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No honestly is there a reason his 'hair' looks like this again? What not enough money to splurg on a few good hair pieces guys?

Second, how many of Ты are beginning to thoroughly dislike him? For the longest time I put up with him as the amusing defacto father of Merls and that was all fine well and good and I could cope with his lack of imagination re the tavern issue all день long (Merlin being in the tavern) but this, this constant, thing of never quite telling all the relevant details and what is more, being selective in his memory is beginning to wear thin.

In fact, sometimes I find him far еще evil than the warpedness of an Odin или an Uther because they are just blindingly ignorant but he knows better.

Thoughts welcomed. Very very miffed with Gaius this season.
I thought it brilliant and got her permission to share. Do enjoy. It is actually wonderfully written. And yes, Ты are accurate in your surmise/suspicion about the subject matter. Enjoy!

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Title: The Queen’s Blood
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Arthur/Gwen
Warnings: Yup folks - it’s a period fic. Blood and everything.

Summary: Gwen has to explain the basics of female bodily functions to her husband, who is somewhat alarmed to wake up to bloody sheets two days after his marriage.


The секунда night after her wedding, Gwen bled. She had suspected it might happen as such, her usual rhythm being...
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posted by kbrand5333
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Part 7: link


    “Percival, why didn’t Ты correct the prince when he made that misstep? He very nearly gave young Maxwell a black eye!” Leon snaps at his fellow knight as the two men walk to the замок from the morning’s training.
    “Well, he’s the prince! I can’t… yell at him,” Percival Ответы weakly.
    “He must be trained the same as all the other boys,” Leon sighs. “I know it’s difficult, but…”
    “I just don’t feel right. I know he’s only five, but he outranks me.”
    “Well,...
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posted by kbrand5333
17
Part 1: link


    “Merlin?” Gwen gasps, blinking her eyes and wiping her face.
    “I’m… I’m sorry, Gwen,” he says, his voice soft, almost inaudible.
    She stands and walks to him. “Sorry? You’re sorry?” she exclaims. “You were supposed to protect him! Ты were supposed to take care of him, make him better!” she shouts, tears starting anew, and she realizes she is pummeling his thin chest with her clenched fists.
    “You were supposed to bring him Главная to me!” she sobs, pounding him mercilessly....
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posted by kbrand5333
20
Part 29: link


    “My lady, um, the laces are not going to reach,” маргаритка says, dropping her hands while Guinevere sighs.
    “This is the third gown!”
    “Well, Ты are with child,” the maid says.
    “Yes, but should my gowns be too tight already?”
    “Each pregnancy is different, my lady,” маргаритка says tactfully.
    “And how would Ты know?” Gwen shoots over her shoulder.
    “Just what I hear,” she says sheepishly, taking the gown...
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posted by kbrand5333
14
Part 3: link


    Gwen falls asleep in Arthur’s arms, but Arthur lays awake for a while, his own thoughts now drifting to their wedding night, guided there by Guinevere’s earlier confession.

    “I Любовь you,” I had gasped, collapsing carefully over her. I didn’t want to crush her, not yet realizing that this petite beauty beneath me is actually a lot sturdier than she looks. “I Любовь Ты еще than I thought myself capable of loving anyone,” I muttered into her ear and buried my face in her neck. She smelled wonderful. She always smells wonderful....
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posted by kbrand5333
3
Part 48: link


    ”One еще match. Tournament will be over.”
    I feel so awkward around her this morning. My сердце is pounding. Surely I’m not nervous about the tournament. Is it… is it her?
    “You can go back to being Prince Arthur.”
    Yes, I suppose so. Do I want to, though? She seems… shy this morning. Oh. She’s coming closer.
    “Um… I thought Ты might wear it… for luck.”
    Is she granting me a favor? Oh. Oh, my. She is. Wow.
    “Thank...
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posted by kbrand5333
3
Part 17: link

    Arthur has a lot on his mind this morning. He is restless, because he can’t do anything. Merlin says he can’t take the строп, слинг off until Sunday at the earliest. At least one еще day. Grr. Cheering at the rugby match is going to be difficult, indeed, not to mention certain… leisure activities he plans on engaging in later with Guinevere.
    By ten a.m. he is stir crazy. He stalks out to the common room and finds Leon playing catch with Wayne across the room. They are seated on sofas opposite one another, tossing a plush version of...
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posted by kbrand5333
14
Part 6: link


    Rodor, Godwin, and Olaf, Gwen thinks, mulling over the addition of three еще kingdoms to the proposed alliance. The names Mithian, Elena, and Vivian drift unbidden into her brain as she spins the royal печать around her finger, the ring much too large for her slender digit. Certainly they should be included. And I have no issue with Mithian. It is she who should have an issue with me, but she bears me no ill will at all, even before we helped her. And Elena was an odd girl, but she knew nothing of Arthur and me.
    She sighs, leaning back...
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posted by kbrand5333
8
Part 18: link


    Arthur carries her heavy suitcase, setting it carefully in the back of her tiny green Mini. As soon as they are inside, he reaches for her, his lips itching to feel hers against them once again.
    She sighs, leaning into him, clutching his shoulders as she opens her mouth for him, meeting his searching tongue with hers.
    They separate only for air, and Arthur leans his forehead against hers. “Never leave again. At least not without me,” he whispers.
    Gwen giggles, and pecks his lips. “I...
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posted by kbrand5333
11
Part 22: link


    “Gwen, does your brother drive a blue Ford pickup?” Gaius asks, strolling casually into the kitchen.
    Gwen drops her spoon and runs to the door.
    “Apparently so,” Gaius chuckles, following with Alice, watching with amusement at Gwen bolts out the front door and jumps on her brother the instant he’s out of the truck.
    Elyan hugs her, laughing, as she clings to his neck, her feet off the ground.
    “I missed you, too,” he says, setting her down.
    “Sorry,”...
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posted by kbrand5333
11
My 2nd place-winning fic for Arwen short challenge 7! I had to trim it for length to meet the word count requirements. This is the FULL version.

“My lady, he’s here.”

Four words. Four small words I’ve been dreading since the день my father told me that he had promised me to King Arthur of Camelot.

“Thank you, I’ll be down presently,” I say, not turning around. It was rude of me, I know. I usually treat my servants better than this. Hopefully they will forgive my curtness, understanding my reticence to be whisked away by some… escort… to go and be married to a complete stranger....
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posted by kbrand5333
7
Part 9: link


    Aredian strides to the witness stand from the back of the courtroom, a thin, severe, imposing figure, all in black. Something about his demeanor makes everyone uncomfortable in his presence, like they’re afraid that he’s going to shoot lightning bolts from his fingertips and smite them just for breathing the same air.
    “Good Lord, Arthur, where’d your father meet him?” Gwen whispers.
    “I honestly have no idea. Some Вопросы are better left unanswered,” he whispers back. He’s been enjoying whispering...
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posted by kbrand5333
14
Part 11: link


    “This was a good idea,” Gwen says, stepping out of Arthur’s car at the valet, looking up at the Grand Hotel in Birmingham.
    “I thought so,” Arthur says, coming around and putting his hand on her lower back, ushering her inside.
    “I’m glad Ты booked the extra night, too,” she says, grinning at him.
    “Well, I’m actually kind of in the wedding,” Arthur admits, “so I would have needed to drive up here tonight anyway for the rehearsal. Staying here saves a lot of driving....
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posted by kbrand5333
6
Part 15: link


    Spring comes, bringing with it the sunshine, new green leaves, chirping birds, and a message from King Marke of Cornwall, inviting the new King and Queen of Camelot to visit and discuss alliances.
    Guinevere wakes slowly, scrunching into the bedclothes, looking for her husband’s warm body.
    Where is he? She pries one eye open, then the other, and looks around, only to find him staring into a mirror, regarding his chin.
    “Arthur?” she calls softly.
    “I think I...
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posted by kbrand5333
13
Part 6: link


    Arthur is watching, amused, as Elyan attempts to fold the laundry he brought with him (earning him another scolding). He folds a одежда, одежды and sets it on the table. Gwen then picks it up, re-folds it properly, and replaces it.
    Arthur has been trying to decide how long it will take Gwen to just shove Elyan out of the way and do it herself. He had just realized that she’s intentionally doing what she’s doing just to make Elyan ask her to do it for him when his mobile springs to life.
    “Leon,” Arthur answers,...
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posted by kbrand5333
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    “Merlin, I need Ты to… Merlin? Merlin!” Arthur starts yelling for his servant as soon as he notices the other man is nowhere to be seen. He was expecting him to be waiting for him in his chambers when he returned from his evening council meeting.
    “MERLIN!” he yells again, irritated now, dropping his ремень, пояс, пояса on the table.
    “I gave him the night off,” a soft voice drifts out of the dim. It is coming from the direction of the sleeping quarters.
    “Guinevere?” Arthur says, puzzled. And intrigued....
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posted by kbrand5333
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Part 25: link


    I can’t believe it. I can’t believe it. Merlin. Merlin, of all people. I trusted him with my life. Several times.
    I called him friend.
    Everyone I trust betrays me in some way. Morgana. Agravaine. Guinevere. Okay, not Guinevere. And now Merlin. My idiot servant is a wizard. A bloody
wizard. And from the looks of things, a pretty powerful one.
    How dare he presume to place a ‘protective charm’ over my child! My son… I don’t want magic touching him!
    And how...
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posted by kbrand5333
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Part 65: link


SUNDAY

    It is past midnight and Arthur and Gwen are finally in Arthur’s car, which has been lovingly decorated by Merlin and the lads with streamers and пиво cans, the windows painted festively. Arthur only sighed when he saw it, mentally noting that he’s going to have to get his car washed. Again.
    “Are Ты going to tell me where we’re going?” Gwen says, shifting in her seat. “Or at least if it’s very far? This isn’t the easiest thing to sit in, Ты know.”
    “It’s not far,” Arthur smiles,...
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posted by kbrand5333
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My Рождество gift to Ты all! Hope Ты like it! I just want to thank all of Ты so much for all your kind words and encouragement about my writing. I honestly never had done any Письмо since school (150 years ago), and that certainly was not Письмо of this sort. Ты have all been so wonderful to me, and your praise only encourages me! Kisses and hugs to everyone, and have a fantastic holiday season, however Ты celebrate.


    It is the winter solstice in Camelot, a time for feasting and gift-giving. падуб, holly, холли branches and mistletoe are everywhere, and the chill in the air makes...
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