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“Guinevere?” Arthur is stunned by Gwen’s presence. His сердце hammers like a raging beast in his rib cage. His knees wobble just at the sound of her voice. It isn’t surprise; she always had this sort of impact on him. Gwaine is dumbfounded, too, but he just smiles at her. Beside Gwen, Merlin snickers silently.
    “Hello Arthur, Gwaine,” Gwen greets both the men, her arms folded across her chest, eyes on them.
    “Hmm, hello, Gwen,” Gwaine replies.
    “I didn’t know Ты were here,” Arthur says, he is still surprised and slightly ashamed at being caught red handed by Gwen when he was in the midst of discussing her with Gwaine. The face that he was caught doesn’t trouble him so much as the fact that they were talking about her. Did she listen to everything they discussed, или just the final phrase?
    While Arthur is still in his own thoughts, Gwen walks towards him; briefly nodding at Gwaine along the way. She nears Arthur and holds both of his hands, clasping them warmly. Her touch shudders through Arthur as he is awoken from his thoughts. “There is something I need to tell you,” she says.
    Arthur smiles. “I have something to tell Ты as well. Perhaps we can talk outside... in the living room?”
    “Sounds good,” Gwen says and turns around to meet the others.
    “We are leaving anyway,” Gwaine says immediately but Gwen holds her hand out, smiling and shaking her head.
    “I didn’t mean that, Gwaine… I just want to say thank you, for bringing me here,” she says, eyeing Merlin behind Gwaine.
    “Ohh…” Gwaine smiles sheepishly.
    “It’s all right Gwen, that’s what Друзья are for,” Merlin Ответы calmly. He then takes a swipe at his watch and shakes Gwaine’s shoulder. “Gwaine, we really need to leave,”
    “Yeah… wouldn’t want to run late to work… have fun, guys,” Gwaine winks at them both and turns back towards the door.
    “Take care…” Merlin says and follows Gwaine from behind.
    “Thanks, Ты guys,” Arthur says and Gwaine Ответы with a wave of his hand, forgetting Arthur is blind.
    “Guys?” Arthur calls out again but they are no longer there. Arthur lifts his brow in bewilderment. Beside him, Gwen smiles to herself.
    “They’ve left… do Ты need anything from them?”
    “No, they just didn’t answer me,” he Ответы her.
    “Oh, Gwaine did. He waved his hand at you.”
    “Aha… Typical of him, isn’t it?” Arthur laughs it off and shakes his head. Gwen joins him but after the laughter dies down, her grip on him tightens.
    “Guinevere?”
    “Yes, Arthur… let’s go out, shall we,” It wasn’t a Вопрос but еще like a statement. When Arthur’s head bobs, she leads him out to the living room.
    Arthur remains quiet all the way but he clasps her hand as tightly he can, as if she’d run away if he didn’t. When they have finally arrived, Gwen helps him to the sofa and sits down beside him.
    “Are Ты comfortable, Arthur?” Gwen asks, helping to place a cushion behind his back.
    “Yes,” Arthur speaks as calmly he can. But in truth, his сердце is racing. He knows he has a lot to tell her but he doesn’t know how to begin the conversation. He wouldn’t be in such a situation if their last meeting hadn’t ended up in a fight. But it did, and now he feels ashamed to see her. At least being blind seems to help that.
    “Do Ты need anything?”
    “No, I believe I am fine. Thank you,” he smiles at her.
    “Sure?”
    “Yes…” Arthur Ответы though he seems to be puzzled by the repetition of questions.
    “Good,” Gwen makes herself comfortable beside him. “So, since Ты are comfy and relaxed, then perhaps Ты can answer me a few questions. Ты see, I have been plagued by various Вопросы since we fought and despite trying to come up with different types of answers, I still can’t get to the core problem of the issue we are dealing with. I just feel that somewhere, something is amiss and then it struck me. It was you. The answer lies with Ты and Ты alone. So, maybe Ты can answer me the most difficult Вопрос of all: why the bloody hell did Ты lie to me?”
    “Huh?”
    “Why did Ты lie to me, Arthur?”
    “About what?”
    “Your feelings for me?”
    “Oh,” he looks down in shame. She reaches out and clips his chin, lifting it up.
    “I am waiting,” she says calmly. Despite her tone, Arthur could still feel her anger oozing out from her raspy breath and her touch. She’s not being gentle and she knows it. But he isn’t complaining. He knows his mistake and he deserves whatever she has in store for him. But how will he start? What will he tell her? He can’t keep quiet forever, he knows that, but his voice, his words… they are not helping him one bit.
    Gwen cups his cheek. “Arthur?”
    “I am sorry, Guinevere,” Arthur finally lets out and sighs. He has to start with something, so apology will be it.
    Gwen remains silent. She knows how hurt Arthur must be feeling but she is hurt too. She loves him and made that feeling known to him. It was he who rejected her but deep down he has feelings for her too. And that’s what she wants to find out. She hates doing this to him, forcing him to confess but Gwaine’s right. If she loves him, she must do all she can to get him back in her life. Arthur might not like her way but she has no choice. She tried confessing and he shut her off for reasons known only to him, but he confessed to others about his feelings for her. And now she wants to hear it herself. And for that, Arthur has to open his mouth.
    “Guinevere?”
    “I am here, Arthur.”
    “Did Ты hear what I told you? That I am sorry?”
    “Yes.”
    “I know my apologies wouldn’t suffice for the hurt Ты went through, the pain I gave Ты when I… when I shut Ты off from my life, but it’s all I have at the moment. I don’t know how else to start или what tell you. I’m sorry, Guinevere. This is not an excuse; please don’t think of it as that. It’s just the beginning, a way to start everything fresh, new. Actually… errmm… to answer your question, I didn’t mean to lie to you, I just…” Arthur struggles with his words. ‘God… why is so hard?’ he thinks to himself.
    “Take your time, Arthur, we have all day.”
    Arthur didn’t know if she is teasing him или simply being calm about his struggle. Her tone is flat somehow, making it hard for him to suspect или guess anything. “I know, but I can’t… I just can’t…”
    “You can’t tell me?” she tries to guess.
    “No, I can’t carry on living with lies anymore, and I don’t know how to tell Ты that…” he struggles again. Words are piling up in his head but why is it so difficult for him to convey them to her?
    “That?”
    “That I… I…”
    “Arthur please… stop torturing yourself. Whatever is it Ты have insi…”
    “That I Любовь you, Guinevere!” Arthur says it as loudly as he can, surprising Guinevere. Her mouth drops open as she stares at him.
    “Yes… I Любовь you, Guinevere! I Любовь Ты with all my сердце and this is the truth. I should have told Ты this when Ты confessed your feelings but I was scared. I chickened out thinking I might not be able to provide Ты the happiness Ты deserve. I felt guilty after what happened to your father… I didn’t want Ты to be unhappy with me.” There, he’s сказал(-а) it loud and clear, with renewed confidence. His сердце is lightened by his confession.
    “Whoever gave Ты that idea?”
    “I was responsible for your father’s death, Guinevere; I killed him.”
    “It was an accident,” she confirms her statement.
    “Still, I was part of the accident… and no, please don’t try to calm me down. I have to tell Ты this или I’ll never have another opportunity,” Arthur says immediately before Gwen can continue.
    “Accident или not, I am responsible for your father’s death. I was devastated when I learned I killed a man, and now knowing that man is your father further plunges the guilt in my heart. I will never forgive myself for what happened, no matter how everyone else sees it. Time can heal the pain, perhaps, but right now I still consider myself guilty. After depriving Ты of your family, how can Ты expect me to provide the happiness Ты richly deserve? I am blind, Guinevere, and though I can give Ты love, I cannot give Ты anything else… least of all the happiness. And that’s why I was scared. I didn’t know how to tell Ты this, but… I didn’t want to hurt Ты as well, so… I kept quiet thinking it might drive Ты away. It did, but neither of us was happy.”
    “Would Ты have done the same if Ты didn’t know the man Ты ran over was my father?”
    “No… I decided upon this after learning the truth,” Arthur tells the truth. Gwen shakes her head in disbelief.
    “That’s bollocks, Arthur. Then maybe I should have kept my mouth shut.”
    “No!! I appreciate your honesty.”
    “But Ты drove me away from your life because of that honesty, Arthur. Do Ты think that’s fair to me?”
    “Guinevere…”
    “No, Ты listen now, mister. I was devastated after my father’s demise and I swear to God, I wanted to kill you. Yes… I really want Ты dead, but when I learned the truth about you, I no longer hated you. The hatred I kept cooped inside me vanished and gave way to sympathy, pity and later awe. I was in awe of Ты and your determination. Something else about Ты captivated me, and now I know its love. I have read and heard of Любовь at first sight but now I know what it feels like. I liked you, Arthur, and I told myself there will not be another man in my life other than you, Arthur Pendragon. And I stick to my words. Ты can pretend to hate me and live with your sufferings but I tell Ты this: no matter what trick Ты pull on me, it will never work. I will always Любовь you. Understand?”
    “Now I do…” Arthur smiles.
    “Good… now about the lies?”
    “I didn’t mean to lie to you, Guinevere, it was… the only option at the time and I took the opportunity. But I was never happy after that.”
    “Of course Ты weren’t, because your сердце belongs to me!”
    “Yes, I realise that now, and I am so sorry, Guinevere. I told Merlin after your departure that I Любовь Ты and he was pissed at me for days! And later I collected Gwaine’s wrath as well… but trust me it wasn’t my intention. I just felt frightened about our future and I didn’t know what to do, I’m sorry.”
    “It’s all right, Arthur, you’re forgiven.”
    “Am I?” he cannot believe how quickly Guinevere forgives him. But her voice seems genuine, so must be her words.
    “You know I can never be angry with Ты for long. I had forgiven Ты the moment Merlin told me about your confession to him. I forgive Ты for everything… for my father, for the hurt, for lying to me…everything,” she tells him and suddenly Arthur feels lightened. It’s like a burden had been lifted off from his heart.
    “Thank you, Guinevere, thank Ты very much. I feel much better now, after you’ve forgiven me.”
    ‘Lancelot’s right’ Gwen thinks to herself.
    “You сказал(-а) Merlin told Ты about my confession?”
    “Oh, don’t be angry with him, Arthur.”
“No, no I’m not. I appreciate it, actually. I owe those guys a lot, after all they’ve done for me, for us.”
    “That Ты do. Now that you’ve cleared your сердце it’s time I did the same. I am sorry, too, Arthur.”
    “For what?”
    “I have caused my fair share of hurt too, haven’t I?”
    “Such as?”
    “Telling Ты about my father, causing Ты unnecessary guilt and finally almost causing Ты to make a terrible mistake… losing me?”
    “Guinevere.”
    “I am sorry, Arthur. It happened in the heat of the moment and no one considered the circumstances after that. But in a way it was good because we learned about each other and our feelings for one another through this… I remember someone telling me there’s always a reason for everything. Perhaps this was the reason.”
    “True, true.”
    “So, I Любовь you, Arthur Pendragon. I know I have told Ты this before but I like telling Ты again, and again, and again…” she chuckles and he smiles too. “I want to tell Ты forever because I Любовь so much. I don’t want to be reminded of the hurt we went through together and I want to look вперед to the future… our future. And I don’t want to hear the crap about Ты not making me happy… Ты already did by declaring your Любовь for me. I don’t care if you’re blind, Arthur. I don’t care if Ты want to get yourself treated for your vision или not, I respect your wishes regardless of what your decision is. All I want is your Любовь and I believe I already have that, so everything else is secondary. Ты and I can be in Любовь and happy forever, I can assure Ты of that, but all I ask Ты in return is to let the guilt off from your heart. Ты are your own man and Ты have to make your own decision; no one, not even me can ask Ты to do that, so… be a man, Arthur. Face your past boldly and overcome your guilt. We will only be happy if Ты let the guilt go. Will Ты do that, for me?”
    “I…will try.”
    “Thank you.”
    “And I Любовь you, Guinevere. My сердце sings when I hear your voice. I have never seen your face, but I guess I don’t have to, because I can see Ты through your heart. Ты have a good heart, and I am lucky to have found Ты in my life. I don’t want to lose you… I don’t know what would I do if I Остаться в живых Ты again,” before Arthur can continue, Gwen covers his mouth with her palm.
    “Don’t ever say that Arthur. Ты will never lose me… not now, not ever! I will always be by your side. I promise.” she says, removing her hand from his mouth.
    “Promise?”
    “Yes… nothing can come in between us, no one can separate us,” Gwen says determinedly.
    Arthur reaches up and Gwen grabs his hand, brings it closer to her cheek and helps him cup it. He smiles. “I just wonder what do Ты look like?”
    “You want to see me?”
    “I’d like to, but…”
    “Here,” she takes his hand and trails it to her forehead. “Start here… this is my forehead,” she says. Arthur brings his other hand and feels her forehead. He smiles again.
    “What’s amusing?”
    “You have a broad forehead,” he chuckles. She joins him. Arthur trails his hand down and feels the bridge of her nose. He trails to his left and right and feels her eyes, her long lashes caressing against his skin. It tickles and he smiles again. Then he brings his hands down to feel her cheek and later it pauses on her lips. He runs his thumb over her lips and Gwen has to admit she feels a sensual energy uncurling within her. She trembles at his touch.
    Arthur feels her tremble and wonders if she’d like what he is wants to do right now. Ever since he touched her, his mind has been spiraling out of control. The desire he feels for her is both greedy and hot. He desperately wants to feel her lips with his own, but will she allow that? Will she push him away for his impatient Показать of love? What if she thinks differently of him? But it’s just a kiss, one Kiss because Arthur really wants to know her! He had been waiting for this opportunity, but…
    “Guinevere?”
    “Yes, Arthur?”
    He has to try. “I Любовь you,” he says as he caresses her lips softly.
    “And I Любовь you, too.”
    That was enough for Arthur. Keeping his hands there to guide him, he lowers his face towards hers and patiently grazes her lips once, twice. The third time, she strains upwards to meet him. Their lips meld in a frisson of fiery need that roars through his veins in a flood. Guinevere’s lips part and Arthur’s tongue pushes urgently into her mouth. He kisses her with a hunger that amazes her.
The scent of his skin teases her senses and she starts feeling weak and wobbly. She lifts a hand to his cheek, soft fingers stroking the roughness at his jawline, probing the sensitive hollow below his ear. Her hand slips to the nape of his neck, pulling him closer.
Arthur has to admit he has never wanted a woman as badly as he does Guinevere. She tastes so good and he wants more. Yes, he is greedy, but he wants to drink in еще of that loveliness from her. He doesn’t care who walks into his apartment right now because he is not here; he is in a different world with Guinevere, alone and in love. The lissome feel of her body beneath his was all he’d imagined and more. Feeling her breasts crush against his chest, the intimacy of his leg edged between her thighs is driving him crazy. His mouth trails from her lips to her throat.
“You drive me crazy,” he mutters as his mouth moves downward, planting kisses along the delicate line of her neck.
Gwen’s body is alive, quivering with the sensations he is provoking, and fierce shafts of delight are running through her like a flame in her blood as she arches towards him, wanting.
Arthur recaptures her mouth and this time her tongue comes to mate with his. The Kiss deepens, hardens, and Arthur doesn’t want it to end.
Gwen’s head is swimming; emotions she’s never experienced before causing her whole body to feel hot and alive. She is drowning in a sea of intimacy, of passion, and as Arthur’s Kiss deepens, she gasps.
That was the cue. Arthur knows he has Остаться в живых control of himself and allowed his lust to take control. A Kiss is all he longed for, but now what must she be thinking of him?
He pulls away suddenly, leaving Gwen stunned. “I, I’m sorry Guinevere,” he says and shakes his head. He dares not face her and hangs his head down.
“Why are Ты sorry?”
“I Остаться в живых control of myself, haven’t I?”
“No, what gave Ты the idea?” Gwen purses her lips.
Arthur looks up. Now it’s his turn to be surprised. “You mean…”
“I liked what Ты just did… we both went a bit too far, but I liked it nevertheless. So don’t be sorry for giving me something as wonderful as the Kiss Ты just gave me.”
“Oh…” he smiles at her, cupping her cheek.
Gwen bends and kisses his hand before leaning over and giving him a good hard Kiss on his lips. “Thank you,” she says and kisses his forehead before leaning back.
Arthur smiles and sighs. Suddenly his stomach growls, prompting boisterous laughter from Gwen.
“You hungry?” she asks.
“I missed breakfast”
“Then let’s head out… my treat,” she says and helps him up.
“Not Sunshine обедающий, закусочной please.”
“Sure,” she says and leads him out to the door.


Uther sighs and leans back against the сиденье, место, сиденья of his car. He feels flushed and tired. The weather had been pretty humid all день and it’s not helped by the traffic варенье, джем he’s been stuck in for almost twenty minutes. Even the air conditioning in his car could not prevent the perspiration trickling down his back.
“How long do we have to be here, Bernie?” he asks, wiping his forehead.
“There is an accident ahead, sir… I am not sure how long we’ll need to wait,” his driver Ответы from the front and waits for the response. He gets it after a секунда in the form of a growl. Bernie understands Uther’s frustration but what can he do? He is just a driver. The accident ahead wasn’t his doing, neither did he know anything about it. Uther instructed him to take this road, despite Bernie’s soft warning that the road might be congested at this hour. But Uther had been persistent and Bernie being just the driver follows it without another word. And now they are both stuck in the traffic.
“Bloody hell… why do I always get unlucky when I use this road?” Uther speaks loudly and slams his fist beside him. Bernie, his driver remains silent and continues to watch the road.
Uther’s mobile rings and he sighs before digging into his куртка pocket to рыба out his mobile. The name blinking on the screen further annoys him. It is Godwyn and this is the fourth time he has called. Carelessly, Uther clicks on the button and brings the phone to his ears.
“Yes?”
“Have Ты spoken to him?” Godwyn’s voice is impatient and it drives Uther bitter. That man has no sense of patience. Only a while назад Uther assured him that he will speak with Arthur and now, he’s called again. Couldn’t he wait? Uther clenches his cheek in anger.
“Patience Godwyn, I told you…”
“How long do I have to wait?” Godwyn barks from the other side of the line. “Do Ты have any idea the state Elena is in right now? She’s not eating или sleeping. In fact, she’s been isolating herself completely from the world, shutting herself in her room. She’s heartbroken, Uther, she’s losing herself in depression. I have never seen my daughter like this… I don’t want to lose her; I need Elena. Please, talk to him.”
“I will, I told you, didn’t I? I am sad about Elena, too…”
“Don’t give me that crap, Uther. Ты are no better than your son. He turned her down after giving her false hopes and you, what have Ты done to correct the situation? Nothing!!”
“Look, Godwyn…”
“No, Ты look here, Uther. Ты are my friend, and if it wasn’t for the promise I made to my wife and you, would have дана my daughter to someone else’s son… someone better and worth my daughter. And I am sure Elena feels that way too. But I destroyed her future, asked her to consider no one apart from Arthur, why? Because of my promise to you. And this is how Ты and your ungrateful son repay me? Now she considers no one but Arthur. She wants him, by hook или crook, and Ты Uther Pendragon, will make sure that happens.”
“Better watch your language, Godwyn, Ты may be my friend, but Arthur’s my son.”
“After what your son did to my daughter, breaking her heart; he Остаться в живых my respect.”
“Look…” Uther sighs and silently wishes the conversation would come to an end. This is straining and he just wants to head Главная and rest. “What happened the other night still baffles me, I haven’t had the chance to speak to Arthur about it but I can assure Ты it’s something I will investigate?”
“That’s no good Uther”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Investigating will not do my daughter any good. I need persuasion… by force if necessary.”
“Godwyn!!! This is my son we are dealing with and Ты know how stubborn he is.”
“So is Elena… “
“Yes, I understand that, but…”
“I have been too soft in this matter, Uther, to Ты and your son. I have been considerate in many terms, willing to accept him even if he’s blind, but he treats me and my daughter like dirt. Показ us around with his lies and giving my daughter false hopes only to crush her. Son of…”
“Oi!!! Watch your language, Godwyn!!”
“I will, once Ты get your son to accept Elena.”
“Time, Godwyn… give me time.”
“Tonight! Ты have up until tonight to answer me!” and with that the conversation came to an end. Uther has never heard such an angry tone from his friend before, directed towards him. And Godwyn had always been respectful of those around him, but he almost cursed Arthur. Uther sighs and tosses his mobile away, too disgusted to even look at it. In front of him, cars are blaring and honking but Bernie doesn’t follow suit. He waits patiently for their turn as cars and other vehicles starts to Переместить slowly. Perhaps the remains and debris of the accident has been removed. Uther is glad the wait is over. A while назад all he wanted to do is rest, but right now he wants to have a talk with his son. He needs to get this sorted out, no matter if Arthur likes или not. Godwyn will be waiting for his Ответы and he wouldn’t want to make his friend wait.
“It’s over, sir… the road’s been cleared. We can finally reach home,” Bernie tries to make Uther feel slightly better.
“Thanks, Bernie, but can Ты drive me to Arthur’s apartment, please? I want to see my son”
“Sure, sir,” Bernie Ответы and continues with his driving.
Uther leans his head back and closes his eyes. What will he ask Arthur? His son had made his feelings for Elena very clear that night and Uther knows prompting the same topic again will only worsen the situation. Besides, it will also кислый the father-son relationship between them, which is already delicate. Uther is in a dilemma. He wants the marriage to carry on for the sake of his friendship with Godwyn and the promise he made to him. But Uther also has another vital reason why he needs the marriage to take place. Pledging the future of Arthur and Elena would mean the merging of business between two families. And Uther, with all his power and wealth will go on to become even еще powerful and internationally known, thanks to Godwyn’s influence outside Camelot. Uther needs that, which is why he is adamant on getting the matrimony done and over with. But Arthur is foiling his dreams, and without Arthur’s consent, the marriage will never take place. How will he make Arthur understand this?
The car comes to a slow halt and Uther open’s his eye. “Why, Bernie?”
“School children crossing, that’s why”
“Ohh,” Uther says and looks out to his left. He scans the shops lined up alongside the road and suddenly his eyes come to rest upon two figures, one of them he recognises very well. His brow arches furiously as he watches Arthur walking hand in hand with that girl, Guinevere!
‘How dare he!’ he thinks to himself in anger as he leans closer to the window to get better look at both of them. Arthur seems happy with her with his big smile plastered on his face and looking relaxed as well; Uther admits this is the first time he had seen his son smile after the accident. Arthur had been right after all. This girl does make him smile. The car starts to Переместить and Uther leans even еще closely to the window. Arthur and the girl are coming back from somewhere, perhaps shopping because the girl is seen to be holding a bag. They are both heavily involved in conversation and it looks as though they haven’t a care in the world. The car starts to accelerate, but Uther really wants to keep watching them. But as the car moves forward, they walk towards the south.
Uther leans back and bites his lip in anger. He wishes he could get out of the car, drag Arthur back inside and drive off, leaving the girl behind, but he can’t. Not now and definitely not in public. He has a reputation to uphold and he will not tarnish it through his own stupidity. But how can he stand aside and watch his son destroy the reputation and status he had built with his sweat? How can he keep his hands bound while his son gambles his family’s name with a low class girl like her?
‘Damn Ты Arthur!’ he curses as his сердце rages bitterly. What will he tell Godwyn now? Looks like whatever hope Uther had in getting Arthur to change his mind is now forever quashed, thanks to this girl. ‘Who is she? Where did she come from?’ he keeps asking himself as the car swerves around a corner.
“Bernie, take me Главная please. Forget about Arthur,” Uther instructs and sighs angrily. His сердце is devastatingly painful and he doesn’t want to see Arthur right now. He doesn’t know what he will do when he does.
“Sure, sir,” his driver Ответы without complaining.
Uther’s head throbs with headache. He needs his rest and then he will try to find a solution for this problem. But first… he reaches for his mobile and scrolls through the names of his contacts. His fingers stop by Aredian’s name, but he continues to scroll further and stops by a name. He taps on the name and immediately the line is put through. The receiver on the other picks the phone immediately.
“Merlin, I want Ты to come over my house later in the evening. There is something I need to discuss with you… and come alone,” he tells Merlin.


Morgana sits by the hospital with her hands cupping her cheek. Beside her Morgause is still sobbing. They are both in the hospital and Morgeuse’s husband Urien is talking with the doctor. Morgana’s nephew Modred was admitted to the hospital yesterday because he has attempted suicide. He slit his wrist and was found unconscious in the washroom. His father found him sprawled on the floor, soaked in his own blood and immediately rushed him to the hospital. The state of their son was bad, but the news which awaited them was even worse. The doctor revealed Modred is a drug junkie, with syringe marks all over his arm. They also found traces of drugs in his blood. The news hit both his parents like a slab. Morgause was heartbroken and hasn’t stopped crying since. Urien, despite putting up a Храбрая сердцем face for his wife’s sake, is actually shattered inside. None of them expected this from Modred. He used to be a fine boy, with good manners and good education background. But since Urien transferred to Tintagalon due to his work and relocated Modred to an all boys’ school, everything turned upside down for Modred. He mingled with the wrong crowd, entangled himself with problems and started behaving erratically at Главная and towards his parents. At first they blamed homesickness for his trouble and thought he sought their attentions but later it dawned upon them that he has completely changed his attitude. His education worsened and he collected the wrath of his teachers as well as his fellow mates. No one could change his mind или bring him back to his good old ways. He did listen to Morgana once in a while, but that was it. He started taking drugs without his parents’ knowledge and now it cost him his life; almost.
Morgana looks up as Urien speaks to his wife. “What did the doctor say?” she asks, looking at him.
Urien sighs and Morgana notes his tear welled eyes. “The doctor says it was attempted suicide and they have to call in the police”
“Oh my God!” Morgause says, clasping her mouth.
Morgana reach out and drapes her hand over her sister’s shoulder. “They have to, Morgause… he gave them no choice.”
“How is Modred?” Morgana asks, looking at her brother in law again.
“They stabilized him and stopped the bleeding but he will remain unconscious for sometime because of the loss of blood. But the doctor assured he will be fine.”
“He’s an addict, isn’t he?” Morgause asks, removing her hand from her mouth.
“Morgause…”
“How did this happen? Where have we wronged?” Morgause asks, looking at her husband.
“Morgause, please…” Urien tells her but Morgause reaches out and grabs her husband by the collar, shaking him.
“We gave him everything, Urien, we gave him Любовь and an education… all he needed to do was ask. But… what happened? What did we lack?”
“No, we lack anywhere. We didn’t deprive him anything.”
“No, we made some mistake, that’s why he punished us. There is something we didn’t do…”
“Morgause please, calm down,” Urien holds his wife tightly and comforts her.
Watching her sister’s agony and her brother-in-law’s desperation to hold on to both his son and his wife brings tears to Morgana’s eyes and pain in her heart. She really didn’t know what to do. She heard the news when she was at Главная and rushed in as soon she could without informing anyone, including Gwen. Though she plans to call her friend later, she doesn’t know how to convey the information to Gwen. Everything has happened in a быстрый, стремительный, свифт and she is still blurred by watching Modred, lying unconsciously on the hospital bed; fixed with all sorts of tubes and electronic tools on him. He is still a boy, one who had grown in her presence and watching him fighting for his life is devastating. She hopes everything will be all right but deep down she knows it won’t be. At least not as soon as she hopes for. When the police get here they will start their interrogation of him and his family, Morgana included. No Вопросы will be spared and it will further break the already torn family. Morgana knows if the police find out about the drug addiction, which they will eventually, Modred will definitely be in deep trouble. Morgana hopes the police will let him recover before they pose him any punishments. It’s inevitable to change what has happened, but hopefully Modred recovers before any sort of judgments are passed upon him.
“Morgana?” Urien calls out.
“Yes?”
“Can Ты take Morgause home? I will stay with Modred until the police arrive and once they’ve left, I will come home.”
“Sure.”
“Morgause?” Urien calls his wife and cups her cheek.
She looks up at him.
“Everything will be all right, understood? Modred will be безопасно, сейф and we will get our son back. I promise Ты that.”
“You do?”
“I do,” he says and bends down to Kiss her lips before embracing her. Morgause hugs her husband tightly as еще fresh tears rolls down her cheek.
Morgana wipes her eyes and sighs. Deep in her сердце she prays Urien is right.
Urien releases his wife and nods at Morgana. His sister-in-law nears him and collects her sister, ready to leave. “Take care, Morgana,” he tells Morgana.
“You too, call me if Ты learn anything,” Morgana tells Urien and escorts her sister out as Urien watches them sadly.