Deal Breaker
Gwen was tired, and dirty, and sore.
A bath was in order.
In the privacy of the small chamber she was given (to which she was grateful to King Leodogran), Gwen took off the armor that was caked in mud and blood. She prepared the bath with some help from a servant girl named Hannah before she left to tend to her family.
She was about to undress before when she heard a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" she called, fully intended to politely shoo whoever it was away so she could continue on to her bath.
"Arthur."
"Just a minute."
She quickly buttoned up her smock and straightened her clothes as she walked briskly to the door. She opened it and smiled upon seeing her betroth.
Arthur was also free of the armor, but had yet to change the garments he went into battle with. And he still had the beard.
She did not like the beard. While it did not deter from his handsome face- actually, it made him look more mature- and he managed to keep it clean, she just did not like it on him. Nor did she like how it scratched her.
She still smiled when he came in. and she still embraced and kissed him. The beard scratched her chin and cheek.
"Guinevere," Arthur murmured. She caught sight of his eyes, and felt concerned.
"What is it?" she asked.
He took hold of her arms gently and they faced each other.
"I have been thinking," He had that serious look- the one he had whenever he was about to do something big and important.
"Mmm?" She let him go on.
"After all this is done, in Cameliard, we get married."
Gwen blinked.
"You mean right after?"
"Yes," Arthur gave a brisk nod, "Shortly after. If you want. I want to."
Arthur had proposed to her a while before and she was willing to wait- forever if that. But if he asked her to be wed as soon as tomorrow- she would do it, happily…
"Alright," She moved in closer and wrapped he arms around him. "But on one condition."
Arthur frowned at the response, curious and puzzled.
Gwen then caressed his scruffy chin, "You shave this off."
The frown morphed into a bemused grin and Arthur laughed.
"Done," he said and leaned down for another kiss.
She accepted and they held onto each other more tightly.
The tub could fit two.
note: This scene came about after I saw Bradley James' goatee