Stop the Violence

-Brittany-

Today was the day. Today was the day that she was returning. I was so excited. When I awoke this morning Arthur was already gone. After emptying my stomach again, I heard Rachel appear.

'Are you alright your highness?' She asked, sounding genuinely worried.

I coughed and spat into the bowl one last time before replying. 'Aye, tis the childs fault is all.' I smiled weakly. 'Can you dispose of this please? And fetch Elizabeth?' Rachel nodded and took the clay bowl from my grasp, holding it at arms length as she left. I got dressed and as I sat combing my hair, I heard her walk in.

'Good Morrow Brittany. How are you this morning?' She took the comb from me and took over my hair. I loved that comb. It was my mothers and she gave it to me before I got married. I missed both her and my father dearly, but if it was not for them, then I would never have met Santana. And no matter what disgusting things my husband does to me, the thought of San makes everything so much better. I smiled as I once again remembered she was returning today. 'Brittany?' Elizabeth asked, I realised she was still waiting for an answer.

'Oh, I am good thank you. Apart from the morning sickness of course.' I grinned.

'Is it true that Mercedes is meant to be coming to Camelot within the week?' She asked.

I nodded. 'That is not why I am so happy though...' I replied looking back at her.

'Ah, Sir Lancelot is returning today is she not?' I saw a small smile creep across her wrinkled face.

'Aye. I have missed her so.' She put my hair up. 'I need to speak with her alone though. I do not know how. Arthur will wish to speak with her and I fear I will not be alone with her as soon as I might want to.' I pouted and she laughed softly.

'Do not worry child. I am sure you will think of something.' She smiled again, but it faded quickly. 'Did the King behave himself last night?' She asked looking worried at me.

'Aye. Since he discovered I am with child he has kept his hands to himself. I am sure he has found a woman to attend to his needs in the mean time.' I should be angry that my husband was having an affair, but he was King so it was normal, and not only that, I did not care at all. It was a relief that he left me be for now. I got up and looked out of my window towards the courtyard. A few guards were training and I could hear the clash of wooden swords. I sighed. I remembered how Santana would teach me. I got shivers as I thought of how close she stood to me, as she showed me how to fire an arrow. I bit my lip and ignored the warm tingles I felt in my stomach. I spent the day in my chambers with Elizabeth talking and reading some books that she had borrowed from Mike for me.

It was growing dark when suddenly heard the bugle call, announcing someones arrival. Santana. I hurried outside, desperate to see her. I heard Elizabeth laughing as she followed me outside. I was right, as I arrived at the front, a carriage pulled up flanked either side by several Knights on horseback and at the very front was Santana. She jumped off of the horse and removed her helmet, allowing her long black hair to fall softly down to her shoulders. She was covered in dirt but I did not care, all I wanted was to run into her arms. But I could not. Arthur appeared out of nowhere and immediately went and hugged her.

'Lancelot!' He called as he grabbed her. I saw her expression harden and her jaw set in anger but she reciprocated the hug, knowing that I did not want her to make a scene.

'Artie. We have King Jesse for you. Shall I escort him to the dungeons?' She asked trying her hardest not to show her anger.

'Nay, Blaine?' He called addressing another Knight. 'Can you and Karofsky escort the carriage to the dungeons, make sure that his majesty has a nice comfy cell.' He smirked cruelly. I have only seen that smile a few times and it makes me sick whenever I do see it. I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat and tried not to remember.

Just then I noticed that Santana had walked over to me, I resisted the urge to hug her. She smiled at me. 'Britt.' She whispered glancing over to Arthur who was still conversing with the other Knights.

'I missed you San.' I replied smiling foolishly.

'I missed you too Britt.' She smirked, I missed that so much, it was taking all I had to not just grab her and kiss her and show her how much I did truly miss her. She glanced around before pulling something out from under her armour. I chuckled, how did she fit anything under it? They were scraps of paper. 'I wrote you while I was away. I knew I could not send them but I just wanted you to know I did write to you. I misplaced a few of them...' She gave them to me and I quickly stowed them away. I smiled even more knowing that when she was writing to me, I was writing to her. I wish I could have kept them to give to her.

'Of course my love.' I saw Arthur slowly making his way over to us. 'Tomorrow morn I shall meet you in your chambers?'

'Aye. I am most looking forward to it. I-' She was interrupted by Arthur who stood beside me and wrapped his arm around my waist.

'Ladies.' Arthur smirked at us. 'It is nice to see you two getting along. My two favourite maidens in all the land.' Santana shot him a glare which he misread. 'Fine, my favourite Knight and favourite maiden? Haha, Santana we must go, we have much to discuss.' He kissed my cheek and walked inside motioning for San to follow him. She bowed and winked at me before quickly following him inside.

Once they were out of sight I rubbed my cheek trying to get rid of the feel of Arthur that rested upon it. I turned to Elizabeth who chuckled and led me inside. I fiddled with the letters and decided to head to my chambers to read them immediately.

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-Santana-

I followed Artie to the throne room. I did not realise how furious I would feel upon seeing him. I kept on picturing him violating my Britt and I wanted to castrate him for it. I pushed 'Lady Snixx' deep down inside and took deep breaths as I stood before Artie.

'Congratulations on your victory, Santana. I am very grateful, you have saved this Kingdom.' He grinned. I wanted nothing more than to punch it right off of his face.

'Aye Sir. But it is my duty. We lost many of the Lothian soldiers but the greatest casualty was Sir Nelson. The Stick took an arrow to the throat, he died in my arms. We buried him along with the others but I had a messenger see to it that his family were informed.' His face fell at the news.

'Tis a shame. He was a brave Knight. Still I have some good news that I wish to share with you Lance.'

I frowned in confusion. 'Aye, what is it Sire?'

'Guinevere is with child. I shall have an heir.' He grinned madly but I just saw red. That meant that he had... touched her again. Forced himself upon her. I know Brittany and she would not have done this by choice. Would she? It does not matter. She is not your wife, she is Arties and she may call you her love but they both have a right to sleep together. It is the done thing in a marriage. I cannot believe that she would though. He has touched her. How dare he. He does not respect her. I growled. 'Santana?' I realised he was looking at me weirdly.

'Sorry Sire, I do not feel well. I wish to go to bed. Good day Sire. I will speak with you tomorrow?' I bowed and quickly turned around.

'Oh, would you like me to have Kurt fetch Beiste for you?'

'Nay, tis fine. I just need to rest is all.' I called as I left the room. I practically ran to my chambers and threw myself onto my bed. I felt myself cry. I do not know why but the news has effected me. I feel so angry and sad that this has happened. That I could not prevent it. I realised I was still in my armour and quickly got changed into my robes. I was still furious about Artie. I sighed and sat down on my bed running my fingers through my hair. Today has been a long day.

'Sanny?' I groaned and turned to face the doorway seeing Quinn standing there grinning at me.

'Evening Q.' I put on a smile for her.

'Oh lord Sanny you're home safe! I feared for your life.' She ran over and hugged me. 'You have been gone so long, almost 3 months.' She slapped my arm playfully. 'Don't ever do that again.' She giggled and I smiled weakly.

'No promises Quinn. Have fun without me?'

'I had to...' She purred and winked. Not again.

'Oh really? That's nice. I am feeling tired from my travels. I wish to go to bed shall I see you tomorrow?' I needed to get rid of her before she tried anything.

'Do you not want some... company? You must be so very tense...' She carried on sitting next to me and slowly stroking my arm.

'No, tis fine Quinn. Not tonight.' I said sternly. I was not in the mood for her crap.

'Why not Sanny. You have not wanted to be with me for months. I thought you going away wold change that. Make you want me. It is so lonely without you Sanny. I want you. Nay. I need you now.' She whined moving to stand in front of me. I had, had enough. I stood pushing her away from me.

'FUCK SAKE QUINN. I SAID NO. I do not wish to be with you. It was fun for a while but do you not understand no? I do not wish to have sex with you, I do not even wish to be near you right now. Just go. You are my maid and nothing more. Get that into your head.' I growled angrily. I knew I was not this mad at her. But I could not shout at Artie so I have misdirected my anger. It is too late to take it back now, she must understand that I do not wish to be with her. There is only one blonde in my life and I cannot have her.

Quinn looked hurt then angry then upset. 'You just made a big mistake Santana. A real big mistake.' She glared at me before running out crying. I sighed and sat on my bed once again running my hands through my hair. Before long I laid down and was able to sleep.

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-Brittany-

I could not believe it. Santana is so sweet and adorable. I had been reading her letters for the past hour of so. There were so many and all of them were kind of sweet. I had just read one in which she had written a poem.

I neither die, nor live, nor get well,

I do not feel my suffering, and yet it is great suffering,

because I cannot tell the future of her love,

whether I shall have it, or when,

for in her is all the pity

which can raise me up or make me fall.

I am pleased when she maddens me

when she makes me stand with open mouth staring,

I am pleased when she laughs at me,

or makes a fool of me to my face, or my back;

for after this bad the good will come

very quickly, if such is her pleasure.

I felt a single tear roll down my cheek. I love her so. Suddenly I heard heavy boots marching towards the room. I quickly hid the letters in my drawer and sat combing my hair. I felt Arthurs presence beside me. He ran his hands up and down my arms and breathed all over my neck. He stank of rotten fruit and bitter wine.

'You look so pretty Guinny.' I winced at the nickname he gave me. I gulped and closed my eyes in disgust as he kissed my neck. 'So very pretty.'

'Not tonight Arthur.' I said firmly hand going down to my stomach. To protect my unborn child? Who knows. I just did not want him to touh me anymore.

'Aw. Why ever not my sweet? You know you like it...' He chuckled quietly in my ear.

'Nay. I do not. Please stop now.' I remembered what Elizabeth had said to me, if he goes to far then physically stop him. I grasped his hand that was wandering down my body. Suddenly he turned me around to face his him and kissed me. It was disgusting. He tasted disgusting. I closed my eyes and pictured San, what she would do if she were here. I pushed him off of me. 'No. Arthur.'

I was not prepared for what came next. My left cheek stung as he slapped me. 'You are nothing Guinevere. I could have another wife in seconds. You're lucky I chose you. You should be on your knees worshipping me.' He slapped me again, hard enough to send me crashing to the floor. 'Nothing at all.' He spat beside me and marched from the room slamming the door behind him.

I curled into a ball sobbing and I must have fallen asleep.

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A/N Thank you for reading please review, I hope you liked this chapter as it is setting up the Brittana action you all have been craving. My question about the smut from last chapter still stands so if you really don't want it let me know. If you really do want it let me know haha. Thank you again to all who have followed/ favourited until next time, :)

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P.S I just wanted to say omfg to SystematicHooliganism. 'The Hunter and The Serf' is one of my most favourite fics like ever and I feel honoured that you are following my story. To everyone else, go read it, that story inspired this one if I'm honest haha. :D