Arwen Moments (2)

Part 9: link


    Gwen looks up from her laptop at the sound of the door opening and closing. Arthur’s back. She grins but stays put, listening as he locks the door behind him, drops his laptop bag on a cocina chair, and walks back to the bedroom, the hard soles of his dress shoes clicking on the wooden floor.
    “Hey,” he says softly from the door. “Sorry I’m late.”
    “I heard about the pile-up on the motorway,” she says, smiling up at him as he crosses to her and kisses her. “But thank tu for calling, too.”
    ...

Part 8: link


    I have a convention on Thursday. Gwen looks down at the text she’s just gotten from Arthur, and remembers his “plus-one” threat.
    Oh, no.
    Don’t worry, you’re safe. Not a plus-one kind of thing.
    Good.
    “What’s up?” Merlin leans over and peers over her shoulder.
    “Arthur has a convention to go to Thursday.”
    “Sounds scintillating,” Merlin says, making a face.
    It’s in Dublin. I’ll...

Here is the issue I am having and have been having for weeks. I don't believe Arthur dies in the conventional sense. I know, weird as that sounds. I simply don't for various reasons I will not go into, most of them are fiscal and having a kind of understanding. Yeah, I will leave it there. So don't bother asking lol. I hate repeating myself, ask HQ lol. One thing that irritates the crap out of me are those not prepared to think for themselves. No time for it.

Enough about me.

As to the actual legend, there is no Albion without Arthur and Guinevere actually. Murphy twists it to suit his Queenly...

Today on tumblr it would seem Why We amor Merlin erred again, know how, they put up a convenient poster as to why they amor Merlin and left out, wait for it, I know tu can't guess, the Queen, yeah, the one with a moderately higher melanin count. Sooooo surprising. The excuse, and it is an excuse, used por the moderator was, again wait, tis so special....they had 2 hours of sleep and they adore, yes, adore Guinevere sooooooo much, but couldn't find her graphic, just the three they like to promote, including on the GAME recently in beta release. Now, someone else in the fandom managed, as difficult...

Part 22: link


    There is a decidedly efficient knock at the door.
    George. Great. “Come.”
    The door opens precisely, and George strides in carrying a tray. “Dinner, your majesties,” he declares proudly, as if it was he who was slaving over the ovens all afternoon.
    “Thank you, George, just leave the tray on the mesa, tabla and tu may go,” Arthur says casually, waving his hand in the direction of the table. Gwen appears in the doorway separating the two parts of their chambers, fresh from her bath,...