Destiny
"In Camelot, the Prince and the Servant love each other tenderly since years. But what will happen when a close friend to Gwen propose to her ? Will she cede to the easiness knowing the Arthur and her could never be ? Or will the two lovers fight for their love ? Is this a battle lost since the start ? Can we really fight against destiny ? " Set after 3x10. Things are a little different, the end isn't the same as the episode, Morgana is the same as in season 1 ( I can't have her as the devil one, sorry !) and there was no promise of wait for each other in my version..."
Chapter 4 :
Arthur came in the room where his father was eating, with Morgana. He had opened the door so brutally that every stares were laid on him. He vaguely saw Merlin frowned but didn't cared. He opened the mouth, when Gwen's words came back in his mind.
" They receded a little and Gwen wiped her cheek before plunged her eyes in his.
"You can't talk to him Arthur."
"Of course I can."
She sighed and laid a tired hand on her eyes. He caught this hand and laid it on his beating heart. Right away, feeling this heart calmed her down. This reminded her of that time, after the Dragon's attack, when she cured him after he saved her life and he took this very hand and put it on his heart, making her understand it was beating only for her. She smiled then and saw the slight smile on his face.
"Arthur," she then breathed, "I beg you. Your father isn't ready."
"You don't know that."
"He tried to kill me ! "
He looked down and shook his head.
"I can't loose you."
He walked away and she opened the mouth in order to keep him but it was too late. Trying to swallow her worries on what he was, or wasn't going to do, Gwen left."
"Arthur ?"
"Arthur, is everything alright ?"
He shook his head, like if he was going back to Earth. Arthur saw his father, frowning, and Morgana, standing, ready to come at his help if need was. He walked toward finally,
"Yes." he breathed, "Yes, everything is just fine."
He walked forward again and settled at the table, trying not to met the worried look in his big sister's eyes. He wouldn't be able of hiding the truth much more longer. He needed to talk.
Gwen was coming home when she finally noticed that she must go to work and should probably apologize toward Morgana for her late. The young woman quickened her path and soon, she found herself in the room where was the King, the Prince and the Princess. She swallowed, seeing Arthur pale and seeing that he didn't eat anything that was in his plate. Finally, as if he felt her presence, the Prince's eyes laid on her and she stayed still, dazed. She didn't saw the puzzled look on Arthur's sister while she was studying her brother, finding him pale, tired ... Discretely, she turned her head in order to see what he was staring at but saw nothing else that Gwen, who looked ill too. She looked Arthur again, drinking her juice when finally understand something and choke.
"Morgana ! Are you okay ?" exclaimed Arthur, right away,
She raised her hand and tried a smile, still choking. This couldn't be the thruth.
"Are you fine Morgana ?" asked finally Uther and she nodded, gradually recovering full use of his lungs.
She then plunged her emerald stare on Arthur, trying to find some circumstances that could prove she was wrong about all this. She frowned, thinking. It was true that when Gwen was arrested, Artur had fight for her, even relinquish his right to the throne. She was there. She had heard. But he was enchanted by then... wasn't he ?
Arthur laid his fork, loudly. Maybe it was the tiredness, or the anger, or the heartbreak that was talking, but he needed to say it.
"Arthur ?" asked his father, "Is there a problem ?"
"Yes." breathed only the young Prince and his stare drift a little on Gwen, who paled a little more.
"What's going on ? Can I help you son ?"
"Father, this is not fair. We should be free to fall in love with who we want. We should have the choice. And today, I tell you that I will choose my wife. I will marry someone who I love and who loves me back. Someone who'll make me a better man. This is not your life father, it's mine."
Uther frowned and in a rather cold voice, said,
"And have you found such a person Arthur ?"
The young man was ready to speak, wet his dry lips and opened his mouth when ...
Morgana watched her brother speak and right away, a feeling of proud invaded her. Their mother would be so proud of him ... She smiled tenderly, thinking of it. However, she stared at her father and noted with fright that his face was closing.
"And have you found such a person Arthur ?"
Arthur couldn't talk to him about what was happening with Guinevere, no matter -what- was ! She tried to warned Arthur but he had his determined face and she sighed, the boy would be the death of her ! She then watched Gwen and saw her ready to faint, which gave her an idea ...
"Lady Morgana !" screamed Gwen immediately, while her young mistress was crumbling on the ground.
Distraught, Arthur got up right away, running at his sister's side, soon followed by their father, annoyance replaced by true fear.
"Morgana ?" asked gently Arthur, trying to waking her up, "Morgana ?"
He turned toward Gwen and whispered,
"We have to bring her back to her chamber."
Slowly, he then put his arms under her legs and back, to secure it against him and walk away, along with Gwen. Arthur told Merlin before left,
"Are you coming Merlin ?"
Gaius and Merlin just left, asserting that she will be fine, the Princess only needed some rest. Arthur saw Gwen let out a sigh of relief and he smiled tenderly, seeing her so bound to his sister. She turned her head and glimpsed his smile, smiling back to him as tenderly. He got closer and took her hand, leading her to a close room.
"Arthur..."
He didn't let her the time to resume and took her in his arms, squeezing her tight. Finally, she snuggled against his chest and he felt alive, some confidence coming back to him.
"You know," he breathed tenderly, "I would have told him."
"I know Arthur."
"And I'll tell him, if this is what you want."
She took a big breath and buried her face in the crook of his neck.
"Guinevere ?
"I want you to hold me tight."
And, powerless in front of the woman he loved, the young man obeyed, closing his arms around her, squeezing her against him.
Morgana kept her eyes closed. First, in order to keep appearances, and then, in order to listen what her brother and her friend was saying to each other. Curiosity was a bad thing, perhaps, but she had saved them up, surely she could enjoy a little! She heard the noise heading toward her private area and focused, trying to hear more,
"I would ... told him." whispered a male voice,
"I know Arth..." answered him a female voice she barely heard,
"And... tell him, if ... you want."
She focused harder, trying to hear better.
"I want you to hold me tight."
She smiled this time, having heard the last sentence perfectly. So, her darling little brother was in love with her most dear friend ? Morgana couldn't help the smile of true joy that reached her lips. Indeed, their mother would have been proud of him ...
"Mummy ! Peter said I can't love whoever I want ! " whimpered the little golden-haired boy, throwing himself in his mother's arms.
The Queen smiled tenderly in front of her little boy and despite her imposant belly, managed in take her son in his arms in order to squeeze him against her. The little man snuggled against his mother,
"Why ?"
"Because ... He say that I can only marry a Princess ! I don't want to mummy, Princesses are stupid and selfish and... well, except Morgana but she is my sister !"
The queen smiled tenderly,
"Can I tell you a secret, little one ?" whispered the woman to her little boy who nodded, playing with the ring that later, will be his. "You're free to love whoever you want. One day, you'll be a great King, I'm sure of it and I wish you to have the woman you love by your side, a strong and caring woman, who will make you a better man."
Arthur plunged his wide blue eyes in hers, the speech a little hard for a boy aged of 5 years old.
"It means that I can then ?"
She suddenly laughed and squeezed him against her. At this moment, the Queen glimpsed her beautiful daughter at the door, here since the start.
"Come love," breathed the Queen, holding her arm toward Morgana. This one walked closer and cuddled against her mother too."
Morgana had to wipe a tear that was escaping her eyes. She missed her mother so much... Things would have been so different if she didn't have died, trying to give birth to a sister that never get the chance to see the day ...
Once in the corridors, Arthur took the word again.
"It seems like you have you day..."
"I must stay and look after Morgana."
"Guinevere..."
"She is my friend !"
"You're pale as death. You need to sleep."
"I'm not forced to do what you tell me to."
He smiled and walked closer,
"Guinevere." he breathed, enunciating each syllable, with that voice that made her melt ...
"That's not fair." she whispered and he laughed.
He walked closer and in a tender hand, raised her chin in order for her to watch him. He walked closer a little and plunged in her doe eyes for a moment,
"What are you doing ?" she asked gently,
"I can see through you Guinevere."
His eyes were so intense she didn't even doubted his word.
"What are you looking for then ?"
"To know if I'm the only one there." he whispered and she felt like she was freezing under the intensity of his stare.
"Arthur..."
He receded finally and sighed,
"Get some rest my love."
She took a step back then got closer to him, kissing him gently, quickly, before leave. Arthur couldn't help the wide grin that light up his face. All was not lost.
Morgana didn't noticed she fell asleep until she woke up. She rubbed her eyes and jumped slightly, seeing someone in the chair at her side.
"You scared me." she muttered toward her father.
"I was just coming to see how you were."
"Fine."
"Good."
Between father and daughter, the talk was broke. If Uther had manage in keeping a semblance of a relationship with Arthur, Morgana seemed to be really mad at him. And he knew why. Because he could be hard and unfair sometimes, but she had to understand. That was what be King meant. He nodded and was ready to leave when she resumed, looking down, in a low voice.
"I miss mum."
Uther felt his heart stopped. He never talked about Ygraine. Never. He was ready to cut this converstaion but she resumed, his brilliant little girl,
"She would have let Arthur marry whoever he wants."
"Morgana..." started the King and she stared at him, "He looks so much like her." he finally whispered in a broken voice after a long silence. He looked up toward her and she saw his eyes full of tears.
"It's true." she nodded in a quiet voice suddenly. She never saw her father cry. Except the night his wife and last daughter died.
"He looks so much like her ..." repeated the King in a sob this time. "You don't get it Morgana. You looks like her, you have some features of her face, of her spirit. But Arthur... Arthur is the spitting image of your mother and that's why it's so ... hard. "
Morgana frowned, feeling tears pricked at her eyes too, seeing her father as he was truly, a broken man.
"And now... Oh Morgana I remembered Ygraine, on her deathbed, making me swear that I'll let you two marry whoever you want, that I'll let you be happy, to not close in my sadness... I..." another sob took him, "I remember... " a tear rolled down on Morgana's cheek. "I failed. I failed on everything ... Oh Ygraine... could you one day forgive me ?"
This time, Morgana laid her hand on his father's and he looked up at her, surprised.
"It's going to be fine... dad."
Another sob took the King and his first born took him in her arms, tears leaving her wonderful emerald eyes in front of the selfishness that she thought she had, not even seeing the broken soul of her own father. After a few seconds, he receded and wiped his cheeks.
"This must remain between us."
"But..." breathed Morgana,
The King got up and without a word more, left the room, leaving his daughter dazed.
Gwen was walking in the corridors, toward her home. She was still lost. Arthur. Louis. She loved Arthur. She didn't love Louis, at least, not that way. She may never be with Arthur. Louis was offering her a simple life. She would be the more happiest woman married to Arthur. She wouldn't be happy married to Louis, but she would be alive. She sighed and ran a hand in her curly hair. She was exhausted. She needed comfort. She was scared. She was lost. Suddenly, she stopped. And turned around.
Arthur was ready to visit Morgana in order to see if she was feeling better, when he met Merlin in the corridors. In fact,when he ran into Merlin.
"Ouch !"
"Merlin ?"
The young man rubbed his head and his friend helped him getting up,
"What are you doing here ?"
"I wanted to talk to you."
"Is it an emergency ?" asked then the Prince, "I was on my way to see Morgana."
"I will make it short then."
"You know how to do that ?"
Merlin glared at him,
"Royal prat."
"Sorcerer."
"Again ?" laughed Merlin,
"Not the time to find better." smiled the Prince before resumed, seriously, "So ?"
"This morning," started Merlin, "You were really about ..."
"Yes Merlin."
"But..."
"I know what you're gonna say. That it's dangerous. Bla bla bla."
"Yes and..."
"I love Guinevere. I love her. I'll do anything for her."
"I know and ..."
"Have you finished Merlin ?" asked politely Arthur,
"I guess I have ..."
"Perfect."
And Arthur left, leaving Merlin alone, muttering about how a talk was suppose to be two person talking to each other.
Gwen came in the Prince's chamber and saw that he wasn't there. She walked toward the bed, removed her shoes and cuddled in his covers, getting drunk in the scent of him. A scent of pine and fresh she loved above everything. Right away, her heart calmed down, her mind stopped torturing her. She was where she belongs. And for now, nothing else mattered... Nor Uther, nor Louis, nor status. Nothing.
Arthur came in and smiled, seeing Morgana waked. He walked closer to the bed and took her hand, squeezing it hard.
"Are you well ?"
"Yep. Totally well." she smiled.
He returned her smile and a spark lighted up his eyes,
"I knew you loved to draw attention but that ..."
"I beg your pardon ?"
He laughed and she softened. During a few time, the Prince and the Princess calmly discussed, before the sun set and Arthur got up. Morgana watched him leave and finally, bring all the bravoure she didn't have until now to say,
"Arthur ?"
He turned around and she took a deep breath,
"I know about Gwen and you."
So ? What did you think ? I hope you liked it :) Arthur almost telling his father ? Morgana's discover ? Her attempts to help them ? Arthur and Gwen moments ? The memory with Ygraine ( I really enjoyed write this one :) ) ? Uther and Morgana ? What do you think will happen now ?
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