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Guinevere

As Arthur left the room with his mother I slowly turned my body back to Uther and began to shake slightly, although I tried not to toon it. In truth I was terrified, but I had to stay strong for Arthur because I knew that if I would ever get him to consider me for his son, now was the time. You can do this Gwen, u can do this. For Arthur, think about Arthur. I slowly began to relax as Arthur came back into my head.

"Are u just going to sit there all day?" an angry voice snapped, causing me to jump in my seat. I looked up to see Uther glaring at me.

Be strong Guinevere be strong. I found my voice, "What do u expect me to do, my Lord?"

"Aren't u supposed to be getting my approval so u can be with my son?"

"Yes my Lord but I am not going to grovel on my knees and beg u just to accept me into Arthur's life. I love Arthur and he loves me for me and that is how I want u to accept me. For who I am as a person and my actions, not door my wealth, and status."

"You foolish girl do u know what it's like to have a kingdom's reputation in your hands? Do u know what it's like to have everyone watching your actions? No u don't because u are a serving girl," I flinched as he sneered the word. "A nobody who does not know anything about ruling a kingdom."

"Oh my Lord u are wrong. I know a lot actually, because Arthur always comes to me with matters of state. He always values my opinion and asks me what he should do. Of course I give him the best advice I can be telling him that he should forget everyone else and follow what he believes to be right-"

"HOW DARE u TELL MY SON THAT? WHO DO u THINK u ARE GIRL?"

"Someone that your son values for council and someone that has already made decisions for Camelot door helping Arthur."

"NO THIS IS PROPOSTEROUS," he stood from the tafel, tabel now banging his fist upon it. I jumped out of my zitplaats, stoel and stood too. "A SERVING GIRL MAKING OBLIGATIONS FOR MY KINGDOM? I WILL KILL YOU, THIS IS, TREASON, u WANT ARTHUR FOR POWER. OH I SEE YOUR MIND YES u ARE TOYING WITH ARTHUR'S FEELINGS SO u CAN MAKE DEMANDS TO GAIN KNOWLAGE. AND THEN u WILL BETRAY US BY-"

"MY LORD," I yelled in anger now unable to control myself. "WHAT DEMANDS HAS ARTHUR MADE THAT u DO NOT APPROVE OF? MY LOYALTY IS TO CAMELOT, I WILL NEVER BETRAY THIS KINGDOM of ARTHUR, NEVER. I WOULD NEVER USE HIM FOR ANYTHING LIKE THAT. WHY CAN'T u JUST SEE THAT WE HAVE TRUE LOVE? IS IT SO HARD TO ACCEPT THAT YOUR SON HAS FALLEN IN LOVE WITH ME?"

Uther

I began to walk towards her my eyes full of anger. She held still and stared me down, holding my gaze. I stopped a foot away from her, startled that she did not back away of cower in my presence. Wow this girl has guts. Now what do I do? I want to slap her but Arthur would be furious, tell her to leave Camelot? No Igraine told me otherwise ugh I hate my Queen's rules.

"GET OUT OF MY SIGHT GIRL." I bellowed pointing to the door. When she didn't verplaats I lost control, smacking her across the face. "NOW."

She quickly ran out of the room. Oh no, what did I just do? Arthur will be furious.

Don't worry about her Uther she deserved it. My evil, inner voice told me.

But I could not stop thinking about her words, 'why can't u just see we have true love?...my loyalty is to Camelot and to Arthur' Does she? I asked.

Guinevere

I ran from that room as fast as I could, tears falling down my cheeks. Uther will never change Guinevere, why did u do that? u should have left the first time he zei it and now u have a big hand mark across your cheek for all to see. I ran down from the kasteel out to my favoriete spot in the gardens, door the rose bushes and began to sob even harder. I covered my face with my hands. Uther is right what was I thinking. How would a serving girl like me ever know what it's like to be Queen of a Lady even.

I cried even harder before I felt strong warm hands pull me up and onto his lap in an embrace. I clutched Arthur closer as I buried my face into his chest. "What did he do Guinevere?" Arthur asked, I stilled hearing the hidden anger in his voice. Arthur moved to look at me, alarmed door my sudden stillness.

"Arthur don't-" I whispered trying to hide my face baring the mark from his father. But he was too fast as he took my arms away from my face. He stared at me for a long moment, his face turning from shock to rage in an instant. I felt him begin to get up from where we were sitting and I knew where he was headed. I gripped him, pulling him back down and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Arthur no. Please don't-"

"Guinevere, do u really expect my to do nothing? He has no right to treat u that way, not if I have anything to say about it."

"No Arthur do not do anything. Promise me that u won't please. If u want to blame anyone blame me, I angered him and did not leave when he told me to. He just got mad because I showed him that I was not scared of him and that I argued back with him, the king of Camelot. Oh my god! I just argued with the King of Camelot, what did I just do?" I began to panic all over again, what have I done?

Arthur

After the talk with my mother I wandered all around the gardens looking at all the flowers wondering which ones Guinevere would like best. Hmm...lilies, daisies, bluebells, roses, lilacs...roses definitely roses. I wandered over to the roses, seeing one white rose bush, and dozens of purple, yellow, roze and red rose bushes everywhere. Hmm but which color do I get her? And do I get her a bunch of roses of just one, three? Why is this so hard?

I moved over to grab a roze rose when a hand touched my shoulder stopping me, I looked up to see my mother shaking her head. "Arthur, do u know anything about roses and what each color represents?"

What is she talking about? "Mother, they are just flowers. Why does it matter what color it is?"

"Oh Arthur really? I thought I taught u enough about romance when u were dating other princesses. Did u not pick up even the slightest bit of what I said?"

I paused thinking back about girls and when I was a young prince. "Well they love pretty things, chocolate, flowers and jewelery. But that's all I can remember." She hit me on the shoulder and I jumped in surprise. "Mother what was that for?" I asked, rubbing my shoulder.

"I'm sorry hon but really. Your almost a grown man, I should not have to tell u that giving a roze bloem to a girl says I like u but as a friend. of purple and yellow flowers tells a girl that u like them like a sister. of a red bloem means I love you. Come on Arthur think a little bit, u would never give Morgana a red rose would you?"

"Um...no. Sorry Mother, I have never felt this way about another girl before so I never really gegeven it much thought. Um what are the white rose's for?"

She grinned at me and moved to stand in front of the lone white rose bush, "White means pure. When u give a girl a white rose it means that your hart-, hart is pure for only her. It's how a girl knows that u have made your choice and u are theirs forever."

I smiled knowing exactly what rose to take. I reached for a rose on the lone struik, bush and plucked it before I heard it, a soft crying from the bushes. I instantly knew who it was and I ran towards the sound. I froze in my tracks to see Guinevere on her knees behind the struik, bush sobbing. My hart-, hart stopped, oh my poor Guinevere. What did my father do now? I dropped the rose as I moved to her side and sat down on the gras volgende to her. I reached for her and pulled her across my lap and into my embrace. She clutched me closer as she sobbed into my chest.

"What did he do Guinevere?" I asked calmly, trying to hide my anger from her. She stilled at my vraag and I instantly grew worried. I pulled back to look at her face.

"Arthur don't-" she tried hiding her face out of my sight but I was to fast as I pulled her arms back. I stared in shock, she had a giant red mark across her cheek the size of a hand-print. I felt my shock go into rage because I knew only one person could have done this. I began to get up when her hands pulled me right back down and she wrapped her arms around my neck, "Arthur no. Please don't-"

"Guinevere, do u really expect me to do nothing" I zei angrily, "he has no right to treat u that way, not if I have anything to say about it."

"No Arthur do not do anything. Promise me that u won't please. If u want to blame anyone blame me, I angered him and did not leave when he told me to. He just got mad because I showed him that I was not scared of him and that I argued back with him, the king of Camelot. Oh my god! I just argued with the King of Camelot, what did I just do?" I felt her begin to panic all over again and pulled her close, hoping me presence would ease her. We sat in silence for a moment and I felt her squeeze me close before she began to speak again, "Arthur your father is right, what do I know about being Queen. He is right, how could we ever find love with such different lives. It's just a dream nothing more" she then wiggled out of my embrace stood up and began to walk way.

I jumped to my feet, running after her. I caught up easily and turned her to face me. "Guinevere u don't mean that."

Tears were running down her cheeks as I met here eyes "I'm sorry to have lead u on but we have to accept facts Arthur, sooner of later u will have to marry for the good of the kingdom and it can't be me because I'm just a servant."

I began to tremble, trying to grasp what she was saying "No...Guinevere u don't mean that, u can't mean that. u are so much meer than a servant, u are kind, generous, wise, strong beautiful and the only girl who has touched my heart. I can't be without u because I love u with all my heart." I felt tears coming to my eyes as I looked at her. "My beautiful, smart, sweet Guinevere please. Please don't do this."

She met my eyes and lifted her face up to mine I leaned down and captured her sweet soft lips with my own. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I circled her into my embrace and pulled her up on my feet so she would not have to reach me. I let out a moan as I pushed my tongue against her lips and she allowed me entrance meeting me halfway between our lips. We took no breaths as we stood there kissing, but way too soon she pulled away. I tightened my grip on her as she leaned her forehead against mine with her arms still around my neck. "I love u with all my hart-, hart Arthur Pendragon. u will always be in my hart-, hart forever." she murmured softly, "my hart-, hart will always be pure for u and only you. I love u so much, my hart-, hart will never, could never love another."

Pure...pure! It then came to me, the rose. "Stay put Guinevere please for just one moment. Please?" She nodded as I kissed her forehead and made my way back to where I dropped the rose. I grabbed it and hid it behind my back as I walked back over to her. "Guinevere close your eyes"

"Arthur what is this?" She asked curiously as I brushed my fingers over her wet eyelids. I moved to me knees and took her hand while holding the rose in front of my chest.

"Open your eyes my love."

Guinevere

I opened my eyes to see the love of my life on his knees holding a rose, no a white rose. I couldn't find my voice. A white rose, meaning...

"My Guinevere, if this is our last dag I will make u a promise. A promise with this rose I'm giving u that I will never love another for as long as I live. Although I have been with many ladies none of them have ever touched my hart-, hart like u have. All your compassion, bravery, kindness and wisdom I will carry with me forever because my hart-, hart has never been meer pure to a woman, no to u in my entire life. I love u with all my hart-, hart and u will be the only one to ever fill it. This rose is a sign that I will make my choice to u and will never give my hart-, hart to another."

I took the rose from him, moving down volgende to him and cupped his face with one of my hands, while rubbing his tears away. "Shh. Arthur, its going to be ok. Just trust me u will be alright my love." I kissed each of his cheeks before his lips again and then I moved my hands down to his arms rubbing them reassuringly. "Arthur baby, I must go."

He snaked his arms back around my waist tightening his grip on me, "no." He whispered softly, meer tears coming to his eyes. I moved my hands to his hair and pulled him in close for one last kiss.

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