, and if it's a girl, she can be called Vivienne, just like your mother." He said caressing her hair.

"It's..." Morgana's eyes got wet. Yes, pregnancy was really messing with her emotions!

"It's foolish, right?" Uther looked down.

"No, it's beautiful!" She kissed him with all her love, caressing his lips with hers.

"Well... so let's hope you're right and our baby is a girl!" Uther smirked.

Uther caressed Morgana's belly carefully, while she had her head lying on his chest. And finally the couple slept, with the hopes of a new life.

Chapter 2

Uther opened his eyes next morning. While it was warm and agreeable in bed, he could see the day was foggy and a bit cold outside. Morgana was still asleep cuddled on his body. She was warm and soft against him, and she was sleeping so peacefully that Uther was afraid to move and wake her. She moaned and smiled, but it didn't look like she was awaking. Probably she was dreaming... a very beautiful dream. Uther smiled at that.

He managed out of the bed, very carefully. It was late in the morning, almost ten and a half. But she looked so tired... Gaius and Merlin had mentioned she would need some more sleep than usual not only because of her pregnancy, but because a baby with magic needs more energy to grow... oh, and after an agitated night, her tiredness was very understandable! The king smirked. Uther got dressed and took some paper and a quill.

My dear Morgana,

You look like a goddess, even in your sleep. I could be all the eternity just begging to adore you, to love you. I'm so sorry for not being here to see you waking up. You were sleeping so peacefully that I wouldn't dare to interrupt a beautiful dream (was it a sight, my dear?) just because I needed your kisses. Unfortunately I must go and find out what Agravaine wants here. I don't trust him, Morgana. I really hope to be back soon enough to have lunch with you. Be sure that all my acts, all my will is to adore my goddess!

Always yours,

Uther

Uther reread the note and sighed. When would he believe Morgana would correspond his love if someone had told him it some months ago?

He walked back to the bed, put the blankets more carefully around Morgana's naked body and kissed gently the top of her head. She moaned softly and cuddled in the pillows, making him smile. Then Uther put the note on the bed, where he was lay before and quietly left Morgana's chambers.

Gaius and Merlin were at the physician's chambers preparing some herbs for one of his potions. Meanwhile, Merlin told him about Agravaine's arrival, they didn't have the chance to talk about it yesterday night.

"Is that all, Gaius?" Merlin asked curiously. "After Ygraine's death Agravaine had just gone back to Cornwall?"

"Well..." The physician hesitated. "Not before arguing with the king. That night..." Gaius revived the memory. "That night I thought one of them would kill the other, Merlin. I really thought."

"It was that bad?" Merlin's mind worked in an almost clinical reasoning.

"You can't imagine!" Gaius stopped macerating dill and looked at his pupil. "Ygraine was the only family Agravaine had. The night Arthur was born, he didn't lose a sister; he lost his entire family. And he saw her death as Uther's betrayal. He saw Uther as a cool blood murderer because the king was aware of the possible consequences of such great magic and even so, he risked Ygraine's life." Gaius sighed and Merlin exhaled a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"I guess I can imagine how hard it must have been."

"And Uther, by his turn, was also feeling guilty and betrayed by Nimueh. In his point of view at that time, she should have warned him Ygraine would risk her life by her son's. He lost the woman he loved. And, of course, Agravaine's threats of revenge didn't help his mourn." Gaius continued.

"I see..." Merlin had never thought about the situation in that way before. It was almost comprehensible the fear and the prejudice the king used to have against magic. "And what do you think about Agravaine's presence here in Camelot now?"

"Well, Merlin, it isn't his first visit since his sister's death. He stood here for some weeks when Arthur was a little boy. He told Uther he came to see his nephew, the only family he had so." Gaius explained. "He and the king tried to be... almost careful, I would say, with each other. Barely talking or being in the same place for much longer than extremely necessary."

"It didn't sound like Uther." Merlin pointed.

"Indeed." Gaius agreed. "Maybe Uther was still hurt for his wife's death and seeing Agravaine just made old injuries come back." He looked at the boy. "But now... Now I fear what could happen between them."

"Do you think..." Merlin started, but Gaius continued even so.

"Now his mourn is over. Now Uther is stronger, he is not haunted by Ygraine's death or his fear of magic anymore. Morgana has changed the king's mind much more she thinks she did." Gaius said.

"Do you think Agravaine came for revenge?" Merlin finally asked.

"Maybe." The man thought for some moments and looked at Merlin again. "Probably he did."

"Now his nephew isn't a little boy. Arthur could be king." Merlin continued. "So Agravaine could have his revenge."

"We must watch Agravaine carefully." Gaius agreed. "I really think you might be right." He sighed. "And when he knows that Uther and Morgana are going to get married, I think his fury and wish for vengeance will only increase and get stronger than ever."

"Maybe I should warn Arthur." Merlin continued. "It isn't just about Uther. Morgana and the baby are in danger too." Merlin's face got pale.

Agravaine was looking at the village out the window of his chambers. Camelot was a nice place to live. Very different from Cornwall, it was an organized and very civilized place. People were polite and really look happy for being there. Well, certainly it was because of the way the place is ruled... Then he remembered Uther Pendragon was the one ruling it! Uther Pendragon! The man he most despise all over the earth! Who needs organization and civilization? No, no! Cornwall was a great place; King Mark always makes sure royalty's needs are satisfied...

Generally Agravaine was a calm and very rational man. Unless when it comes up to Uther Pendragon and what that... that... that traitor had done to his sister! His beloved Ygraine... Ygraine who always listened to his problems and, with a sweet smile, assured him everything would be fine. Ygraine who was the only one to be there when the woman he loved and with whom he was engaged died suddenly. His young nephew, Arthur, was now his only hope. Maybe he should have been more present during his childhood. But he could notice Arthur was a correct man. He would never do what his father has done. Never. He would be a much better king!

Agravaine's thoughts were interrupted by someone knocking.

"Come in!" He answered. Probably it was a servant, so he just continued looking by the window.

"Agravaine." Oh no! What hell does he want here? How dares him to come here?

"Uther." He turned around to face the king. "What do you want here?" It sounded more insecure than Agravaine has intended. And Uther probably noticed it.

"I think we should talk." Uther started carefully.

"Talk?" Agravaine paced around waving his hands in angry. "What do we have to talk about?" He looked at him. Uther clearly didn't expect that reaction from the rational Agravaine. "Oh, maybe about how you killed my sister?"

"Agravaine..." Uther warned. He was trying to keep calm and have a mature conversation! God was aware he was trying! "Please, let's sit and talk like adults..."

Agravaine stopped and looked at him again, his dark hair falling over his forehead.

"So it be!" Agravaine sat at the table in front of Uther. "What do you want to tell me, your highness?" He mocked respect in a very fake way. Uther sighed, knowing the man was trying to make him lose his mind in fury. And he was almost succeeding it!

"I actually came to know what brings you to Camelot. Yesterday, when you arrived we didn't have the chance to talk properly..." Uther said politely.

"Yes... how is the lady?" Agravaine asked curiously.

"Oh, Morgana?" Uther smiled unconsciously. "She's fine."

"I wondered if there is something wrong with her..." Agravaine started.

"Lady Morgana is perfectly well, she just had a malaise." Uther pointed, trying to finish that topic and go back to the original one. "But let's talk a bit about you... better, about your intentions."

"You talk like I were a dangerous bandit, not a lord!" Agravaine pointed outraged. "There's no bad intentions!" He said loud. "I just came to see Arthur."

"Arthur?" Uther didn't trust a single word.

"Yes! You must remember Arthur is the only family I have since you murdered my dear sister!" Agravaine couldn't hold his tongue. Yes, he still wants his revenge, now Uther was more than sure!

"Agravaine..." Uther sighed. "You know I never intended to kill Ygraine. If I knew it would be her life..."

"You would have done it even so! Because as a king, you needed an heir!" Agravaine yelled at him. "You've never loved her, Pendragon!"

"Oh, but I did." Uther looked at him. "I know it was an arranged marriage, we didn't even know each other when we agreed to it. But as time had passed, we started to be fond of each other, Ygraine and I." Uther told him sincerely, not caring about the man's screams.

"It's a lie!" Agravaine screamed once again. "I saw how you used to treat Arthur, Ygraine's son! The boy was always alone... You had never even told him about his mother!" He accused.

"Well, he was a child! Moreover, do you think it was easy to me? Do you think it was easy to lose my wife and take care of a child without her? And rule a kingdom meanwhile!" Uther was yelling too. He sighed and lowered his voice. "At that time, Agravaine, I did my best. Today I can see a lot of mistakes and things I could have done in a different way. But it was the best I could manage that time, without anyone's help."

They were both quiet for some moments, trying to absorb the pieces of information. The air around Agravaine's chambers was so heavy that someone could almost touch it.

"Did you... did you loved Ygraine?" Agravaine asked insecurely, his voice was calmer and lower now.

"Yes, of course I did." Uther answered almost calmly. "I cared about her. I swear you I did." Uther sighed. "It was a big mistake. I can tell you how guilty I felt." He looked at the man. "When she died you promise you would revenge her death. But I can tell you, Agravaine, the biggest revenge you can have is being aware of my guilty and the miserable life I had for more than twenty years since Ygraine's death." Uther said sincerely. He preferred not to mention about the way he found love again with Morgana and how happy he feels now. It clearly wasn't the moment for that.

Uther got up, nodded at Agravaine and left. Obviously the question between them was not solved. But the king thought it was a sincere conversation... maybe Agravaine would give up his insensate plans of revenge. Maybe he could understand... What happened to Ygraine wasn't Uther's fault after all!

"Gwen" Morgana looked amused at her best friend. They were both sat on Morgana's bed, making clothes for the baby during all the afternoon. "This little coat you're knitting is lovely... but don't you think we already have enough of them?"

"Well, you don't have a white one." She smiled at Morgana. "Remember your baby will be born during winter..."

Morgana smiled and continued her work. She was knitting a small blanket to wrap the baby.

"I can't wait to look at her..." Morgana commented dreamily. "My little Vivienne!" She touched her belly.

Gwen was happy for her friend. And secretly, she couldn't wait to get pregnant too! Her baby and Morgana's could be friends and play together...

"And if it's a boy?" Gwen teased.

"Oh... I'm sure it's a girl!" Morgana said as confidently as always. "Well, I'd love little Constantine the same way!" She shrugged.

"Constantine?" Gwen smirked.

"Uther suggested calling the baby my mother's name if it's a girl or his father's if it's a boy." She explained. "We both hope it's a girl!" It made Gwen laugh. "Constantine wouldn't be our first choice for a baby's name..." She explained. "But I thought adorable Uther's attitude. It's like we could honour our family, bringing back dear people who aren't among us anymore..."

Gwen was about to say something when someone knocked.

"Come in." Morgana said loud.

The door was opened and a young blond girl with pink cheeks entered the lady's chambers.

"Sarah!" Morgana smiled. Sarah was her new maid. She was a thin and shy 15 years old girl. Oh, and she was starting to discover her magic. "Come in!" The lady smiled friendly. "We're making some clothes for the baby..."

"They're beautiful!" The girls brown eyes lightened. So she looked again at Morgana and said what she came to say. "My lady, I have good news!"

"News? What about?"

"Your bride gown, milady!" Sarah was so excited that it looked like she was the bride herself! "Margaret, the seamstress, has just brought it!"

"Oh!" Morgana's eyes shined. "Please, ask Margaret to come in!"

Soon an aged overweighed woman entered the room, carrying carefully the dress, wrapped in a white clothe.

"Excuse me, my lady." The seamstress said. "I brought your bride gown."

"This is a really great new!" Morgana got up, Gwen following her as much excited as the lady. "Let's see it!"

Margaret smiled at the joy on Morgana's face as she unwrapped the gown. It was white, of course; the sleeves were silk made, larger in the wrists as the current fashion. The neckline would show her beautiful collarbone, but not exposing too much of her breasts... She was a bride after all! The dress was fitted in the top and larger in the gown, in a very princess like stile. Goddess! And it was embroidered with a lot of small crystals, looking like lots of spots of light.

"Oh!" Morgana's smile was even larger, if it was possible. "It's beautiful! Very beautiful!" She wiped a tear... pregnancy and its confused emotions!

"Morgana..." Gwen touched her shoulders softly. "Calm yourself! You'll be a gorgeous bride!"

"Gwen, what if he changes his mind?" When did she start to behave like an insecure girl? Oh, but what if...

"Morgana, he loves you!" Gwen said. "It's on his face, everybody can notice it!"

"Yes, my lady!" Sarah said. "And Margaret has made such a fine job with your gown... why don't you try it?" The girl smiled trying to make her lady feels better, making the other women smile too.

"Yes, I would ask you to try it." Margaret agreed. "So I can make the last adjust if it's need."

Morgana smiled and nodded. Soon, with their help, Morgana was finally wearing her bride gown. She looked at her mirror and smiled, trying to imagine Uther's face when he sees her.

"It fitted perfectly!" Margaret smiled. "You look gorgeous!"

"Yes, Morgana!" Gwen was smiling too. "A perfect bride gown for Camelot's new queen!"

"I loved it!" Morgana smiled and felt another tear almost pouring. Goddess, does she deserve so much happiness? "Thank you so much, Margaret!" She looked at the old woman. "You're the best seamstress of all the kingdoms!"

"Arthur..." Merlin approached the king while he was giving George, his new manservant, his helm and sword. The training has been hard and Arthur and his knights were tired now the sun was setting. "Could we talk for a moment?"

"Of course, Merlin." Arthur looked at him. "What about?"

Merlin looked around. The knights were talking among them... but even so, such a delicate topic shouldn't be discussed like that!

"I preferred to talk to you privately." The boy said, making Arthur smirk.

"Oh, Merlin! You're talking just like my father and Morgana when they started their relationship! Do you know I love Gwen, right?" Arthur teased him, still smirking.

"Oh... Arthur!" Merlin blushed, for the prince's delight.

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry Merlin, I was just joking..." Arthur said, still amused. "Well... let's go to my chambers, we can talk there."

And so they went. As Merlin entered Arthur's chambers, he looked around in shock.

"Arthur! It's..."

"I know..." Arthur smirked. "It has never been so clean before."

"So you like your new servant." Merlin said a bit jealous.

"Yes. George is a fabulous servant... everything is clean, my clothes are organized, he always tells me about my commitments..."

"I see..." Merlin said.

"He just have one problem." Arthur was amused.

"Really? Which one?" Merlin was curious. Everything was so perfect! Where does Arthur found a problem?

"He's boring. A good servant. But not a friend as you." Arthur said sincerely.

Merlin gave him the biggest smile ever and went to Arthur with his opened arms.

"Merlin... what...?"

"Oh. I thought you wanted me to hug you." Merlin said awkwardly.

"I... uh... well!" Arthur quickly hugged Merlin, in a very clumsy way, and soon pulled away. "Uh... if you tell someone about that..."

"I won't." Merlin smiled amused. Some things never change!

"Good. Well, what did you wanted to talk about?" Arthur sat at the table and Merlin followed him.

"About your uncle." Merlin was serious.

Let's hope Arthur hears Merlin...

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A brief taste of our next chapter: the first guest properly invited to the wedding will finally arrive in Camelot! Guess who would it be? =)