*The Once and Future Queen*
Gwen: Why are you doing this?
Arthur: I fear that people respect me just because of my title.
Gwen: I don't believe that's true of everyone.
Arthur: Would you tell me if it were?
Gwen: No.
Arthur: When I'm competing as William, my título doesn't matter, nobody gives me any special treatment. So, when I win this tournament, if I win this tournament, it will be because I deserve it. Not because I am Prince Arthur
Arthur: I think I'll take a bath.
Gwen: That might be difficult, seeing as I don't have a bath tub.
Arthur: Really? Perhaps you could prepare me a bowl of hot water. I take it you have a bowl.
Gwen: I think I can manage a bowl. I'll just walk all the way down to the well and fetch some water, then, shall I?
(Arthur stretches not paying her any attention. Gwen, annoyed, gets ready to leave).
Arthur: Is this where you sleep? Where's your bed?
Gwen: You're sleeping in it.
Arthur: Why didn't you say something?
Gwen: How could I? You're Prince Arthur. Besides, you didn't give me the chance. You just assumed the cama was yours.
Arthur: How am I supposed to know if you don't tell me?
Gwen: You shouldn't need to be told to think of someone other than yourself. You're not a child.
Arthur: If there's something you want to say to me, don't let me stop you.
Gwen: You don't have any idea, do you?
Arthur: About what?
Gwen: About how rude and arrogant you can be! This is my início and you are my guest in it! I know you are used to mais luxurious quarters, but that is not an excuse to be so rude! You claim titles don't matter to you, but you behave like a prince and expect me to wait on you like a servant. Saying it means nothing if your actions betray you! Would it kill you to say please and thank you once in a while?... my Lord
Gwen: I didn't mean to make you feel bad.
Arthur: Oh, really?
Gwen: (Smiling) Perhaps a little.
Arthur: There's no excuse. I'll make it up to you. Tonight I will make jantar for you
Arthur: So, do I have any mais annoying habits you wish to tell me about?
Gwen: No. None.
Arthur: There's something else, isn't there? What is it?
Gwen: Well, the truth is, you snore.
Arthur: I do not snore.
Gwen: (Giggling) You do. The first night you were here, I thought a pig had got into the house.
Arthur: So now I'm a pig. Thank you, Guinevere.
Gwen: I just meant you sound like a pig.
(Arthur's face twists up in distaste)
Gwen: (Giggles) I think I'd better stop talking.
Arthur: Look, I can kill a chicken from a thousand paces, just don't ask me to cook it. That's what servants are for. (She makes a face) I didn't mean it like that.
Gwen: I'm not ashamed to be a servant. At least I'm not a liar.
Arthur: We had a nice meal together. What does it matter where it came from?
Gwen: Because I thought you'd shown some humility! You had done something kind for me even though I'm just a servant! A good king should respect his people no matter who they are.
(She starts to turn around but Arthur grabs her arm to avoid it)
Arthur: Guinevere (They stare at each other) I know I have much to learn. There are some things that I'm terrible at, cooking being one of them. But also... knowing what to say to someone I care about.
Arthur: I'll sleep on the floor tonight.
Gwen: No. Have my bed. You need to be well rested for the tournament tomorrow.
Arthur: I'll not hear of it
Arthur: One mais match, tourney will be over.
Gwen: You can go back to being Prince Arthur. (Handing him a white piece of cloth) Erm... I thought you might wear it... for luck.
Arthur: Thank you.
(They stare at each other, Gwen looks uncomfortable while Arthur smiles at her. Suddenly he leans forwards and kisses her. When the kiss breaks, it's Arthur who looks uncomfortable)
Arthur: I must go.
Arthur: His lance pierced my armour.
Gwen: You're losing too much blood.
Arthur: Do what you can. I have to be back on the course within five minutos or I forfeit the match.
Gwen: You can't possibly joust. You are too badly injured.
Arthur: I have never withdrawn from a match. I do not intend to start now.
Gwen: You would risk your life to protect your pride? You have nothing to prove, least of all to me.
Arthur: I have everything to prove... to myself.
Gwen: I thought this was going to be your moment of glory.
Arthur: Perhaps this... is a time for humility.
(Gwen smiles)
Arthur: Guinevere. (Clears throat) What happened while I was staying with you... I'm afraid my father would never understand.
Gwen: You don't have to explain. Perhaps when you are king... things will be different.
(They stare at each other)
Gwen: Why are you doing this?
Arthur: I fear that people respect me just because of my title.
Gwen: I don't believe that's true of everyone.
Arthur: Would you tell me if it were?
Gwen: No.
Arthur: When I'm competing as William, my título doesn't matter, nobody gives me any special treatment. So, when I win this tournament, if I win this tournament, it will be because I deserve it. Not because I am Prince Arthur
Arthur: I think I'll take a bath.
Gwen: That might be difficult, seeing as I don't have a bath tub.
Arthur: Really? Perhaps you could prepare me a bowl of hot water. I take it you have a bowl.
Gwen: I think I can manage a bowl. I'll just walk all the way down to the well and fetch some water, then, shall I?
(Arthur stretches not paying her any attention. Gwen, annoyed, gets ready to leave).
Arthur: Is this where you sleep? Where's your bed?
Gwen: You're sleeping in it.
Arthur: Why didn't you say something?
Gwen: How could I? You're Prince Arthur. Besides, you didn't give me the chance. You just assumed the cama was yours.
Arthur: How am I supposed to know if you don't tell me?
Gwen: You shouldn't need to be told to think of someone other than yourself. You're not a child.
Arthur: If there's something you want to say to me, don't let me stop you.
Gwen: You don't have any idea, do you?
Arthur: About what?
Gwen: About how rude and arrogant you can be! This is my início and you are my guest in it! I know you are used to mais luxurious quarters, but that is not an excuse to be so rude! You claim titles don't matter to you, but you behave like a prince and expect me to wait on you like a servant. Saying it means nothing if your actions betray you! Would it kill you to say please and thank you once in a while?... my Lord
Gwen: I didn't mean to make you feel bad.
Arthur: Oh, really?
Gwen: (Smiling) Perhaps a little.
Arthur: There's no excuse. I'll make it up to you. Tonight I will make jantar for you
Arthur: So, do I have any mais annoying habits you wish to tell me about?
Gwen: No. None.
Arthur: There's something else, isn't there? What is it?
Gwen: Well, the truth is, you snore.
Arthur: I do not snore.
Gwen: (Giggling) You do. The first night you were here, I thought a pig had got into the house.
Arthur: So now I'm a pig. Thank you, Guinevere.
Gwen: I just meant you sound like a pig.
(Arthur's face twists up in distaste)
Gwen: (Giggles) I think I'd better stop talking.
Arthur: Look, I can kill a chicken from a thousand paces, just don't ask me to cook it. That's what servants are for. (She makes a face) I didn't mean it like that.
Gwen: I'm not ashamed to be a servant. At least I'm not a liar.
Arthur: We had a nice meal together. What does it matter where it came from?
Gwen: Because I thought you'd shown some humility! You had done something kind for me even though I'm just a servant! A good king should respect his people no matter who they are.
(She starts to turn around but Arthur grabs her arm to avoid it)
Arthur: Guinevere (They stare at each other) I know I have much to learn. There are some things that I'm terrible at, cooking being one of them. But also... knowing what to say to someone I care about.
Arthur: I'll sleep on the floor tonight.
Gwen: No. Have my bed. You need to be well rested for the tournament tomorrow.
Arthur: I'll not hear of it
Arthur: One mais match, tourney will be over.
Gwen: You can go back to being Prince Arthur. (Handing him a white piece of cloth) Erm... I thought you might wear it... for luck.
Arthur: Thank you.
(They stare at each other, Gwen looks uncomfortable while Arthur smiles at her. Suddenly he leans forwards and kisses her. When the kiss breaks, it's Arthur who looks uncomfortable)
Arthur: I must go.
Arthur: His lance pierced my armour.
Gwen: You're losing too much blood.
Arthur: Do what you can. I have to be back on the course within five minutos or I forfeit the match.
Gwen: You can't possibly joust. You are too badly injured.
Arthur: I have never withdrawn from a match. I do not intend to start now.
Gwen: You would risk your life to protect your pride? You have nothing to prove, least of all to me.
Arthur: I have everything to prove... to myself.
Gwen: I thought this was going to be your moment of glory.
Arthur: Perhaps this... is a time for humility.
(Gwen smiles)
Arthur: Guinevere. (Clears throat) What happened while I was staying with you... I'm afraid my father would never understand.
Gwen: You don't have to explain. Perhaps when you are king... things will be different.
(They stare at each other)
“I would not test me if I were you. You would not like the consequences” Morgana to ?
“One small slip and Camelot could find itself without a King” Gwen to ?
“The tomb of a King. A fitting end to Arthur’s journey, don’t you think” Odin to ?
“If you were me, if you were in my shoes, would you do anything different?” Arthur to ?
“Hilda, if you are unwell, you must let Gaius help you” ? to Hilda
MorgANA ? to Merlin
“Please Merlin, that’s all I have. Let it be enough” ? to Merlin
“Camelot is nothing without its King” ? to Arthur
“Don’t look so surprised, I commanded an army in my time” Rodor to ?
“Merlin should take some of the credit, he’s not entirely stupid” Arthur to ?
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“One small slip and Camelot could find itself without a King” Gwen to ?
“The tomb of a King. A fitting end to Arthur’s journey, don’t you think” Odin to ?
“If you were me, if you were in my shoes, would you do anything different?” Arthur to ?
“Hilda, if you are unwell, you must let Gaius help you” ? to Hilda
MorgANA ? to Merlin
“Please Merlin, that’s all I have. Let it be enough” ? to Merlin
“Camelot is nothing without its King” ? to Arthur
“Don’t look so surprised, I commanded an army in my time” Rodor to ?
“Merlin should take some of the credit, he’s not entirely stupid” Arthur to ?
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