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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 20, 2010 12:26:35 GMT -5
Arthur's body was motionless. He could not move. He could not talk. He could not even open his eyes. But his brain was fully conscious. He could hear everything. He could feel everything -- the excruciating pain from the wound given by the beast. He remembered everything. And yet . . . Arthur could do nothing. No medicine was helping, and while he slipped in and out of consciousness, he had heard enough to know that he was dying. It would be a horrible death, for there was no way for him to say good bye to anyway . . . though perhaps that would be for the best. Considering the pain he was in right now; he just wished that it would claim his life already because he was not sure how much more of this he could take.
He knew someone was sitting near his bed, but the silence of that person led Arthur to believe that they were sleeping. He heard someone else enter. The voices were distant, and Arthur was trying to focus on what was being said so that he could determine who owned those voices, but he was not having much luck. They may as well be speaking in another wing of the castle. He was frustrated. He wanted to move something, anything! So that at least people would know there was a bit of life left in him . . . and maybe, just maybe, there would be a glimmer of hope. If not, then Arthur feared he would give up and just led the poison fully consume his body and put him at an eternal rest.
Setting: Arthur's chambers Time of Day: Night Timeline: When is severely wounded in Le Morte d'Arthur Tag: Guinevère
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 20, 2010 22:50:58 GMT -5
Guinevère entered Arthur's bedchambers and saw that Guis was sleeping. She quietly woke him, and promised to stay by Arthur's side until he came back rested. After watching him leave she looked down at the sleeping Prince. He could not die! After her father had . . . . . 'died', and had begun to live for the day that Arthur took the crown. She picked up the cloth off his forehead and dipped it into the cool water before returning to his bed side.
As she could not reach him she was forced to sit on the bed, giving her a closer look at the man every girl in Camelot dreamed of. She washed the cool cloth over his burning skin as she began speaking, his lack of being able to hear her, inbolding her in her word. "Your not going to die Arthur," She paused while trying to cool his face, "I am telling you because I know that one day, you will be king. A greater king then your father could ever be."
"It's what keeps be going."
"You Are Going To Live To Be The King I've Seen In Side You, Arthur!" She said with quite determination while staring down the injured man who could not hear her. "I can see a Camelot that is fair and just. I can see a king that the people will love and be proud to call their sovereign. For the love of Camelot, you HAVE to live." She takes his hand in hers, holding it for a moment, before touching it to her face. He HAD to live!
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 20, 2010 23:00:19 GMT -5
It was Guinevère. He would recognize her sweet voice anywhere. It was strange but ever since the time they traveled to Ealdor, Arthur's view on her had changed. He never had a bad impression of her before, but it was as if he was getting to know her more now. He felt comforted -- despite the pain -- by her presence, and was grateful for the cold cloth on his forehead. It was soothing, but not as much as her next words were. He was very shocked to hear them. She was very open; and they sounded extremely sincere. Not that he doubted her sincerity . . . but he had never heard her speak so . . . openly.
He wanted to say something, more desperately then ever right now. He heard the words she was saying, every single one, because he was focusing far harder, though his body was fighting it and trying to hinder his concentration. Was this true? Was what she was saying true? He felt her soft skin on his hand, and could feel it being brought to her cheek. It was a comforting sensation, and he wanted to do something, ANYTHING to tell her that he was still here . . . that he was still with her. Somehow alive. Her words were filled with so much strength, that even he was finding it difficult not to believe her. He wanted to believe that he was not going to die, even if it was just to ease her own mind.
He really had no idea she felt this strongly about . . . him, or rather, his ability to rule. He wanted to live, he wanted to keep being . . . the man she saw inside?! He tried to make his body move somehow, but it seemed to be locked down. He had to wake up. Now, because of her honest words to him, he would never stop fighting to live.
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 20, 2010 23:18:37 GMT -5
Guinevère had sat beside Arthur's side in mostly silence for the rest of the night and well into morning before she was sent to bed to rest her self. When she awoke she dressed, ate, and ready for the day with the young prince on her mind. She wondered if he would life, and prayed over and over that he would. He could not die and leave her--her and Camelot alone to Uther's rule. Sometimes it seemed only Arthur stood between Uther and maddness.
Part of her chores was Morgana's wash. She would take the clothing down there and return it to the rooms. Notice how tired Merlin was, she offered to do Arthur's. Guinevère mostly wanted to check on him and see if he was any better then he was. Picking up the clothing from the lander and carrying them to the prince's room, she entered quietly.
Guinevère sat the clothes down and looked over at him sleeping. He did not look as feverish as before and she smiled thinking the must be a sign that he was getting better. Surely he would live, or Uther and everyone would be in here. Guinevère, now knowing (hoping) Arthur at lest appeared to be doing better, turned to leave.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 21, 2010 11:48:57 GMT -5
Arthur was resting, but no longer in a half dead state. He was alive. He had finally woken up, and though he was hazy on what had happened, bits and pieces were slowly making their way back to his conscious memory. His father had just left, excited to tell the court that his son, and their Prince was alive. Arthur was not sure how he was, but this would not be the first near death experience he had . . . nor would it be the last. His eyes were closed, and his breathing steady. He heard someone else enter and slightly opened an eye to see who it was. Her back was turned to him at the time.
Guinevère. Oddly enough, he remembered what she had said t him, for her words had a great impact . . . especially since they were coming from her. He held back a smile, or maybe it was more of a smirk. She would be the third person to see him alive. He kept his eyes closed, though began to talk. "Thank you."
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 21, 2010 12:12:01 GMT -5
'Thank you.' Guinevère heard the word and she turned back around quickly. She looked at the sleeping prince in the bed wondered if she had heard something in her head rather then him speaking. The prince did not thank servants for bring in the wash. He saw it as their job and she had never (or only rarely) heard of his thanking someone for doing their job. She stared at the bed for a moment before taking a notice of his almost smirk on his lips.
She broke into a bright smile, knowing he was awake and alive. "I knew it!" She said with glee. "I knew you'd live!" She walked a few steps closer. "Everyone will be glad to heard of this news." She watched him for a moment, just smiling brightly. Whatever Gius had done had worked! The man had saved the prince and the kingdom in Guinevère's eyes!!
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 21, 2010 12:24:01 GMT -5
Arthur held back a smile from her excitement. He opened his eyes and saw how happy she looked. She had after all said that she was certain he would live. She had been right after all. He was still gathering his strength back since it had only been a little while since he had woken up. With that strength, he wanted to make sure that what he had heard from her was not some sort of very realistic dream. That he had not imagined the whole thing, but rather, she had actually said it with as much sincerity as he remembered.
"I sort of remember you talking to me . . . " He began. His expression was pensive, as if he was trying to remember what she had said; searching his mind, though he knew exactly what it was word for word.
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 21, 2010 12:31:22 GMT -5
Guinevère was standing there smiling down at him, just glad he was alive one moment, and the next her smile faded and slowly turned into an embarrassed look. She had only spoken her words because she thought he could not hear. Knowing that he heard her was very embarrassing. She wished he had not said that he had heard her. What did he recall she said . . . . or worse, did?
"I--" She stared down at him. "I am not sure what you mean, Sire." She began, but before she could bring a denial to her lips she lost the thoughts she had been about to spill. With her embarrassment, she began to ramble softly in her mind trying to get some sort of thought out. Trying to find a way to un-embarrass her self. He had been awake that night?! Had he, he been tricking her or had he been to feaverous to open his eyes. Surely it was the later, as she recalled how warm he was.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 21, 2010 12:53:40 GMT -5
Her reaction told him everything. He had not imagined the entire one sided conversation . . . she had actually said those things. He was honestly glad she had. Her words were ones that he had held on to, ones that encouraged him to keep fighting. Of course, he was not going admit that. No. Right now, it was his turn to have some fun with her. "Yes you do," he said in a contemplative, slightly accusatory tone.
"You were talking and . . . you stroked my forehead." He knew it was with the cold cloth, but still! The poor girl was already embarrassed, and Arthur was enjoying this. Perhaps it was his way of masking just how much he appreciated what she said. It was after all the reason he bullied people, especially Merlin . . . because he was not good at putting his own emotions into words.
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 21, 2010 13:01:31 GMT -5
Guinevère knew she was blushing now. "I was tending to your fervor, Sire. I was not stroking, I was . . . . moving you hair out of the way." She said then (only then) recalled the cloth that he could be referring to. "And cooling you off." She added. "It was my job, Sire. I was just doing my job." She watched him for a quick moment. "You must be tired, I should get out of your hair--WAY, Out of your way and let you rest."
Guinevère turned her back on him and closed her eyes tightly trying to keep the embarrassed rambles to a min. She began gathering up the clothes used on him while sick so she could take them to be cleaned. She wanted to get out of the room so she did not have to face him. Maybe he would not recall things later?
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 21, 2010 13:10:03 GMT -5
Arthur used what little strength he had to prevent himself from laughing at her cute little rambling . . . and her mix up of words. "Were you also moving my hand out of the way for me too?" He asked, this time, a playful smirk on his lips. He was really enjoying this, and poor Gwen probably was . . . not. Yes, he remembered every detail, as it replayed in his mind. "What were you saying? Something about . . . how you knew I wasn't going to die . . . it's what keeps you going?"
He knew he was taking that part slightly out of context, but the general meaning of it was still the same. He hoped she did not leave until he replayed the entire conversation for her. He also hoped that no one else came in for while he was having fun teasing her, he would never embarrass her like this in the presence of someone else.
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 21, 2010 22:07:00 GMT -5
Guinevère wanted to cover her face and hide the blush she felt on her cheeks. "Really, Sire, I was talking tot he sick. Everyone says things like that to sick, and I don't believe that was what I said anyway . . . if I even I anything." Errr, "NOT that I would ever call you a lair, I would not dare, Sire, but you were high on fever. Perhaps it was Morgana you heard?"
Guinevère doubted she could make him believe Morgana had said these things but she wanted to not be the one who said them. She had only done so because she feared he was dying and she had not wanted him to. The hope she felt for Camelot would have been lost and honestly; If she was honest with her self. Arthur was becoming less of a prince to her and more of a friend. Not that they were friends. but he was showing less of his old bully side and more of something else . . .
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 21, 2010 22:23:27 GMT -5
Arthur's smile widened. "No no, it definitely wasn't Morgana. I recognize the voice all too well. It was definitely you." He could not recall if Morgana had in fact said something to him. There were only a few words he had chosen to cling on to and Guinevère's had fallen into the category. "I seem to recall you saying something else . . . now what was it . . . " He knew what it was, word for word. He was just drawing it out. Playing around with her. Enjoying her shyness when it came to this sort of thing, for he could see her blushing.
"Something about . . . the man I am inside." Though he would not admit it, those words were ones that he greatly appreciated. Gwen had proven to be the kind of woman to speak her mind when she felt something was unjust. It was a trait of hers he greatly admired. It showed her courage and passion, and the fact that she was not afraid to speak against him. Though he was shocked by this boldness, he also was grateful for it. So when she talked about who he was on a deeper level, and not just the surface -- if this was in fact what she had meant -- it gave him hope that there was a chance, he may be a decent king after all. While it did not alleviate the pressure, it certainly allowed him to have more hope.
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 21, 2010 22:36:30 GMT -5
Guinevère burred her face into the shirt she had in her hands at the moment, but jerked back when she realized she could smell Arthur all over it. And not even in a good way, it was man sweat. Was he going to tease her all day? She started trying to get up the clothing, and put his clean ones away faster. "Really, Sire, I think you were just letting the fervor get the best of you." She said trying to sound more calm then she felt.
"And if you were, you should be a chivalrous knight, and not keep talking about it." She hinted, trying a new tactic as well. She really wished she had said nothing, and just hummed to him or talked about castle gossip, or something less bold of her. Something that wouldn't make her feel so embarrassed.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 22, 2010 10:35:55 GMT -5
Arthur did not care if he was not being chivalrous. He was having far too much fun to stop now. "It definitely was not the fever . . . I know what I heard." He was rather stubborn about that, and he wanted her to know that he was absolutely certain that he knew it was her offering her kind words. "It's alright. Because . . . you see a king in me, that people will be proud to call their sovereign." Poor Guinevère. If she was not so embarrassed, he would have stopped long ago. He was honestly flattered by her words, as he had never expected them from her, and felt that by her just saying them, he was getting to know her better. And that was something he liked.
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 22, 2010 11:52:45 GMT -5
Guinevère shot a glance over at him, before putting the clothing in a basket to make them easier to carry down to the wash. Really, how would she face him again, knowing he recalled what she said and seemed to enjoy mocking her with them. Not in a evil way, but in a way that suggested he either thought her amusing or worse, approved. "I really think those words sound like something Merlin is always saying about you, not I, Sire."
She picked the basket up and turned to look at him, not quite meeting his eyes. "I must get these to the wash, my lord, I bid you good day." She turned to walk out of the room but paused. She was already embarrassed enough, she knew better then to add to it but something compelled her to look back at him for a moment and say, . . . . . Nothing! Guinevère chickened out and turned to leave quickly.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 22, 2010 12:47:21 GMT -5
"I know that Merlin sounds like a woman half the time he talks, but it was not him. I know that." Arthur would not have cared if Merlin said it. Of course, Arthur did not get sappy with him. He never even hugged the man! Nor would he ever. His actions for people proved his loyalty and devotion to them. If he could describe his feelings and what not, he would not be teasing Gwen so much, but rather expressing his appreciation for what she had said.
"Guin-e-VERE," he said, drawing out her name as she was preparing to leave, but then much to his delight, paused. He did not say anything else. He just smiled at her, and subconsciously had his hand sticking out. He was just looking at her, not quite sure what to say but for some reason . . . he did not want her to leave quite yet.
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 22, 2010 12:57:40 GMT -5
Guin-e-VERE paused again as she was about to leave. She heard him calling her (her full name), and knew it was her job to see if he needed something. Still she was worried he was going to tease her some. Guinevère stood at the door for a few moments debating on wither she could pretend to have heard him or not before she turned around slowly and walked hesitantly back in. She stopped as far from the bed as she could and did not look up. "Did you call me, Sire?" She asked as if he had not been loudly calling her.
She would not look up at him. This whole thing had gotten out of control, and Guinevère wasn't quite sure how. She had only meant to talk to him to make her feel better and now it seemed that HE felt better and SHE felt worse. Which she was glad he felt better and was not going to die but she could have done with the latter part.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 22, 2010 22:37:05 GMT -5
"Its alright Guinevère, you don't have to be shy." He knew that his words would not make her any less shy, which was perhaps why he was saying them. If the situation were reversed, he too would be very embarrassed and afraid to admit that he had said what was heard, but he would also quickly dismiss it and let it never be spoken about again. Sadly, he was not so eager to dismiss this, though . . . after he had his fun with it right now, he would never mention it again to her, or anyone. Or well, maybe he would bring it up to her again at some point . . . but he was not about to tell Morgana or Merlin what she had said. Even he was not that cruel to betray what she believed to be saying in total confidence. "Its not every day that I get to hear that I am the reason to keep someone going." Okay, so once again, he took that comment slightly out of context, but oh well.
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 22, 2010 23:09:49 GMT -5
Guinevère looked at him, and just stood there staring for a moment before walking to his bed side table and picking up another pillow. She looked at it for a moment before walking to his bed and standing over him. She paused there for a moment, as if she was about to push it over his face to keep him from talking. "Really, my lord, you seemed confused. I will send Gauis up with his sleeping potions for you." With that she tucked the pillow (gently) behind his head and turned and fled the room.
Only to come back seconds later; and get the basket of wash and to run away all over again.
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