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posted by kbrand5333
    Arthur is standing at the front of the трон room. He is waiting, and he is not alone. The трон room is filled to capacity with courtiers, knights, servants,
and commoners. There are flowers, ribbons and bunting in abundance, and the room has never looked еще festive. He waits, barely noticing his surroundings. His attention is fixed on the large set of doors at the back of the room.
    To the casual observer, the young king appears calm. Merlin, Arthur’s trusted servant and closest friend, knows otherwise. He sees Arthur’s tapping foot, his...
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posted by MISAforever
*Beauty and the Beast*
Gwen: I saw what Ты did earlier. The people owe Ты a debt of gratitude.
Arthur: The people owe me nothing. My father is still going to impose the tax.
Gwen: Will he not be persuaded?
Arthur: Not by me. He can't stand the sight of me.
Gwen: That's not true. The King loves you.
Arthur: Ты should have heard the way he spoke to me.
Gwen: I'm sure he was angry but you're still his son. Everyone appreciates what Ты did. They know Ты tried and they won't forget that.
Arthur: Maybe he's right. One день I will be the King of Camelot. I cannot be a friend to the people as well as their...
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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
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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Part 19: link


    “Are Ты nervous, Guinevere?” Arthur asks quietly. Gwen is seated between Arthur and Morgana in the back сиденье, место, сиденья of Gaius’ Cadillac, on the way to church.
    “Yes,” she Ответы simply.
    He takes her hand in his. “It will be fine,” he says. “It’s church. People are supposed to be nice at church.”
    “Yes, they are,” Gwen answers, “but some of the most closed-minded people are also some of the most righteous.”
    “Righteous in their own minds, anyway,”...
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Part 17: link


    Gwen blinks her eyes open. Where am I? Oh, right. Milwaukee. Arthur’s uncle’s house. She looks at the clock. 9:37! I haven’t slept this late in years!
    She swings her feet down, sliding them into her slippers. She looks around the room. I didn’t bring that many boxes, why do I still have half of them left? Oh. Right. After Arthur went to постель, кровати I spent the rest of the evening in Morgana’s room till far too late.
    Gwen has decided that she definitely likes Morgana. She’s exuberant and witty. Arthur said...
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Part 16: link


    “Wake up, darlin’, we’re here,” Arthur says quietly, stroking Gwen’s cheek.
    “Mmm,” she scrunches against him and blinks her eyes open. “Did I fall asleep again?”
    “Yes,” he chuckles, Поцелуи her forehead. “We’re here,” he repeats. She looks out and sees a house, not overlarge, nicely kept. A home. “Come on.”
    He climbs out of the car and opens her door again. They walk to the front door and it opens before Arthur can lift his finger to the doorbell.
    “Arthur!”...
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    Gwen sips her wine and talks with the princesses from Camelot’s neighboring kingdoms when someone taps on her shoulder. She turns around and finds a group of women, somewhere around her age, smiling at her. They curtsey and wait for her.

    Gwen looks astonished at them and one of the princesses she was talking to leans вперед and whispers, “Nod, you’re supposed to nod.” Gwen thanks her and nods. The princess resumes her place and sneers with the other princesses.

    “Is there anything I can do for you?” Gwen...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 14: link


    “Guinevere…” Arthur shouts from the bedroom.
    “Yes, Love?”
    “Hungry. Can I have lunch?”
    “What do Ты want?”
    “Toasted cheese sandwich?”
    “What are you, seven?” She’s laughing at him now.
    “I like those when I don’t feel well.”
    “I know…”
    “And an apple. Cut up. And do we have any bendy straws?”
    “Yes, I bought you...
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Part 8: link


    “Arthur Pendragon.”
    “Mr. Pendragon? My name is Keith Godwin. I was дана a somewhat illuminating message yesterday…”
    “Ah, yes, Mr. Godwin. I have some information that Ты might find very illuminating,” Arthur says, leaning back in his chair. “What are your plans for this weekend, may I ask?”
    Over lunch, Arthur’s phone rings again. “Arthur Pendragon,” he answers, his mouth full of hamburger.
    “Arthur?” Percy’s hesitant voice greets him....
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posted by kbrand5333
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
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...
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posted by kbrand5333
Fic 2: link

Twelve

Prompt: Prompt: 12 days of Рождество my true Любовь gave to me


It’s late, it’s cold, and all I want to do is stoke up my little огонь and crawl into my постель, кровати with three или 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 сердце 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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posted by kbrand5333
Part 8: link


    Crunch.
    The sound of glass breaking beneath his head jolts Merlin from his fitful slumber. Oh no! he thinks, scrambling into his bag.
    The last item Merlin put in his bag before they left, almost on a whim, was the phial of water from the Lake of Avalon, entrusted to him by the Fisher King. The phial that has just broken under the weight of his head.
    “No, no no…” Merlin mutters frantically, dumping the contents of his pack out onto the ground.
    He watches, amazed,...
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posted by kbrand5333
This one started life as Song 8 in "Songs to Dance." Had always planned on expanding it. This first chapter will be familiar. As a reminder, this is AU from 3x10, "Queen of Hearts," where Arthur, Gwen and Merlin actually do leave Camelot.


    “Gwen!” an urgent voice whispers in the dark dank of the dungeons. “Gwen, wake up!”
    Guinevere turns over and sits up on the filthy straw mat. Her eyes Показать no signs of sleep, only weeping. They are swollen and rimmed with red. “Merlin?” she blinks. She has spent the evening crying and crying and ran...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 41: link


    “Good morning, Paulette, darling,” Arthur greets the receptionist, leaning his elbows on her counter.
    “Mr. Pendragon,” she greets him coolly. “You have an appointment with Mr. Gaius.”
    “Yes, I do.”
    “Wait here,” she sighs, “I’m supposed to call him and he’ll come down.”
    “Well, he may want to rethink that, Sugar Plum,” Arthur says, thoroughly enjoying needling the stuffy receptionist. “Tell him I have his painting.” He then walks casually...
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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 секунда chapter, Gwen remembers her first night with Arthur.
A/N: This was written for the Square таблица 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 Комментарии are very much appreciated ♥!

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posted by kbrand5333
Part 32: link


    Being Friday night, parking is troublesome. Lance finds a place for his Citroën a ways up the block, and Arthur piggybacks on the spot, squeezing his motorcycle in sideways in front of Lance’s car, the front tire on the sidewalk.
    “Arthur, you’re going to get a citation,” Gwen cautions, but Arthur seems unconcerned.
    “Nice motorbike,” Lance Комментарии as Gwen once again stuffs Arthur’s куртка away.
    “Thank you. Her name is Morgana,” Arthur says, sweeping his arm grandly.
    “Morgana?...
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posted by kbrand5333
    “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
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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