I really hope tu like this update! Please read and comentario and tell me what tu think of this chapter! And I will try and update my stories más frequently so enjoy this one : )
Part-4 link
Arthur
“No. . .Guinevere. I will always amor you” I yelled at her disappearing form as the guards were taking her away. No, I must get to her, but I found myself unable to run to her because of my struggling against the other guards holding me back. I thrashed harder, trying to get free.
“No Guinevere, I amor you. No I can't live without you. I can't live without you, I can't-”
* * *
“Arthur!” I heard a woman's voice calling me. Huh? I jolted awake, looking up to see my mother and father staring at me from across the table. I then looked down to see Guinevere's sleeping form in my arms. Oh thank god. I had never found myself más relieved to see her in my entire life, I gently pulled her closer in my embrace burrowing my face in her hair.
It was just a dream, just a dream. I slowly felt my panic leave me as I kissed her forehead, still holding her I looked up to see my parents watching me.
“Ah. . .um. . .” I was a loss for words. “Thanks for waking me mother.”
She nodded, “You started thrashing out in your sleep hon and talking.”
I looked up, “Talking?” I dicho looking at her to father. He did not look happy, I slightly gripped Guinevere a little tighter. “What did I say? Was it bad?”
My father grunted and replied, “You were. . .um. . .yelling that tu l-lo-love the s-Gwen and tu said. . .that tu could. . .um. . .never live. . . . . .without. . .her. . .over and over. And then your Mother woke tu up.”
“Oh” I couldn't think of a response to my father so I moved my gaze back to Guinevere. I then turned to see my breakfast plate in front of me all the comida looked so delicious. I sat up while still keeping one arm around Guinevere, reaching my arm so I could eat, I felt her stir slightly as I adjusted but then settle back down when I stopped moving, clutching herself closer to me. I started to eat in silence, glancing up at my parents now and again. My mother was eating with a smile on her face as she watched us and my father kept his head down, throwing a glare every once in a while.
I sighed, this is going to be a long morning.
Guinevere
I stirred again feeling a warm masculine body against mine and strong hands behind my back. I smiled as I snuggled closer to Arthur. I felt his chest heave a long sigh, what's wrong with Arthur? I stirred again fluttering my eyes open to look up at him.
He glanced down at me, his face turning into a smile with a mouth full of food. “Mey” he dicho while still chewing. I looked at him, and he swallowed before chuckling at my expression. “We fell asleep love, don't worry about it. Are tu hungry?” he asked gesturing at the food.
I nodded as I remembered my stomach and how I did not eat at all yesterday, besides the cena Merlin gave us last night. I slowly slid off Arthur into the empty asiento siguiente to him. I glanced at the food, not knowing what to pick first. Arthur chuckled again as he watched me and grabbed my plate filling it with all of his favoritos before setting it down in front of me.
I smiled, “Thank tu Arthur” he nodded as I took a bite of egg, oh this is the best comida I have ever tasted. I grinned wider, “This is delicious Arthur. . .” I trailed off as I looked up seeing the King and queen watching at me.
I swallowed and cleared my throat, “Good morning my Lord, my Lady” I nodded to them. I felt Arthur's hand creep under the table, finding my hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze, I immediately relaxed at his touch.
The queen nodded to me, “Good morning Guinevere and please call me Igraine” she replied, giving me a smile. I felt a sense of relief as she acknowledged me.
“Of course Igraine, thank tu for inviting me to breakfast, the comida is divine.”
“I'm glad tu like it, it was always Arthur's favorito! meal too when he was a boy. Although he was a really messy eater. comida scattered all over the table, stains on his clothes and don't get me started on his hair. . .”
Arthur groaned beside me, “Mother we don't need to speak of that again. tu promised, and besides I eat like a King now not a scruffy little boy.”
“Well Arthur if tu intend to keep this girl in your life she should know your back story don't tu think? And of course tu should also get to know as much about her as possible as well. That is what tu do in a relationship, right dear?” She dicho turning to the King who was glaring at his plate.
“Huh? What?” He dicho jumping in surprise, “sorry dear I was lost in thought. What are we discussing?” he asked, looking at Arthur and then turning to his Queen, not bothering to give me a glance. I felt Arthur's hand tighten around mine, he must have noticed too. He looked like he was about to say something when I just shook my head at him, it wasn't worth it.
“Uther dear we were discussing relationships and how tu should try to get to know the person your in a relationship with as much as possible. Don't tu agree?”
“Um. . .yes of course there is not one thing I wouldn't know about you. Your childhood memories, what tu ate, how and where tu grew up, the queen tu hoped to be when tu were young, all your favorito! things then and now and so much more. What makes a good relationship is that tu should know all there is to know about the person before tu go off with them and el-”
Arthur was fuming beside me, but before Igraine o Arthur could speak I butted in, “My Lord, permission to speak?”
Arthur froze looking at me with surprise, and squeezing my hand again. Igraine looked just as shocked as I spoke, but my eyes were locked with Uther's. “My Lord, permission to speak freely?” I asked again.
He glared at me for a moment before nodding his head for me to continue. I nodded back and cleared my throat and addressed him.
“My Lord, I do not understand why tu hate me so much? tu don't even know me yet tu place judgment upon me before giving me a chance. tu say I eloped with him when I have never done so with anyone in my entire life. tu think I want Arthur for money, wealth and status, but none of those things matter to me. All I care about is his happiness and I make him happy just as he makes me happy. I amor him with all my corazón and nothing tu could do will ever change that. But his happiness also includes trying to make tu proud and for years I have seen him give all he can and más to Camelot and to make tu proud of him.”
Arthur's hand reached to give me a reassuring squeeze before letting it go again and I felt even más confident as I continued.
“Arthur has never asked for anything in return for his courage, loyalty and bravery for the service of Camelot. But now the one thing he asks for is your blessing for our amor and tu can't give it to him? What is wrong with your son being in amor with someone who is not noble born o from the highest rank of power? You'd think Arthur and I have done some wrong por being in love, yet I don't see how that would be possible. So please my Lord enlighten me and tell me what I have done that makes tu hate me. Because I would like to hear what tu have to say so that I can right my wrongs because I don't want to cause a friction between tu and your son. So please my Lord if tu can find some things that I have done to wrong tu o your family, I would like to hear it.”
I sat there looking at him before I realized what I just did, what I just dicho and who I dicho it too. Oh my god what did I just do? Did I just say that to Arthur's father? The King? Who could have me executed at any moment. Oh Guinevere tu are such a loud mouth, now your in for it. And Arthur may not be able to save tu this time. Oh Guinevere what have tu gotten yourself into? I sat there beginning to panic again before I felt a warm, strong hand grasp mine and give it a squeeze. I grabbed his hand with both of mine, thankful for his support as his other hand moved on parte superior, arriba of our other joined hands. I slowly felt myself calm down again at his touch.
Uther
I stared at her in utter shock. No one EVER spoke to me like that, never in all my life have I been spoken too like that before. Who does this girl think she is? Saying all these things about my son's relationship with me. And that my son has dado his all to the kingdom never asking anything in return. . .well that's kind of true but that does not change the fact that she is a serving girl. A worthless, dirty, wise and strong serving girl. Oh my god Uther did tu just call her wise and strong? No. . .ugh why did she have to be born as a blacksmiths daughter? If she was a noble o even a lady she would be perfect for my son and they could have been married years ago. What are tu saying Uther it's a serving girl nothing more, it's not like her words make sense and could change my mind. . .could it? I looked at her again with her hands intertwined with Arthur's. . . .Well they do look cute togeth- no she is a servant Uther get a hold of yourself.
Igraine
As I sat there watching my husband pondering things over I was shocked. Uther was never at a loss for words this long, no wonder Arthur is smitten with the girl. She really seems to know how to put both my men into place. . .oh. A realization came over me as an idea was forming into my mind, Uther need's some time to talk and let it out and this girl seems to be doing the trick. I got up and moved around the mesa, tabla to Arthur, he looked up at me with confusion on his face.
I smiled down at him, “Arthur hon would tu care to escort me to the garden to pick some flowers? It's such a lovely spring día and the flores are in full bloom.” He looked as if he had to play servant for a day.
“Now?” He asked questioningly, looking at Guinevere to Uther to me and back to Guinevere again. “Mother. . .um. . .do tu realize what tu are saying? And what your asking me to do?”
I sighed, “Yes Arthur, I know perfectly well what I'm doing. And don't tu want to pick some beautiful flores for this lovely lady? Every Lady deserves flores Arthur. Unless tu would rather have Guinevere pick tu flores and give them to tu in front of your knights I suggest tu get moving.”
“Mother I know how to pick flores but I'm not leaving him” he nodded to his father, “alone with Guinevere.”
I stared at him about to snap when Guinevere's voice beat me too it (again). “Arthur it's alright, go spend time with your mother. I'll be fine and if tu know me, tu should know that I know how to handle myself. Go tell her about the tournament and our first kiss, I'm sure your mother would amor to hear that story.”
“But Guinevere. . .mm.” I tried to contain my laughter as she silenced him por besar him in mid protest. He then pulled further into the kiss, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer.
She giggled before pulling away “Arthur not here, now go. Your mother is waiting for you.”
He stood up before capturing her lips once más and then turned to Uther. “Father, if tu do anything to harm her then my sword-”
“Arthur!” I interrupted him, “Arthur your Father and I have an agreement and tu don't need to worry about him. If he breaks our agreement he will have to deal with the consequences and he knows exactly what I mean, don't tu dear?” I asked looking at Uther. He glared at me before slowly nodding in defeat.
“Good, now that we are on the same page, Arthur?” I held my hand out to him. He sighed before looking at Guinevere one más time, she gave him a nod before besar him on the cheek and pushing him towards me. “Go on Arthur I'll be fine.”
“Alright Guinevere, I believe you. I amor tu and won't be gone long alright love.”
“I amor tu too Arthur and don't worry about me, now go with your mother.”
He nodded again and kissed her forehead once más before holding his arm out to me, I moved my hand to the crook of his elbow and we bowed to Uther and Guinevere before leaving the room. I could feel Arthur's worry for her all over his body as he tried to control himself. We reached the garden before he blew it. “MOTHER WHAT ARE tu THINKING? LEAVING GUINEVERE ALONE WITH FATHER? ARE tu INSANE?. . .”
“Arthur. . .” I tried calming him down but he kept one spouting
“DO tu KNOW WHAT FATHER dicho ABOUT HER MOTHER? I KNOW tu HEARD IT JUST AS WELL AS I DID. OH I SHOULD NEVER HAVE LEFT HER WHAT KIND OF PERSON AM I? I should go to her. . .”
As he started to walk back inside the castillo I grabbed his arm and spun him around to face me, “ARTHUR,” I dicho firmly, “I did this for a reason. I believe that the only way for your father to change his mind about tu two is the girl. I know Uther will react harshly but this girl has some fuego in her Arthur and I believe she can get to him. I am not sure about tu but after her little speech to him, he was speechless, Arthur speechless. When has he ever been speechless? tu and I should know better than anyone that when Uther believes strongly about something he always has a counter argument against what ever was said. But not this time he was speechless which says that Guinevere's words made him think. And when he thinks Arthur he really ponders what was dicho to him. And I believe that arguing with her alone will help the situation.”
“So your saying mother that he actually might listen to Guinevere? Because she made him speechless? That's not too bad of an idea mother but I still don't like the fact of her being alone with father. Are tu sure she will be safe?”
“Arthur I assure tu he will not do anything because if he does then he will get absolutely no say in the matter of whether tu are going to court her o marry her o be with her publicly, I will be the only one allowed to make those rules. In fact tu already have my blessing she is a fine young lady and she will learn the rules of nobility. And Uther will come around you'll see.”
A smile came on his face at my words, “Oh I am so happy thank tu mother!” He dicho picking me up and spinning me around. When he set me down he looked at me again, “Wait. . .did tu say marriage?”
Comments are very appreciated I amor to hear what tu have to say about my fictions. What do tu like about it? What was well written? Do tu have any ideas for the siguiente part? Please let me know and comment. Thanks : ) -Cassie
Part-4 link
Arthur
“No. . .Guinevere. I will always amor you” I yelled at her disappearing form as the guards were taking her away. No, I must get to her, but I found myself unable to run to her because of my struggling against the other guards holding me back. I thrashed harder, trying to get free.
“No Guinevere, I amor you. No I can't live without you. I can't live without you, I can't-”
* * *
“Arthur!” I heard a woman's voice calling me. Huh? I jolted awake, looking up to see my mother and father staring at me from across the table. I then looked down to see Guinevere's sleeping form in my arms. Oh thank god. I had never found myself más relieved to see her in my entire life, I gently pulled her closer in my embrace burrowing my face in her hair.
It was just a dream, just a dream. I slowly felt my panic leave me as I kissed her forehead, still holding her I looked up to see my parents watching me.
“Ah. . .um. . .” I was a loss for words. “Thanks for waking me mother.”
She nodded, “You started thrashing out in your sleep hon and talking.”
I looked up, “Talking?” I dicho looking at her to father. He did not look happy, I slightly gripped Guinevere a little tighter. “What did I say? Was it bad?”
My father grunted and replied, “You were. . .um. . .yelling that tu l-lo-love the s-Gwen and tu said. . .that tu could. . .um. . .never live. . . . . .without. . .her. . .over and over. And then your Mother woke tu up.”
“Oh” I couldn't think of a response to my father so I moved my gaze back to Guinevere. I then turned to see my breakfast plate in front of me all the comida looked so delicious. I sat up while still keeping one arm around Guinevere, reaching my arm so I could eat, I felt her stir slightly as I adjusted but then settle back down when I stopped moving, clutching herself closer to me. I started to eat in silence, glancing up at my parents now and again. My mother was eating with a smile on her face as she watched us and my father kept his head down, throwing a glare every once in a while.
I sighed, this is going to be a long morning.
Guinevere
I stirred again feeling a warm masculine body against mine and strong hands behind my back. I smiled as I snuggled closer to Arthur. I felt his chest heave a long sigh, what's wrong with Arthur? I stirred again fluttering my eyes open to look up at him.
He glanced down at me, his face turning into a smile with a mouth full of food. “Mey” he dicho while still chewing. I looked at him, and he swallowed before chuckling at my expression. “We fell asleep love, don't worry about it. Are tu hungry?” he asked gesturing at the food.
I nodded as I remembered my stomach and how I did not eat at all yesterday, besides the cena Merlin gave us last night. I slowly slid off Arthur into the empty asiento siguiente to him. I glanced at the food, not knowing what to pick first. Arthur chuckled again as he watched me and grabbed my plate filling it with all of his favoritos before setting it down in front of me.
I smiled, “Thank tu Arthur” he nodded as I took a bite of egg, oh this is the best comida I have ever tasted. I grinned wider, “This is delicious Arthur. . .” I trailed off as I looked up seeing the King and queen watching at me.
I swallowed and cleared my throat, “Good morning my Lord, my Lady” I nodded to them. I felt Arthur's hand creep under the table, finding my hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze, I immediately relaxed at his touch.
The queen nodded to me, “Good morning Guinevere and please call me Igraine” she replied, giving me a smile. I felt a sense of relief as she acknowledged me.
“Of course Igraine, thank tu for inviting me to breakfast, the comida is divine.”
“I'm glad tu like it, it was always Arthur's favorito! meal too when he was a boy. Although he was a really messy eater. comida scattered all over the table, stains on his clothes and don't get me started on his hair. . .”
Arthur groaned beside me, “Mother we don't need to speak of that again. tu promised, and besides I eat like a King now not a scruffy little boy.”
“Well Arthur if tu intend to keep this girl in your life she should know your back story don't tu think? And of course tu should also get to know as much about her as possible as well. That is what tu do in a relationship, right dear?” She dicho turning to the King who was glaring at his plate.
“Huh? What?” He dicho jumping in surprise, “sorry dear I was lost in thought. What are we discussing?” he asked, looking at Arthur and then turning to his Queen, not bothering to give me a glance. I felt Arthur's hand tighten around mine, he must have noticed too. He looked like he was about to say something when I just shook my head at him, it wasn't worth it.
“Uther dear we were discussing relationships and how tu should try to get to know the person your in a relationship with as much as possible. Don't tu agree?”
“Um. . .yes of course there is not one thing I wouldn't know about you. Your childhood memories, what tu ate, how and where tu grew up, the queen tu hoped to be when tu were young, all your favorito! things then and now and so much more. What makes a good relationship is that tu should know all there is to know about the person before tu go off with them and el-”
Arthur was fuming beside me, but before Igraine o Arthur could speak I butted in, “My Lord, permission to speak?”
Arthur froze looking at me with surprise, and squeezing my hand again. Igraine looked just as shocked as I spoke, but my eyes were locked with Uther's. “My Lord, permission to speak freely?” I asked again.
He glared at me for a moment before nodding his head for me to continue. I nodded back and cleared my throat and addressed him.
“My Lord, I do not understand why tu hate me so much? tu don't even know me yet tu place judgment upon me before giving me a chance. tu say I eloped with him when I have never done so with anyone in my entire life. tu think I want Arthur for money, wealth and status, but none of those things matter to me. All I care about is his happiness and I make him happy just as he makes me happy. I amor him with all my corazón and nothing tu could do will ever change that. But his happiness also includes trying to make tu proud and for years I have seen him give all he can and más to Camelot and to make tu proud of him.”
Arthur's hand reached to give me a reassuring squeeze before letting it go again and I felt even más confident as I continued.
“Arthur has never asked for anything in return for his courage, loyalty and bravery for the service of Camelot. But now the one thing he asks for is your blessing for our amor and tu can't give it to him? What is wrong with your son being in amor with someone who is not noble born o from the highest rank of power? You'd think Arthur and I have done some wrong por being in love, yet I don't see how that would be possible. So please my Lord enlighten me and tell me what I have done that makes tu hate me. Because I would like to hear what tu have to say so that I can right my wrongs because I don't want to cause a friction between tu and your son. So please my Lord if tu can find some things that I have done to wrong tu o your family, I would like to hear it.”
I sat there looking at him before I realized what I just did, what I just dicho and who I dicho it too. Oh my god what did I just do? Did I just say that to Arthur's father? The King? Who could have me executed at any moment. Oh Guinevere tu are such a loud mouth, now your in for it. And Arthur may not be able to save tu this time. Oh Guinevere what have tu gotten yourself into? I sat there beginning to panic again before I felt a warm, strong hand grasp mine and give it a squeeze. I grabbed his hand with both of mine, thankful for his support as his other hand moved on parte superior, arriba of our other joined hands. I slowly felt myself calm down again at his touch.
Uther
I stared at her in utter shock. No one EVER spoke to me like that, never in all my life have I been spoken too like that before. Who does this girl think she is? Saying all these things about my son's relationship with me. And that my son has dado his all to the kingdom never asking anything in return. . .well that's kind of true but that does not change the fact that she is a serving girl. A worthless, dirty, wise and strong serving girl. Oh my god Uther did tu just call her wise and strong? No. . .ugh why did she have to be born as a blacksmiths daughter? If she was a noble o even a lady she would be perfect for my son and they could have been married years ago. What are tu saying Uther it's a serving girl nothing more, it's not like her words make sense and could change my mind. . .could it? I looked at her again with her hands intertwined with Arthur's. . . .Well they do look cute togeth- no she is a servant Uther get a hold of yourself.
Igraine
As I sat there watching my husband pondering things over I was shocked. Uther was never at a loss for words this long, no wonder Arthur is smitten with the girl. She really seems to know how to put both my men into place. . .oh. A realization came over me as an idea was forming into my mind, Uther need's some time to talk and let it out and this girl seems to be doing the trick. I got up and moved around the mesa, tabla to Arthur, he looked up at me with confusion on his face.
I smiled down at him, “Arthur hon would tu care to escort me to the garden to pick some flowers? It's such a lovely spring día and the flores are in full bloom.” He looked as if he had to play servant for a day.
“Now?” He asked questioningly, looking at Guinevere to Uther to me and back to Guinevere again. “Mother. . .um. . .do tu realize what tu are saying? And what your asking me to do?”
I sighed, “Yes Arthur, I know perfectly well what I'm doing. And don't tu want to pick some beautiful flores for this lovely lady? Every Lady deserves flores Arthur. Unless tu would rather have Guinevere pick tu flores and give them to tu in front of your knights I suggest tu get moving.”
“Mother I know how to pick flores but I'm not leaving him” he nodded to his father, “alone with Guinevere.”
I stared at him about to snap when Guinevere's voice beat me too it (again). “Arthur it's alright, go spend time with your mother. I'll be fine and if tu know me, tu should know that I know how to handle myself. Go tell her about the tournament and our first kiss, I'm sure your mother would amor to hear that story.”
“But Guinevere. . .mm.” I tried to contain my laughter as she silenced him por besar him in mid protest. He then pulled further into the kiss, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer.
She giggled before pulling away “Arthur not here, now go. Your mother is waiting for you.”
He stood up before capturing her lips once más and then turned to Uther. “Father, if tu do anything to harm her then my sword-”
“Arthur!” I interrupted him, “Arthur your Father and I have an agreement and tu don't need to worry about him. If he breaks our agreement he will have to deal with the consequences and he knows exactly what I mean, don't tu dear?” I asked looking at Uther. He glared at me before slowly nodding in defeat.
“Good, now that we are on the same page, Arthur?” I held my hand out to him. He sighed before looking at Guinevere one más time, she gave him a nod before besar him on the cheek and pushing him towards me. “Go on Arthur I'll be fine.”
“Alright Guinevere, I believe you. I amor tu and won't be gone long alright love.”
“I amor tu too Arthur and don't worry about me, now go with your mother.”
He nodded again and kissed her forehead once más before holding his arm out to me, I moved my hand to the crook of his elbow and we bowed to Uther and Guinevere before leaving the room. I could feel Arthur's worry for her all over his body as he tried to control himself. We reached the garden before he blew it. “MOTHER WHAT ARE tu THINKING? LEAVING GUINEVERE ALONE WITH FATHER? ARE tu INSANE?. . .”
“Arthur. . .” I tried calming him down but he kept one spouting
“DO tu KNOW WHAT FATHER dicho ABOUT HER MOTHER? I KNOW tu HEARD IT JUST AS WELL AS I DID. OH I SHOULD NEVER HAVE LEFT HER WHAT KIND OF PERSON AM I? I should go to her. . .”
As he started to walk back inside the castillo I grabbed his arm and spun him around to face me, “ARTHUR,” I dicho firmly, “I did this for a reason. I believe that the only way for your father to change his mind about tu two is the girl. I know Uther will react harshly but this girl has some fuego in her Arthur and I believe she can get to him. I am not sure about tu but after her little speech to him, he was speechless, Arthur speechless. When has he ever been speechless? tu and I should know better than anyone that when Uther believes strongly about something he always has a counter argument against what ever was said. But not this time he was speechless which says that Guinevere's words made him think. And when he thinks Arthur he really ponders what was dicho to him. And I believe that arguing with her alone will help the situation.”
“So your saying mother that he actually might listen to Guinevere? Because she made him speechless? That's not too bad of an idea mother but I still don't like the fact of her being alone with father. Are tu sure she will be safe?”
“Arthur I assure tu he will not do anything because if he does then he will get absolutely no say in the matter of whether tu are going to court her o marry her o be with her publicly, I will be the only one allowed to make those rules. In fact tu already have my blessing she is a fine young lady and she will learn the rules of nobility. And Uther will come around you'll see.”
A smile came on his face at my words, “Oh I am so happy thank tu mother!” He dicho picking me up and spinning me around. When he set me down he looked at me again, “Wait. . .did tu say marriage?”
Comments are very appreciated I amor to hear what tu have to say about my fictions. What do tu like about it? What was well written? Do tu have any ideas for the siguiente part? Please let me know and comment. Thanks : ) -Cassie
