Dear Arthur,

If you're reading this, then it's probably because I've passed away from this life. I told Merlin to find a way to give this to you, no matter what. This is more of a letter than a will, as I have many things to tell you.

I know that it will be hard for you when you read this, as it was hard for me to write it, but like most difficult things, it has to be done. I'm trying my best to leave you a little piece of me for you to cherish in case the memories you have are not enough. Merlin said that he wasn't sure if you'd remember me when you woke up, but I know that you will. If you loved me truly once, then those feeling will remain, just as mine did. I trust you not to forget me, as I didn't forget you. I lived a content life with everything I needed, thanks to you. You gave me more than anyone could, you gave me a new life. You made me more than a simple serving girl, with you I felt like the luckiest person to exist. I love you past, present and future, Arthur Pendragon.

I never remarried, though many sought my love. Nothing could compare to the love that we shared, it was perfect but cut hastily short.

After you died, I took the throne as you wished me to. The people mourned you but welcomed me graciously as their Queen. Some felt like I didn't deserve the throne, as I was not born of noble blood, but the majority were happy with my rule. I tried to lead the kingdom as you did, with trust, kindness and bravery. Sometimes I needed to bend some of my rules because of certain people. Monarchs from bordering kingdoms tried to take advantage of my apparent weakness and sent many men to try and take Camelot, though none succeeded. We fought them and we won. The Knights were fierce after your passing.

It was around that time that I found out something unbelievable. I was pregnant with your child.

I don't know whether this may come as a shock to you, but do not feel disheartened. I had a son, he is beautiful and is a mirror image of you, with you blue eyes and your blond hair. I named him George after your grandfather an my baby brother. It symbolised our connection, in a way. Our little Georgie.

As he grew up I taught him of your life. I told him of every fight you fought, every person you saved, every quest you completed. I spoke of how we met, and how we managed to be together. He loved learning about you and I know that he loved you even if he never met you in person.

Once, I showed him an old portrait of you, my only one. I remember how he stroked the parchment and hugged it to him, careful not to crease it. We wept together, that night.

George grew up as you did; loving riding and hunting and fighting. He had your skill with the sword, he could fight a man twice his size and come out without even a bruise to show that he had even raised his sword. He could shoot a pheasant from a while away with precision enough to hit it in it's eye, His skill with weapons never made him feared. He was adored by all, and everyone respected him. Many said he looked like my but I know he looks like you. You would be proud of him.

I stepped down from the throne aged fifty, and let George have his rule. His coronation was great, ruby red banners fluttered on the walls, covered with golden threads. The old Knights of the round table sat proudly upon their seats, clapping and cheering for their new King. Everyone danced to wild music, people laughed and simply had fun. Everybody danced with their friends, as did I. I distinctly remember dancing with Merlin. He was the only one that could make me laugh, and as we circled each other I forgot about the pain inside of me and I could remember you fondly without the use for tears.

Merlin was the only one ever to understand me. He knew what it was like to lose those that you love. And he knew that the pain never really fades, and you have to face it every day. The agony I feel for you is blinding and it will never go away, Merlin knew that. Whatever he says to you I know he cares for you very much although he'd never say.

Only myself and Gauis knew that Merlin had magic. We'd kept it a secret between us for years, and it was something that united us. Merlin used his magic to keep us younger and healthier than we would of been if he didn't, he extended our lives for as long as Merlin could, and made me look twenty years younger than I was, but one day George got curious.

I remember that day well, it was George's third year as King and he had gained the loyalty of the people. He was brave and a courageous King, but one day his intrigue changed the way he ran things.

He came to me in my chambers in the evening, the fire was crackling soothingly, forcing warmth out across the room. I heard his hurried footsteps as he whisked down the corridor. His urgency was apparent as he never hurried; he was always relaxed and easy going, so I knew something was wrong. George burst into my room with his face pale and his eyes wide. He crouched beside my chair and grasped my hands, rubbing them thoughtfully. He cleared his throat and gazed up at me through his eyelashes. Pity on his face, he said "Mother, I mean you no disrespect, none, but how do you remain so youthful? I have more wrinkles than you and I'm years younger...'"

I hesitated, and looked into his eyes. Reflected back at me was you, Arthur, I saw your determination and strength looking back up at me and I knew he needed the truth.

I told him in rush that night. I told him of the magic that Merlin saved you with and that not all sorcerers were evil. In my reign, I tried to ignore all signs of magic around me and many thought me foolish. He accepted that better than I thought he would and he asked me; "Mother... do you believe all magic should be banned?"

My reply came easily; "No"

The next morning George made the announcement to the entire court. He spoke that not all magic is evil and people who use it for good should not be punished. He told then that it was and extraordinary thing, and should be cherished though not worshipped. He said that people who used it to the disadvantage of others should be prosecuted as the law said. The court did not necessarily like his decision, but they agreed to try it and discover what happened.

Shortly after this, Camelot evolved into a time of peace and friendship. Everyone was blissfully happy, there were no more wars or executions of the innocents, the Druids became our faithful ally, and they used their magic to heal and help those in need.

As the kingdom flourished, I lost many of my dear friends. Gauis, Leon, and Percival all passed away. After Gauis' death, Merlin left. He could not bare to stay where Gauis had been and he went out to the woods one day and didn't come back. The only thing he left was a shining bronze bracelet. It was lovingly crafted and exquisitely beautiful. Precious stones of every colour stood out from the metal and they all glowed with a bright light, which shimmered if you moved it slightly. Merlin left a simple note with it;

This will extend you life for as long as possible. Do not fear, you will see me again before you're passing. I am sorry to have left you at this time but I need some time away, I cannot bear the thought of living there without him.

Many years had passed since Merlin left, and I missed him more than I thought I would. I'd lost the only person that understood me, and without him I felt alone. I know my time is nearly gone, and I think that I will no longer be in this world. I've waited for you for as long as I could and I cannot bear of the thought of you being alone. I am so sorry to leave you Arthur, I wish I could prevent it, but some things are destined to happen. I always thought that it was my destiny to be at your side, but now I know that it was my destiny to carry on your legacy.

I love you Arthur Pendragon and I am eternally sorry. I love you always,

Guinevere

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