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Merlin delivers their 공식 만찬, 저녁 식사 as promised, setting the tray outside their door among the last remaining tokens for Gwen. He has finished the draft of the letter to 퀸 Annis, and he places it on the tray as well for Arthur to review. Then he knocks and leaves.
As soon as Merlin is out of sight, Bertrand slinks up, ears on alert. He can hear talking, very distant, inside the chambers. He reaches for the parchment and unrolls it, eyes scanning the words quickly.
Opportunity has presented itself, gift wrapped.
He hears footsteps approaching, and he quickly rolls the parchment back up and drops it back on the tray before scurrying away on silent feet to 신고 back to his master.
Gwen opens the door to retrieve their dinner. She sets the tray on the 표, 테이블 and goes back, brings in the last bouquets and closes and locks the door once again.
“Bring it over here,” Arthur calls. He’s put some trousers on and is sitting on some 스킨스 in front of a dwindling fire.
As Gwen carries the tray to him, he goes to the wood box so that he can rekindle the fire. The sun has just sunk below the horizon and the air is cooling.
“I’ll do that,” Guinevere says as she sets the tray down. “I’m better at it anyway.”
Arthur pouts and hands her the branch in his hand.
“Too big,” she says, tossing it back in the box. He scowls and plops down on a cushion.
“I never thought I’d hear 당신 complain about the size of my branch, Guinevere,” he says, distributing 음식 onto their plates from the platter. Roast chicken has been prepared for everyone, since Lord Roderick had requested it.
Gwen bursts forth laughing at Arthur’s 코멘트 as she neatly places kindling onto the embers, stacking them lengthwise like a tent over the smoldering pieces.
“You are a naughty man, my king,” she says over her shoulder.
“And 당신 understood my meaning, my queen, so what does that say about you?”
“It says I have spent far too much time in your company.” She kneels and blows gently, and after a few seconds, the kindling catches. She waits another 분 또는 two until she is certain that it will stay lit, and then adds some larger pieces to the fire.
She sits on a cushion beside Arthur, and he places her plate in front of her.
“Arthur, this is far too much 음식 for me,” she complains. His plate looks much 더 많이 reasonable.
“That’s because it’s not for you,” he says. He lifts a piece of chicken from the plate in front of him with his fingers and offers it to her.
Oh, so it’s that kind of picnic, Gwen thinks, smiling as she takes the meat delicately between her teeth. She reaches down and picks up some chicken and holds it up for him. He leans 앞으로 and takes it from her, making sure his lips touch her fingers when he does.
They continue to feed each other before the roaring fire, speaking very little. Gwen offers him a couple long green beans from between her own lips. Arthur pours them both some wine. She receives another piece of chicken and holds his hand in hers, gently licking his fingers, her small tongue warm and wet on his sensitive fingertips. Gwen dips a piece of the 빵 into the honey and offers it to him. He takes it from her, leaving her fingers slightly sticky, so he gently sucks the honey off each finger in turn.
He gives her the last of her chicken, and she feeds him 더 많이 vegetables. Now that Gwen is done eating, Arthur lounges back. She raises an eyebrow at him, amused at his arrogance, and tosses a 큰 덩어리, 한 조각 of chicken at him, which he catches in his mouth with a laugh.
She scoots closer to him and feeds him the rest of his 공식 만찬, 저녁 식사 while he amuses himself 의해 slowly opening her dressing gown.
“You think you’re being subtle, then?” she casually asks, dropping another 콩 into his open mouth.
“Hmm?”
“I know what you’re doing, Arthur. Don’t think I haven’t noticed that you’ve untied the 벨트 to my dressing gown.”
“Oh, goodness, however did that happen?” he asks innocently. She holds the final piece of chicken to his lips, and when he reaches for it, she pulls it away, a challenge on her face.
“Hey!”
He tries again and she again evades him.
“That’s it!” he grabs her suddenly and pulls her over him, 키싱 her soundly as he reaches for her hand.
He plunders her mouth with his tongue, then breaks away to snatch the chicken from her fingers.
“Got it.”
“Oh! You…” she warns, laughing now. He slips his hands around her waist, inside the robe. It had opened fully when he pulled her atop him, and her breasts were now pressed against his chest.
Arthur is reminded of the 일 she tackled him in the courtyard, and an impish smirk crosses his face.
“What are 당신 thinking about, as if I need to ask?”
“Actually, Wife, I was thinking about how 당신 saved me from that flying gargoyle. I believe we ended up in a position very similar to this,” he says, eyes dropping to her chest.
“Except I was dressed,” she says.
“Which was a pity.”
“So 당신 weren’t kidding when 당신 said it was ‘your pleasure,’ then, were you?” she smiles.
He shakes his head. “Not really, no. I rather enjoyed having 당신 landing on me, regardless of the circumstances.” He pulls her head down to him and kisses her again and his hands come up to ease the 옷, 가운 from her shoulders.
“And 당신 say the servant wrote this letter?” Lord Roderick asks.
“Yes, my lord. It was an official correspondence with 퀸 Annis of Caerleon. Asking her to host a meeting between King Arthur and King Odin.”
“When?”
“One month’s time. If Odin agrees to such a meeting, I presume.”
“He may not. He has hated Arthur for years.”
“But they are both allies with Caerleon.”
“Indeed,” the lord muses, walking to the window. “What kind of a king lets his servant write important correspondence such as this? I suppose he’ll have the boy 글쓰기 his speeches next,” he says, partly to himself. He turns back to Bertrand. “Since when do mere servants know how to read and write, anyway? That’s just not done.”
“I know how to read and write, my lord.”
“True, but you’re not really a servant, are you?”
“Perhaps he isn’t either.” Bertrand raises an eyebrow.
“Hmm. Fetch me the letter and a quill.”
“Yes, my lord.”
Roderick sits, unrolling the parchment, and starts adding to his letter.
“The boy should be arriving soon with your dinner, my lord,” Bertrand warns.
“I will just have to write quickly, then, won’t I?” he says tersely.
A moment later there is a firm but polite knock on the door. Bertrand looks at the lord.
“Retrieve the tray and do not let him in,” Roderick says, not looking up from his parchment.
“Lord Roderick’s dinner,” Merlin says, pushing past Bertrand and his outstretched hands to step into the room. Roderick hurriedly sets his quill in the inkpot and lets the parchment on which he is 글쓰기 roll up.
“But—” Bertrand protests, hurrying after him. Merlin sets the tray on the 표, 테이블 and tries to look like he’s not looking at the parchment.
What was he 글쓰기 that he so quickly had to conceal?
Still ignoring Bertrand’s clumsy attempts to shoo him from the room, he starts setting the Lord’s place for him.
He fills a goblet with wine from a jug and sets it close to the edge of the table. As he opens a linen napkin for the lord, he accidentally bumps the goblet, spilling its contents on Lord Roderick’s lap.
Lord Roderick jumps up. “Clumsy oaf!”
“Oh! I am terribly sorry, my lord, please…” Merlin starts to dab at the man with the napkin, and is shoved for his pains.
“Get away from me, 당신 peasant! Bertrand! Assist me.” He walks away from the 표, 테이블 to the privacy screen in the corner to change his trousers. Bertrand follows, going to his lord’s bag to retrieve a new pair. Merlin busies himself cleaning up the spilled wine.
Once he is certain they are paying him no mind, he looks to the parchment. His eyes briefly flash and it uncurls for him. An easy old trick, simple but quite effective.
His eyes quickly scan the letter, addressed simply to “My Lady.” Roderick’s penmanship is cramped and jagged, but Merlin is able to make out all he needs to know in a short time.
Someone has been doing some snooping.
“My lord,” Merlin calls, closing the parchment, “if 당신 will allow me to take your trousers to the laundry, I’ll have them cleaned for you.”
“You are not to come near me 또는 my trousers, boy. Send a maid to retrieve them. A young, pretty one.”
Gross. “Very well, my lord. Enjoy your dinner,” Merlin calls and leaves quickly.
What do I do now?
“What’s all that?” Arthur asks, having finally noticed the abundance of 꽃 in the room. He holds Guinevere close beside him, their naked bodies flushed and slightly sweaty after making 사랑 in front of the fireplace.
“Tokens,” Gwen says simply, her hand stroking his chest lightly.
“Tokens?”
“Yes, 당신 know, gifts. For me.”
“From whom?” His fingers glide randomly along the line of her hip.
“Most of the kingdom, it seems. Apparently Elyan has spread the word and the people are showing their 사랑 and support. I’m rather… overwhelmed, actually.”
He sits up suddenly. “Really? That’s… that’s wonderful! The people 사랑 you!” He stands and pulls his trousers back on and gives her his hand to help her up before he holds her dressing 겉옷, 가운 for her to slide her arms in.
“Show me,” he says.
“Well, you’ve seen some already: the 빵 and honey at 공식 만찬, 저녁 식사 were gifted from the blacksmith’s wife and the beekeeper.”
“That was really good bread,” Arthur says.
“You just liked licking the honey off of my fingers,” she teases.
“I wouldn’t mind licking honey off of your—”
“Arthur!”
“Just a thought…”
Guinevere blushes and shows him the comb. “This is from the furrier’s widow, Gytha. I’m sure her late husband made it.”
“It’s beautiful. He made good use of the bones, didn’t he?”
“I do try not to think about where it came from, Love.” She sets it down.
“The apothecary and his wife sent this,” she holds up the small bottle for him to sniff.
“Not bad,” he says, “though I prefer your normal scent.”
“I don’t normally wear any perfume, Arthur.”
“You mean 당신 smell like that naturally?” his eyebrows fly up in surprise. “That’s just unfair.”
She laughs. “Unfair to whom?”
“Other women everywhere, I guess. And flowers. And perfumes,” he says, pointing at the bottle before sticking his face into the side of her neck, burying it in her hair and inhaling deeply.
She giggles again and pushes him playfully away.
“Flowers, flowers, flowers… what’s this?” he picks up the dagger. It is small, the handle much to small for his broad hand but he can tell right away that it would fit Guinevere’s hand quite nicely. There is an amethyst set in the handle and the blade is 스타우트 but sharp. It is in a sheath with a slot to pass a 벨트 through so she can carry it easily on her person.
He holds it up and looks at her with a raised eyebrow.
She laughs, “It’s from Sir Leon, Arthur.” She picks up the note and hands it to him.
My Lady, he reads, Please accept this humble token from your Captain of the Guards. It would ease his 심장 to know that 당신 have something with which to protect yourself should a need arise. Ever your servant, Sir Leon.
“That’s Leon, all right,” Arthur says.
“I think it’s very sweet,” she says, walking slowly around the room. “Percival,” she indicates the lavender hanging in the window. She indicates the mug on the table.
“Gwaine?” Arthur guesses. She nods, smiling.
“What gave it away?”
“That’s his 가장 좋아하는 mug. I can tell 의해 the dents.”
“Well, I knew it was his 의해 the sad little flowers,” she laughs. “He tried to put one in my hair once, 당신 know.”
His eyebrows raise.
“It was the first time he was here in Camelot, Arthur. He didn’t even know who I was at the time. I was just a pretty face in the street.”
“Oh?”
“Your eyes are turning green, my lord. He tried and got nowhere, I assure you,” she says, laying her hand aside his cheek.
“Oh, is that so? That’s not exactly how I remember it,” he says, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
“I beg your pardon?”
“I saw 당신 in the 거리 with him when he was leaving, laughing and touching his chest.”
He’s really trying hard not to smile, she notes. “Were 당신 spying on me?”
“Certainly not! I just… happened to be standing on the parapet, casually observing the town below, chatting with Merlin.”
“Just ‘happened to be,’ hmm?”
“Yes.”
“Since when do 당신 chat with Merlin?”
“It… happens occasionally…”
“Am I going to have to ask Merlin what really happened?” Now she crosses her arms in front of her chest.
His eyes grow wide. Merlin will definitely tell her I was jealous. “Honest! I was just standing there. Okay, once I saw how friendly 당신 two were, I was a little less than thrilled…”
“You were jealous!” she laughs, uncrossing her arms.
He puts his arms around her and tries a different tactic. “Even then, 당신 were mine. In my mind, in my heart, 당신 belonged only to me.”
“You’re a possessive brute, 당신 are,” she smiles up at him.
“Yes,” he says simply, leaning his head down to 키스 her. “Anything else interesting 또는 is it only 꽃 left?”
She pulls away, nodding, and lifts three embroidered handkerchiefs from the table.
“The cooper’s wife.” Next, “Marta, the cobbler’s daughter.” Finally, “Franklin,” she says, with a puzzled look.
“The barber?” Arthur says. “The strangely never-married barber?” he adds, raising his eyebrows.
“Oh!” she exclaims, “Surely not…”
“Yep.”
“Really?”
“Yep.” He nods.
“With who?” she whispers, leaning in close.
“Guinevere! Surely 당신 are not interested in gossip?” he teases.
“Only as much as anyone else,” she shrugs.
“Well, I do not know, sorry to disappoint. And I don’t really desire to know, thank 당신 very much.”
“Oof, 당신 are no fun at all,” she says, setting it down.
He laughs at her as she walks a couple steps away.
“Candles, from…”
“The candlemaker, obviously,” Arthur supplies.
“As for the rest of the flowers, I don’t even know where to begin.”
“They’re almost all purple,” he observes, smiling.
“Apparently they know it is a color I favor.”
“So,” he takes her hands in his. “We must make sure to thank the people for their outpouring of 사랑 and support for their 퀸 during this trying time.”
“Indeed,” she smiles at him, and he lifts her knuckles to his lips.
“We can’t have them thinking 당신 ungrateful,” he says, pulling her closer, 키싱 her neck.
“That would not do at all,” she says, her hands on his shoulders.
He opens his eyes for a 초 and sees the parchment on the table. 키싱 her one 더 많이 time, he asks, “What’s that?”
“Oh, it was with our dinner. I think it’s the letter for 퀸 Annis. Merlin must have left it.”
Arthur reluctantly leaves her embrace and picks it up. He unrolls it and reads it, nodding. “Well done, Merlin,” he mutters, and strides to his 책상, 데스크 with it. Sitting, he signs his name, rolls it back up, and seals it. He walks back over, picking up the 공식 만찬, 저녁 식사 tray on his way past and sets the parchment on it.
He puts the tray and letter back outside the door for Merlin to retrieve.
“Now. Where were we, my beloved queen?”
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Merlin delivers their 공식 만찬, 저녁 식사 as promised, setting the tray outside their door among the last remaining tokens for Gwen. He has finished the draft of the letter to 퀸 Annis, and he places it on the tray as well for Arthur to review. Then he knocks and leaves.
As soon as Merlin is out of sight, Bertrand slinks up, ears on alert. He can hear talking, very distant, inside the chambers. He reaches for the parchment and unrolls it, eyes scanning the words quickly.
Opportunity has presented itself, gift wrapped.
He hears footsteps approaching, and he quickly rolls the parchment back up and drops it back on the tray before scurrying away on silent feet to 신고 back to his master.
Gwen opens the door to retrieve their dinner. She sets the tray on the 표, 테이블 and goes back, brings in the last bouquets and closes and locks the door once again.
“Bring it over here,” Arthur calls. He’s put some trousers on and is sitting on some 스킨스 in front of a dwindling fire.
As Gwen carries the tray to him, he goes to the wood box so that he can rekindle the fire. The sun has just sunk below the horizon and the air is cooling.
“I’ll do that,” Guinevere says as she sets the tray down. “I’m better at it anyway.”
Arthur pouts and hands her the branch in his hand.
“Too big,” she says, tossing it back in the box. He scowls and plops down on a cushion.
“I never thought I’d hear 당신 complain about the size of my branch, Guinevere,” he says, distributing 음식 onto their plates from the platter. Roast chicken has been prepared for everyone, since Lord Roderick had requested it.
Gwen bursts forth laughing at Arthur’s 코멘트 as she neatly places kindling onto the embers, stacking them lengthwise like a tent over the smoldering pieces.
“You are a naughty man, my king,” she says over her shoulder.
“And 당신 understood my meaning, my queen, so what does that say about you?”
“It says I have spent far too much time in your company.” She kneels and blows gently, and after a few seconds, the kindling catches. She waits another 분 또는 two until she is certain that it will stay lit, and then adds some larger pieces to the fire.
She sits on a cushion beside Arthur, and he places her plate in front of her.
“Arthur, this is far too much 음식 for me,” she complains. His plate looks much 더 많이 reasonable.
“That’s because it’s not for you,” he says. He lifts a piece of chicken from the plate in front of him with his fingers and offers it to her.
Oh, so it’s that kind of picnic, Gwen thinks, smiling as she takes the meat delicately between her teeth. She reaches down and picks up some chicken and holds it up for him. He leans 앞으로 and takes it from her, making sure his lips touch her fingers when he does.
They continue to feed each other before the roaring fire, speaking very little. Gwen offers him a couple long green beans from between her own lips. Arthur pours them both some wine. She receives another piece of chicken and holds his hand in hers, gently licking his fingers, her small tongue warm and wet on his sensitive fingertips. Gwen dips a piece of the 빵 into the honey and offers it to him. He takes it from her, leaving her fingers slightly sticky, so he gently sucks the honey off each finger in turn.
He gives her the last of her chicken, and she feeds him 더 많이 vegetables. Now that Gwen is done eating, Arthur lounges back. She raises an eyebrow at him, amused at his arrogance, and tosses a 큰 덩어리, 한 조각 of chicken at him, which he catches in his mouth with a laugh.
She scoots closer to him and feeds him the rest of his 공식 만찬, 저녁 식사 while he amuses himself 의해 slowly opening her dressing gown.
“You think you’re being subtle, then?” she casually asks, dropping another 콩 into his open mouth.
“Hmm?”
“I know what you’re doing, Arthur. Don’t think I haven’t noticed that you’ve untied the 벨트 to my dressing gown.”
“Oh, goodness, however did that happen?” he asks innocently. She holds the final piece of chicken to his lips, and when he reaches for it, she pulls it away, a challenge on her face.
“Hey!”
He tries again and she again evades him.
“That’s it!” he grabs her suddenly and pulls her over him, 키싱 her soundly as he reaches for her hand.
He plunders her mouth with his tongue, then breaks away to snatch the chicken from her fingers.
“Got it.”
“Oh! You…” she warns, laughing now. He slips his hands around her waist, inside the robe. It had opened fully when he pulled her atop him, and her breasts were now pressed against his chest.
Arthur is reminded of the 일 she tackled him in the courtyard, and an impish smirk crosses his face.
“What are 당신 thinking about, as if I need to ask?”
“Actually, Wife, I was thinking about how 당신 saved me from that flying gargoyle. I believe we ended up in a position very similar to this,” he says, eyes dropping to her chest.
“Except I was dressed,” she says.
“Which was a pity.”
“So 당신 weren’t kidding when 당신 said it was ‘your pleasure,’ then, were you?” she smiles.
He shakes his head. “Not really, no. I rather enjoyed having 당신 landing on me, regardless of the circumstances.” He pulls her head down to him and kisses her again and his hands come up to ease the 옷, 가운 from her shoulders.
“And 당신 say the servant wrote this letter?” Lord Roderick asks.
“Yes, my lord. It was an official correspondence with 퀸 Annis of Caerleon. Asking her to host a meeting between King Arthur and King Odin.”
“When?”
“One month’s time. If Odin agrees to such a meeting, I presume.”
“He may not. He has hated Arthur for years.”
“But they are both allies with Caerleon.”
“Indeed,” the lord muses, walking to the window. “What kind of a king lets his servant write important correspondence such as this? I suppose he’ll have the boy 글쓰기 his speeches next,” he says, partly to himself. He turns back to Bertrand. “Since when do mere servants know how to read and write, anyway? That’s just not done.”
“I know how to read and write, my lord.”
“True, but you’re not really a servant, are you?”
“Perhaps he isn’t either.” Bertrand raises an eyebrow.
“Hmm. Fetch me the letter and a quill.”
“Yes, my lord.”
Roderick sits, unrolling the parchment, and starts adding to his letter.
“The boy should be arriving soon with your dinner, my lord,” Bertrand warns.
“I will just have to write quickly, then, won’t I?” he says tersely.
A moment later there is a firm but polite knock on the door. Bertrand looks at the lord.
“Retrieve the tray and do not let him in,” Roderick says, not looking up from his parchment.
“Lord Roderick’s dinner,” Merlin says, pushing past Bertrand and his outstretched hands to step into the room. Roderick hurriedly sets his quill in the inkpot and lets the parchment on which he is 글쓰기 roll up.
“But—” Bertrand protests, hurrying after him. Merlin sets the tray on the 표, 테이블 and tries to look like he’s not looking at the parchment.
What was he 글쓰기 that he so quickly had to conceal?
Still ignoring Bertrand’s clumsy attempts to shoo him from the room, he starts setting the Lord’s place for him.
He fills a goblet with wine from a jug and sets it close to the edge of the table. As he opens a linen napkin for the lord, he accidentally bumps the goblet, spilling its contents on Lord Roderick’s lap.
Lord Roderick jumps up. “Clumsy oaf!”
“Oh! I am terribly sorry, my lord, please…” Merlin starts to dab at the man with the napkin, and is shoved for his pains.
“Get away from me, 당신 peasant! Bertrand! Assist me.” He walks away from the 표, 테이블 to the privacy screen in the corner to change his trousers. Bertrand follows, going to his lord’s bag to retrieve a new pair. Merlin busies himself cleaning up the spilled wine.
Once he is certain they are paying him no mind, he looks to the parchment. His eyes briefly flash and it uncurls for him. An easy old trick, simple but quite effective.
His eyes quickly scan the letter, addressed simply to “My Lady.” Roderick’s penmanship is cramped and jagged, but Merlin is able to make out all he needs to know in a short time.
Someone has been doing some snooping.
“My lord,” Merlin calls, closing the parchment, “if 당신 will allow me to take your trousers to the laundry, I’ll have them cleaned for you.”
“You are not to come near me 또는 my trousers, boy. Send a maid to retrieve them. A young, pretty one.”
Gross. “Very well, my lord. Enjoy your dinner,” Merlin calls and leaves quickly.
What do I do now?
“What’s all that?” Arthur asks, having finally noticed the abundance of 꽃 in the room. He holds Guinevere close beside him, their naked bodies flushed and slightly sweaty after making 사랑 in front of the fireplace.
“Tokens,” Gwen says simply, her hand stroking his chest lightly.
“Tokens?”
“Yes, 당신 know, gifts. For me.”
“From whom?” His fingers glide randomly along the line of her hip.
“Most of the kingdom, it seems. Apparently Elyan has spread the word and the people are showing their 사랑 and support. I’m rather… overwhelmed, actually.”
He sits up suddenly. “Really? That’s… that’s wonderful! The people 사랑 you!” He stands and pulls his trousers back on and gives her his hand to help her up before he holds her dressing 겉옷, 가운 for her to slide her arms in.
“Show me,” he says.
“Well, you’ve seen some already: the 빵 and honey at 공식 만찬, 저녁 식사 were gifted from the blacksmith’s wife and the beekeeper.”
“That was really good bread,” Arthur says.
“You just liked licking the honey off of my fingers,” she teases.
“I wouldn’t mind licking honey off of your—”
“Arthur!”
“Just a thought…”
Guinevere blushes and shows him the comb. “This is from the furrier’s widow, Gytha. I’m sure her late husband made it.”
“It’s beautiful. He made good use of the bones, didn’t he?”
“I do try not to think about where it came from, Love.” She sets it down.
“The apothecary and his wife sent this,” she holds up the small bottle for him to sniff.
“Not bad,” he says, “though I prefer your normal scent.”
“I don’t normally wear any perfume, Arthur.”
“You mean 당신 smell like that naturally?” his eyebrows fly up in surprise. “That’s just unfair.”
She laughs. “Unfair to whom?”
“Other women everywhere, I guess. And flowers. And perfumes,” he says, pointing at the bottle before sticking his face into the side of her neck, burying it in her hair and inhaling deeply.
She giggles again and pushes him playfully away.
“Flowers, flowers, flowers… what’s this?” he picks up the dagger. It is small, the handle much to small for his broad hand but he can tell right away that it would fit Guinevere’s hand quite nicely. There is an amethyst set in the handle and the blade is 스타우트 but sharp. It is in a sheath with a slot to pass a 벨트 through so she can carry it easily on her person.
He holds it up and looks at her with a raised eyebrow.
She laughs, “It’s from Sir Leon, Arthur.” She picks up the note and hands it to him.
My Lady, he reads, Please accept this humble token from your Captain of the Guards. It would ease his 심장 to know that 당신 have something with which to protect yourself should a need arise. Ever your servant, Sir Leon.
“That’s Leon, all right,” Arthur says.
“I think it’s very sweet,” she says, walking slowly around the room. “Percival,” she indicates the lavender hanging in the window. She indicates the mug on the table.
“Gwaine?” Arthur guesses. She nods, smiling.
“What gave it away?”
“That’s his 가장 좋아하는 mug. I can tell 의해 the dents.”
“Well, I knew it was his 의해 the sad little flowers,” she laughs. “He tried to put one in my hair once, 당신 know.”
His eyebrows raise.
“It was the first time he was here in Camelot, Arthur. He didn’t even know who I was at the time. I was just a pretty face in the street.”
“Oh?”
“Your eyes are turning green, my lord. He tried and got nowhere, I assure you,” she says, laying her hand aside his cheek.
“Oh, is that so? That’s not exactly how I remember it,” he says, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
“I beg your pardon?”
“I saw 당신 in the 거리 with him when he was leaving, laughing and touching his chest.”
He’s really trying hard not to smile, she notes. “Were 당신 spying on me?”
“Certainly not! I just… happened to be standing on the parapet, casually observing the town below, chatting with Merlin.”
“Just ‘happened to be,’ hmm?”
“Yes.”
“Since when do 당신 chat with Merlin?”
“It… happens occasionally…”
“Am I going to have to ask Merlin what really happened?” Now she crosses her arms in front of her chest.
His eyes grow wide. Merlin will definitely tell her I was jealous. “Honest! I was just standing there. Okay, once I saw how friendly 당신 two were, I was a little less than thrilled…”
“You were jealous!” she laughs, uncrossing her arms.
He puts his arms around her and tries a different tactic. “Even then, 당신 were mine. In my mind, in my heart, 당신 belonged only to me.”
“You’re a possessive brute, 당신 are,” she smiles up at him.
“Yes,” he says simply, leaning his head down to 키스 her. “Anything else interesting 또는 is it only 꽃 left?”
She pulls away, nodding, and lifts three embroidered handkerchiefs from the table.
“The cooper’s wife.” Next, “Marta, the cobbler’s daughter.” Finally, “Franklin,” she says, with a puzzled look.
“The barber?” Arthur says. “The strangely never-married barber?” he adds, raising his eyebrows.
“Oh!” she exclaims, “Surely not…”
“Yep.”
“Really?”
“Yep.” He nods.
“With who?” she whispers, leaning in close.
“Guinevere! Surely 당신 are not interested in gossip?” he teases.
“Only as much as anyone else,” she shrugs.
“Well, I do not know, sorry to disappoint. And I don’t really desire to know, thank 당신 very much.”
“Oof, 당신 are no fun at all,” she says, setting it down.
He laughs at her as she walks a couple steps away.
“Candles, from…”
“The candlemaker, obviously,” Arthur supplies.
“As for the rest of the flowers, I don’t even know where to begin.”
“They’re almost all purple,” he observes, smiling.
“Apparently they know it is a color I favor.”
“So,” he takes her hands in his. “We must make sure to thank the people for their outpouring of 사랑 and support for their 퀸 during this trying time.”
“Indeed,” she smiles at him, and he lifts her knuckles to his lips.
“We can’t have them thinking 당신 ungrateful,” he says, pulling her closer, 키싱 her neck.
“That would not do at all,” she says, her hands on his shoulders.
He opens his eyes for a 초 and sees the parchment on the table. 키싱 her one 더 많이 time, he asks, “What’s that?”
“Oh, it was with our dinner. I think it’s the letter for 퀸 Annis. Merlin must have left it.”
Arthur reluctantly leaves her embrace and picks it up. He unrolls it and reads it, nodding. “Well done, Merlin,” he mutters, and strides to his 책상, 데스크 with it. Sitting, he signs his name, rolls it back up, and seals it. He walks back over, picking up the 공식 만찬, 저녁 식사 tray on his way past and sets the parchment on it.
He puts the tray and letter back outside the door for Merlin to retrieve.
“Now. Where were we, my beloved queen?”
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