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    “Guinevere?” the nurse calls, looking at a folder on a clipboard. Gwen stands, Arthur trailing behind her, clearly feeling out of place in this particular office.
    “I’m sorry, sir, you can’t go back there,” the nurse says to Arthur.
    “He can’t?” Gwen asks, furrowing her brow. “He’s my husband, I’d really like him to come…”
    “Oh! He is? Oh, I’m sorry…” the nurse answers, clearly flustered. She looks at the file. “Pendragon… oh, right,” she mutters,...

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    “Gwen! You got the results back?” Alice asked, her voice full of hope.
    “Yes, the nurse just called,” Gwen answered. “It’s positive.”
    “Oh, that’s wonderful!” Alice squealed, immediately excited. “Why don’t you sound happy, dear?” she asked, realizing that Gwen is strangely silent on the other end.
    “I am, but… I’m a little overwhelmed. I wasn’t expectin’ to be, well, expecting so soon… Though I guess I really shouldn’t be surprised, what with the frequency...

I decided I’d post this thread BEFORE viewing today’s episode, because I wanted to share how I’m feeling as we head into this two part finale of Season 4. None of us knew for sure what to expect this season. Those of us who are not spoiler free have enjoyed all the hints coming from the fotografias which were taken during the three filming sessions at Pierrefonds. We’ve listened ever so attentively to the various interviews, tweets, and comic cons. We’ve excitedly viewed the trailers and promo pics for the coming series. So, when October 1st came and we watched our first episode, there...

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    “Dear God,” Arthur declares breathlessly as he walks into the bedroom. Guinevere is lighting a few candles, willfully ignoring the fact that they once again have electricity.
    “Hmm?” she asks, blowing out the match between her fingers as she turns to face him.
    “Um…”
    Gwen has changed into her little surprise. She didn’t think it was anything much, but apparently Arthur is quite pleased. He doesn’t seem to be able to form words at the moment, she thinks. She cocks a hip to...

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    “Told you so,” Arthur whispers into her neck.
    “I didn’t doubt you,” she tells him, still running her fingers through his hair.
    He straightens up and looks at her, his face still sad. “That news artigo just makes it so… real, you know? Not that I didn’t think it wasn’t real, but actually seeing it documented in black and white, so detached like that, as if she wasn’t the amor of someone’s life, wasn’t someone’s mother…”
    “Shh, love,” she gently pulls his...

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    “You’re lucky you weren’t pulled over,” Arthur says to her after they see Tom’s car safely into his garage.
    “I was careful. What about you earlier, following the ambulância like you were in your fogo truck?” she counters as they walk back to Arthur’s car.
    “Oh. You noticed that, huh?”
    “Of course I did. You were right behind us.”
    Arthur smirks as he opens the passenger door of his car for Gwen, closing it gently after her, before he goes around...

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    They walk through the garden, back through the shrubs and trees, towards a boathouse, casa de barcos that Gwen hadn’t seen yet. Arthur proposes a challenge.
    “So. I think that we need to make this a little more… interesting.”
    “How so?” Gwen asks, wondering what he has in mind.
    “Whoever catches the largest peixe gets to have their peixe cleaned por the other.”
    “Or how about cooked?” she suggests, knowing full well that they’d be finding a restaurant if she won.
    “Well,...

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    “I’m going to go get some firewood,” he tells her once they are back. Gwen is taking her shoes off, sitting on the bed.
    “A fogo would be nice,” she says, managing a smile.
    “Make sure you take something for your head,” he tells her just before he leaves the room.
    Alone, she takes a moment. I cannot believe him. I don’t even know what to say, how to broach the topic. She sighs and drops her head into her hands.
    Bugger it.
    Gwen...

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    Bored, Gwen thinks, rolling to her side on the bed. She had decided to rest a bit after lunch. They are staying one mais night in Caerleon, departing in the morning. Odin is not staying over, leaving after dinner.
    The two kings, Prince Allard, and their knights have decided to discuss battle strategies and training. The knights are keen to spar with each other, and a few friendly match-ups are deemed not only educational but entertaining. So it was easy enough for Guinevere to beg off in procurar of a lie-down, especially because Annis...

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She was walking for two days now and in half a dia she would reach the border of Camelot. She had to be careful. Morganas men were looking for her because she overheard Morgana and Agravain one night when she was looking for a place to sleep. The village where she lived got attacked and she had to run. It was almost in the middle of the night when she saw a valley and a little hut in the distance and thought maybe she could stay there for the night. While she was thinking she suddenly heard a noise. The sound of a galloping horse coming nearer and nearer. She turned around...

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    “You were right. That was incredible. And huge,” Gwen says as they walk home. “I’m glad we’re walking, I think I need the exercise now.”
    Arthur laughs. “Let’s take the long way home, then.”
    It is fully dark, but the streets are well lit as they walk hand in hand. They pass a cottage with a beautiful front garden and the breeze blows a sweet smell in their direction.
    “What is that?” Arthur sniffs, stopping.
    Gwen looks around. I know this one....

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    Arthur steps quickly forward, fists clenched, preparing to pull her away from him and pound this interloper into jelly.
    “Arthur, stop!” she says, stepping in front of the man. She faces Arthur, hands on her hips, and he stops, her tone taking him por surprise. She is stern. No hastily made denials, no, “It’s not what it looks like.” She simply stops him, and it throws him off balance momentarily.
    “Step away from her, please.” Arthur’s voice is low and quiet, but menacing. The man does so, holding...

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“Gaius… are you sure it was them?” Merlin couldn’t believe what he heard. “Maybe you saw someone else? Maybe it was just …” he couldn’t come up with a proper solution because there seemed none.
    “I know what I saw Merlin.”
    “And it was Gwen?”
    “Yes”
    “But… it is so unlike Gwen to commit such a sinful act. Did you hear them properly, Gaius? You are getting old, you know, and your hearing could have deceived you, besides...”
    “Merlin!!”...

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    “Merlin!” A voice calls to him. He has gone to the lower town to pick up a few things for Gaius. Lord Roderick continues to leave him thankfully undisturbed, so he is actually able to get a few things accomplished.
    He turns in the direction of the voice. It is Wilhelmina, the blacksmith’s wife.
    “Hello,” he greets her.
    “Um… will you give this to queen Guinevere for me please?” she says hastily, shoving a linen-wrapped parcel into his arms. It is warm.
    “Sure,...

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    “Feeling better?” Guinevere asks. They’re still lying in bed, now cuddled under the covers together.
    “Almost,” he says, and he turns onto his back, pulling her with him, trading places with her so that her head is now resting on his chest.
    I knew he wasn’t done with me yet, she thinks, smiling and resting her hand on his chest, idly toying with his chest hair beneath her fingers.
    His hand strokes her side, trailing down to her rear, where he gives a gentle squeeze before resting...

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    Lunch took longer than expected, so they ride swifter after they eat, slowing occasionally to let the cavalos rest some.
    “I must say Guinevere, you did impress me back there,” Arthur says, dropping back to ride beside his wife for a bit.
    “Thank you. I tried to be brave, but my coração was pounding like a frightened rabbit,” she admits.
    “Well, it did not show. I am also impressed that you still wanted lunch after all that… all that carnage,” he chuckles.
    “I’ve...

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DISCLAIMER: For the purposes of my story, I've decided to make the Arthurian legend an obscure one. So please suspend your disbelief for me.

    Gwen is sorting through boxes. Arthur left for work an hora and a half ago, with much whining and carrying on about not wanting to leave. Gwen laughed at him and pushed him out the door, but she was not looking progressivo, para a frente to the seguinte two days alone in this new place. “At least I have something to do,” she says aloud, deciding to tackle the dreaded cozinha straight away.
    Do whatever you like, Arthur...

    Arthur wouldn’t say he was excited. mais like anxious . . . anxiously excited. This dia had been nearly four years in the making and mais than once he was afraid it might not come. Yet he knew it was what he wanted from the first moment he realized she was the one for him. She had touched him like no one before and the very thought of her caused a ghost of a smile to spread across his face . . . Guinevere.

After everything they had gone through together, the payoff was finally here. They were at last set to become husband and wife. In just a few short hours, she would...

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    Door’s still closed. Do I knock? I wouldn’t want to walk in on… anything. Merlin is fretting outside the doors to the royal quarters. The sun is high in the sky, and he is getting nervous about Lord Roderick and his… mood.
    He raises his fist to the door, ready to knock, but hesitates. Again. He drops his hand and curses softly, stepping back and right into a bench, which he trips over.
    “Gah!” he shouts, hopping on one foot in the corridor.
    A moment later he hears the metallic...

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    “Merlin,” Gaius fixes him in his squinty stare, eyebrow cocked.
    “Gaius,” Merlin replies casually.
    “That was a sneaky trick, changing the bracelet’s appearance like that,” he scolds.
    “What? I thought it was a nice touch,” he says, standing. It is nearing lunch and he needs to bring Arthur and Gwen their meal, which they’ve requested to have in the royal chambers. They’d been sequestered in there since Elyan left with the bracelet.
    “Well, what...