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Title: Apart But Not Forgotten, Chapter Two: Virginity
Author: ella-rose88
Pairing/Character: Gwen, Arthur/Gwen
Rating: PG, light M.
Word Count: 948
Warnings: Set during series 4 episode 11 & 12. AU after episode 10.
Prompt: Virginity.
Summary:She may be gone, but Camelot is still with her. In the segundo chapter, Gwen remembers her first night with Arthur.
A/N: This was written for the Square mesa, tabela Challenge over at square-table. The Theme for this chapter is Virginity.

This chapter has not been beta’ed so any errors are my fault. Once again comments are very much appreciated ♥!

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CHAPTER TWO: VIRGINITY

Once again sleep eludes her. mais so now that the babe has grown so big, she can feel it stirring within her, giving her such emotions – joy, hope, sadness. Sadness that what could have been such a joyous time for her – and Arthur – is now lost. But Gwen is determined to not let her guilt and shame affect her, for she now has a child to care for and protect. To love.

The baby gives a little kick and a tear escapes Gwen’s eye as she remembers the night Arthur proposed.

The first thing that Gwen notices is that there are candles, candles everywhere. Though Gwen has a blindfold on, she can see the golden light that are radiating from the candles. A giggle escapes her mouth as she thinks of the danger so many candles might cause.

“What are you laughing at, Guinevere?” The cause of her laughter asks her, sounding not as amused.

“Nothing,” She lies, before she feels Arthur’s hands un-tying the piece of cloth around her eyes and then removes it. And Gwen gasps in surprise for it seems that Arthur – with Merlin’s help no doubt – has lilt up the whole room with dozens and dozens of candles, causing a triumphed smirk to appear on Arthur’s face.

“Arthur,” Gwen manages to gasp out at him. But she can’t do much else as he takes her hand and leads her to the bench for her to sit on. Then he kneels down on one knee in front of her and Gwen can feel her coração pounding inside her chest, knowing what is about to happen next, yet still surprised por it.

Finally, Arthur takes her hand and asks her the pergunta she has been waiting for a lifetime, “Will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?” And Gwen just stares back at him with pure happiness and joy before she can barely contain it and she hugs him close.

After a few segundos of silence, she hears her beloved ask her, “Is that a yes?” for she was too overwhelmed with happiness that she did not give him an answer straight away. Gwen pulls away from him for a minuto and responds with all her heart, “Yes.” Leaving nothing in Arthur’s way to place his mother’s ring upon her finger, for Gwen recognised it as soon as he presented it to her.
Smiling lovingly at each other, Gwen has never felt so happy or loved. And now her life with Arthur is about to begin -- finally, after years of waiting and hiding their feelings for each other, now they can be together. The emotions start to get too much for Gwen, that she cannot stand it any longer, so she leans progressivo, para a frente and places her gentle lips upon Arthur’s in a passionate and long kiss.

Eventually, they break away for they both need air and Gwen mutters in his ear, “I amor you so much Arthur,” causing a huge grin to appear on his face. “I amor you to, Guinevere.” He declares softly and lovingly, before using his hand to lift her chin and kiss her again.

Quickly the kiss becomes passionate and Arthur’s soft and warm lips start to mover from her lips to her chin, and then her neck causing a moan to escape Gwen’s mouth. He then stops as he realizes how far he was just about to go and he apologizes for he does not want to ruin her honour.

Gwen looks deeply in her eyes, softly caressing the back of his neck where his hair meets his nape, enjoying the feel of his golden hair. “I amor you Arthur. I’ve always loved you and I’ve only ever wanted you.” She tells him before she boldly takes his hand and brings it to her breast to caress it, causing both of them to gasp and moan. And Arthur thinks, hang it. They engaged now and she is going to be his wife, his Queen.


As the memory slowly fade away, Gwen starts caressing her slowly bulging stomach, wishing that the events that occurred the seguinte few days did not happened. For if they didn’t she would be married to Arthur por now and they would be so happy with the prospect of becoming parents. A son or a daughter to call they very own.

They even discussed what they would name their children that night he proposed after they had made amor for the very first time. Amhar and Eleanor – Amhar for Arthur had always loved that name and the nobility associated with it and Eleanor because it was Gwen’s mother’s name.

Now Gwen was stuck with the decision of whether to inform Arthur and her brother of her condition. She knew that they had the right to know, Gwen knew that very well. But what kept her up at night was what if Arthur and her own brother did not believe her. What if they all thought that Arthur was not the father, but rather Lancelot. Though, she wanted to believe that Arthur would believe her, she also knew the heart-ache seeing her beijar and embracing Lancelot had caused him. And while, she was mad at him for banishing her, she did not wish to cause him further heart-break. For that is what you do when you amor someone. You try to protect them.

The problem was what if keeping it a secret was not the best thing for them. What if it caused mais harm than good.

But what Gwen did not know was back in Camelot, one of her dearest friends had found something. Something that would prove her innocence and change the very course of her destiny.

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Title: Apart But Not Forgotten, Chapter Three: Trust
Pairing/Character: Gwen, Arthur, Merlin, Arthur/Gwen
Rating: PG
Word Count: 848
Warnings: Set during series 4 episode 11 & 12. AU after episode 10.
Prompt: Trust
Summary: In the third chapter, Arthur and Merlin discover something that could changes everything, while Gwen contemplates sending a letter to Arthur telling him her news.

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CHAPTER THREE: TRUST

Once again, Merlin arrives to Arthur’s chambers to serve him his breakfast, only to find him once again asleep at his desk. Everyone knows why he has been sullen, angry and depressed the past few months, but many have been unable to say so. Especially, if they want to avoid the King’s wraith and Merlin knew this mais than anyone. So Merlin just grinned and beared it, but deep down he knew that Gwen was Arthur’s destiny and that her banishment had been wrong. But what could he do. How could he convince Arthur to overturn his decision, when he was clearly still heart-broken over seeing Gwen beijar Lancelot the night before they wedding?

Lancelot…. Shade….. Morgana… These words keep running through his mind over and over the past few months. He just couldn’t believe that Gwen would betray Arthur like that when she had been so happy, so over-joyed at finally becoming his wife. Yet, he could not find any evidence, any proof to prove otherwise or provide any light to the situation. To explain why Gwen would meet Lancelot the night before her wedding to Arthur, the man she had loved for many years. Sure, Merlin knew there had been a time where Gwen had cared for Lancelot has mais than a friend, but since her feelings for Arthur grew, those past feelings had disappeared.

Not wanting to have another argument with Arthur about scaring him but banging his breakfast onto the mesa, tabela -- resulting in Arthur throwing things at him, Merlin gently set his breakfast down, went to open the curtains. Once that was down, he gently whispers into Arthur’s ear, "Good Morning, My Lord!" He greets, but nothing happens, Arthur continues to snore, still asleep.

Merlin tries again, this time he gently shakes his shoulder and well that does the trick. Arthur stops snoring and jumps with a start. Before turning towards Merlin with a stern look, one filled with utter annoyance. Yep, it seemed that there was no way in pleasing the King, Merlin thinks ruefully before listening to the on-coming lecture.

"Merlin!" Arthur begins to tell him off when another servant enters the king’s chambers in an obvious rush.

"Sire," the servant mumbles out as he tries to catch his breath, "You must come to the dungeons immediately. One of the prisoners has escaped."

Merlin and Arthur look at each other shocked that someone has escaped considering their improvements to castelo security.

"Thank you for getting this to my attention so quickly," Arthur informs the servant, before he kindly dismisses him. He then orders Merlin to grab his jacket, before they both make their way to the dungeons.

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Gwen sits at the small table, having had some breakfast, thinking if she is doing the right thing. The baby has grown a little mais the past few days. Her bump becoming mais noticeable, making Gwen feel a mixture of things, but mostly amargo, amarga joy for Arthur is not with her. Then the baby kicked for the first time earlier that dia and Gwen was decided. She had to inform Arthur and her brother immediately. For she may have lost Arthur’s trust in her, but he deserved to know the truth. No matter how much it hurt her.

Yet it did not stop Gwen from feeling conflicted por it. What if Arthur did not believe her, or worse, think it was Lancelot’s. What if Arthur came here asking her to return to Camelot and get married? Not because he loved her, but for the child’s sake. That would be worst for she loved Arthur with all her coração and while she wanted the best for their child, she did not want a marriage without trust, without love. Arthur loved her, yes, but that night she knew that he lost his trust in her. And that was what had hurt the most, for he did not believe her words that she loved him and wanted to be with him. Not Lancelot, but him.

So while she understood that Arthur would lose his trust in her, she was angry. Angry that Arthur did not believe her words. Making her feel mais conflicted. So she continued to stare at the piece of parchment in front of her, trying to think what the best course of action would be.

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Merlin and Arthur eventually arrive to the dungeons where the guards on duty tell them what had happened. Very mysterious, Arthur thinks as she steps into the cell of the prisoner who had escaped and Merlin follows him.

They begin searching the cell, seeing if they are any clue to how he managed to escape from the cell. Merlin knows that magic must be involved but does not say anything. It is at this point that Merlin starts scanning the floor when he sees a glimmer of silver and his head starts to pulse and hurt. A sign of powerful magic Merlin has learnt. So he bends down, to get closer and pushes away some of the dirt revealing a silver bracelet.

"Sire," Merlin calls out. "I think I found something."

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“Arthur, you should come and eat something, dear.” Hunith calls out to Arthur from the kitchen. He and Merlin have taken residence in Ealdor for the past few weeks waiting for Arthur to fully heal from his near fatal injury. Merlin and Arthur are still on the outs and speak very little to each other. Arthur has been insistent on returning to Camelot as soon as possible though his present lack of a horse and full balance to walk on his own is his prevention. He misses Guinevere terribly and enjoys being alone to think of her. Tonight he has decided to watch the sun set as it...
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    Gwen opens her eyes to find herself lying on the floor of the gateway. “Arthur?” she calls, looking around. “Arthur?” a little mais urgently this time.
    Suddenly he is there, immediately crouching beside her, sitting, pulling her into his embrace.
    “Guinevere, I’m so proud of you,” he whispers. “He’s beautiful, he’s just beautiful,” he says, burying his face in her neck.
    “Of course you think he’s beautiful, Arthur, he looks just like you,” she says, hitching an...
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Twelve

Prompt: Prompt: 12 days of natal my true amor gave to me


It’s late, it’s cold, and all I want to do is stoke up my little fogo and crawl into my cama with three or four blankets.

I give the door an extra shove to make sure it’s securely closed against the draft. I light a candle and am just about to turn to the wood box when I see it.

What on earth? It’s soft, but heavy, wrapped in parchment and tied with a red ribbon.

My coração pounds as I pull the ribbon, setting it aside. Waste not, want not. Inside is a large, thick wool blanket, red. I unfurl it and run my hand across...
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    Why am I cold? Arthur is slowly waking. He gropes around, feeling for Guinevere, eyes still closed. No Gwen. Oh. That’s why
    He opens his eyes when he hears the chuveiro turn on. Good, I haven’t missed her, he thinks, swinging his feet to the floor. He feels groggy this morning. It’s your own damn fault, man. You were the one that couldn’t keep your hands off of her.
    Several hours after they had fallen asleep, Arthur had woken up and decided he was ready for Round Four, and so he kissed and caressed Guinevere...
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    “Well, I don’t know about you, but I’m completely soaked,” Gwen laughs as they scurry into Arthur’s flat. They had gone out for a walk after dinner, but failed to check the weather forecast. They got caught in a surprise summer rainstorm and had to run home.
    “Best get you out of those wet clothes, then,” Arthur teases. She runs down the hall ahead of him, out of his grasp. “Oh, no, you don’t…” he calls, following behind, not running, but taking long rápido, swift strides through the room and down the hall.
    He...
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    Arthur crawls forward, beijar her, so that she has no choice but to lie back against the pillows. This time he is pulling at his own camisa and unbuckling his own cinto, correia as he prowls forward. He once again yanks the camisa over his head and tosses it in the general direction of a clothes hamper he keeps in a corner. Then he descends back down to her, beijar deeply, as if it has been months since they’d been together instead of merely hours. He is determined to take his time this time, and he slows his pace. She seems to notice...
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