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Post by Guinevère on Jun 4, 2012 1:42:31 GMT -5
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 4, 2012 1:57:23 GMT -5
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 4, 2012 2:05:09 GMT -5
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 4, 2012 2:15:55 GMT -5
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 4, 2012 2:25:49 GMT -5
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 4, 2012 2:35:04 GMT -5
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 4, 2012 2:46:54 GMT -5
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 4, 2012 12:46:03 GMT -5
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 4, 2012 13:06:18 GMT -5
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 4, 2012 13:15:41 GMT -5
Arthur noticed her turn away from him. She could not even look at him; not even face him. And it revealed just how much he had done to hurt her. He did not want to be his father; a man who believed he could do anything he pleased at anyone's expense, just because he was king. But it seemed . . . that was who he had showed himself to be tonight. She could not look at him during the moments of intimacy, even when he tried to get her to. And now, she turned away from him, distancing himself from him as if she couldn't bare to be near him. He found himself look at her, though she could no longer see him. He wanted to do something, or say something to eliminate this awkwardness . . . but it was clear she didn't want to talk to him. Would this be how it was? Make love, and then leave because he had hurt her beyond repair? While he knew he had no one to blame but himself . . . he also was horrible at discussing his feelings and fears with others.
He was unsure as to how long he had been just sitting there. When he didn't see her move for some time, he assumed he was asleep. And also assumed that the last thing she wanted to see first thing in the morning . . . was him. He didn't want her to wake up with that fear that he would make love to her again first thing in the morning. So despite his want to stay here, even if it was just to lie next to her, he forced himself off the bed, moving slowly and quietly so that he did not wake her. He picked up his shirt and pulled it over his head, before proceeding to pull on his boots. Taking his sword in his hand, he looked at her again. Just watching her for a few moments, whispering another apology under his breath. He would have a lot to make up for and hoped that she would give him the chance to do so. So with regret and frustration with himself, he quietly walked out of the room and returned to his own chambers.
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 4, 2012 13:27:55 GMT -5
Guinevère felt him rise and leave, and she opened her eyes, feeling the need to cry. Waiting until his footsteps had faded, she arose and walked to the wash stand, cleaning the sweat and other liquids from her body and legs before dressing and walking to the fireplace to sit there for the rest of the night. There would be no sleep for the princess tonight--no. There would be no sleep for the queen tonight.
This was her life now. At morning when Rosa her handmaiden came into the room, Guinevère was still before the fire. She breakfasted in her chambers before another servant came in and offered to show her the way to anywhere she wished to go. Guinevère followed them on a short tour before stopping it when she found the garden. There she walked in and looked at the all colors and beautiful flowers. It was so wonderful in this place. Bright and warm and . . . . wonderful. She walked up to some small blue flowers and pulled a few off to place in her hair. "What are these ones called? I have not seen then before." She asked the servant, 'Forget-me-nots, my lady.' They told her.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 4, 2012 13:36:56 GMT -5
Arthur did not sleep well that night. He kept thinking about his wife. Kept wondering what was running through her mind. How she was feeling, both emotionally and physically. He found himself worried for the next night, and wondered if he should go to her. Such thoughts caused Arthur to have one of the most restless sleeps, drifting in and out though never feeling properly rested. He was grateful when the sun rose and would distract him from his troubled thoughts. Or at least give him something better to do then just lie here, consumed in them. He got up before his servant entered, so that it would look like he had not been resting here for the night. He then readied, starting the day with a training session. Once that was over, he returned to his room to get changed into his chain mail and formal attire for his meeting with the council.
During this time, he sent a large bouquet of roses in a vase, along with a necklace set with amethyst stones in a gold intricate design. It was an apology . . . for the other night. Once they arrived to his room, he decided that he wanted to be the one to take them to her. Feeling oddly nervous, he carried them in his hand and once arriving at the queen's chambers, was greeting by a servant instead, saying that the queen was not in. Now Arthur felt even more foolish. Foolish, and disappointed. He left the gifts there and composed himself to regain that appearance of a confident and strong leader . . . when internally, he felt worried and fearful for what he had done to potentially damage his marriage to his wife.
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 4, 2012 14:39:05 GMT -5
Guinevère walked back up to her chambers with the aid of a servant whom knew te halls better, her arms full of different flowers. She felt rather hopeful after finding and spending some time in the gardens. Upon her return, she was informed the king had come looking for her, and left her a gift. Walking over to the table, she sat the floors down and looked at the two gifts he had given her.
She loved the flowers, and hoped that this was a sign that tonight could go better. She wasn't sure if it was supposed to hurt the second night, but she would prepare a hot bath for before to make sure she was relaxed and able to better accept her husband. Besides, in the end of last night's events she had even enjoyed it.
Then she saw the necklace. Holding it up she found herself wishing he was here t put it on her. She put it on, and then put the forget-me-nots that were not in her hair in a small cup before asking it t be placed on the king's desk. Wherever he worked often so he would be sure to see.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 4, 2012 15:34:58 GMT -5
Arthur's mind had been distracted during the entire meeting. He tried to pay attention best he could, but he was wondering if the gifts were well received . . . if she was willing to give him another chance. Perhaps not tonight, but eventually. He wasn't even able to check and see if she was well. Nor did he want to ask Gaius to go check on her because . . . well, that would be slightly awkward. So he would just have to wait, and the wait was indeed killing him. When the meeting was over, he returned to his chambers, having a great deal of paper work to get through. When he arrived, he was told that his wife had sent something. He didn't need to be told what it was, because right away, he saw the flowers. They were completely out of place in his room . . . and he liked them. He wasn't sure why, because he wasn't exactly the kind of man who liked flowers and pretty things. His room was that of king and warrior.
He had changed it around a great deal when he'd overtaken the castle. The walls were mounted with shields and swords. The flowers added a feminine touch to it; his wife's touch. And he liked it. It added a certain comfort and softness, knowing who they were from. He sat at his desk that they were on and pulled out his paperwork. While working on his documents, he would pause to look at the flowers every so often . . . wishing that she was here sitting with him. Even if it was just in silence while he worked. He wanted to see her and though he knew he would later tonight . . . he wished she was here with him. Every so often he would look at the door if he heard -- or thought -- he heard footsteps, and grew disappointed when it wasn't her. Though he knew that she would not come to him. Why would she after last night?
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 4, 2012 15:43:01 GMT -5
Guinevère began getting ready for tonight's feast a little early. She had Rosa go and pick the best purple little flowers in the garden, and bring them u to her. Then she dawned her purple and lace dress, had the flowers woven through her hair--since she would not wear a crown until her coronation--and then the necklace went on. Displayed well by the deep cut of the dress, that formed to her middle before flurrying out and around her.
She stood before the mirror while waiting for her husband to come and escort her down. Her personal guards were at the doors ways, and she could hear them speaking over the plans for her trip to the market tomorrow in the afternoon. Yet her mind did not fully take in the words for she could only think of her husband and tonight. The gift was kind of him. Had he known this was hr favorite color or had he simply had someone pick up something? Ether way, she loved the gift.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 4, 2012 16:08:05 GMT -5
Time went on both quickly and slowly. After working on his papers for a little while he then went to discuss the preparations for the coronation, meeting with her father for a short while to make sure all the arrangements were to his liking and satisfaction. He didn't seem any different toward Arthur, which either meant that he'd not see Guinevère yet, or she kept everything to herself. Which, Arthur was extremely grateful for. Not that he thought she would tell her father that the king of Camelot mistreated and mishandled her. So far, it seemed that the alliance was in tact. Though that was not Arthur's primary concern . . . he was more worried about the woman he had hurt. After that was done, he had a short time to get ready for the feast tonight. Dressing in his formal attire, with his crown on his head, he checked himself to make sure he was presentable. And after a final overlook of his appearance, he took a deep breath and went to Guinevère's chambers to escort her.
When he arrived the guards opened the door for him and announced that the king was here. He walked through the open doors, pausing at the threshold so that it wasn't too intrusive. That, and he got distracted when he saw her. How was it possible that she looked more and more beautiful every time he saw her? She looked so exquisitely elegant . . . so much so that words failed him for a brief moment, though really, there were no words to accurately describe her beauty. "My Lady," he finally spoke, quickly regaining his composure so that he didn't look like a fool yet again. He walked toward her, offering his arm for her to take. That was also when he noticed the necklace. Did that mean she liked it? Or was she just wearing it because she believed that was what he expected of her? Either way, it suited her neck beautifully . . . not that anything would look less than perfect on her.
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 4, 2012 16:31:38 GMT -5
Guinevère heard the guard announced 'High highness, the king.' and she turned from the mirror to look at him. He looked so dashing, and handsome. Like a king! She smiled softly at the sight of him, and bowed her head just the slightest bit out of respect to him when he called her his lady.
She reached out for his one hand wit her two and smiled up at him. "I want to to thank you, for the gift." She told him softly, as they began walking toward the door. "Purple is my favorite color." She loved the dress she wore tonight for the color, it had been a gift from her father whom said a queen would need regal clothing rather then her more normal princess clothing. She had been gifted with ten dresses and this was the only purple one. The necklace completed the gown as if they were made for one another. "It was very kind of you."
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 4, 2012 16:47:47 GMT -5
Arthur found it easy to return a soft smile when she put her hands around his one, and smiled at him. He loved to see her smile . . . and it quickly alleviated some of those intense concerns that tonight would be awkward. He gave a small nod when she thanked him as they walked out of the chambers. And was slightly surprised to hear that purple was her favorite color. He had not known that and was now glad for the jewelry he had sent her. And also planned to have the stones reset in her crown so that they too were purple. "You're welcome," he answered. Her gratitude was so genuine and it didn't seem like she was just taking any of it for granted, despite her rank and the riches she was accustomed to as a princess. It made him want to give her more; everything.
"I'm glad you like it," he added, truly relieved for that, for he was learning more and more about what his wife liked and what her favorite things. "Thank you for the flowers," he said, not about to dismiss the gift she had given him. "Blue is my favorite color," he said in a bit of a joking tone, to help ease the mood. To prove to her that he was a better man than what he had showed her last night. "You look positively ravishing tonight," he said looking at her, speaking aloud his initial thoughts when seeing her. Ones that only grew stronger each time he saw her.
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Post by Guinevère on Jun 4, 2012 17:00:01 GMT -5
Guinevère laughed softly at his tease, repeating her own words back to her about the flowers. "I found them in your garden today, and thought they were beautiful. We do not have them in my father's kingdom." She explained why she had picked them, "I spent most of my morning there. You should give your gardener a raise, he or she keeps it perfectly."
"You look positively ravishing tonight," He told her and she felt her face flush with a pinkish red blush. Her fingers also tightened slightly on his arm. She was nervous for tonight, but it was no longer more fear then anticipation. She was afraid yes--for he had seemed to go from gentle to 'strong' quickly, but after feeling the small burst of . . . of . . . she wasn't sure what to call it. Of euphoria. Yes, after feeling that she wanted to know how it would be tonight. "Thank you," She whispered softly.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Jun 4, 2012 17:44:03 GMT -5
This was the first time he heard her laugh, and it was so nice to hear. To know that not everything had to be awkward. She then spoke of how she spent time in the garden. One of the few things Arthur knew of his mother was that she loved the garden in the Camelot palace. It was indeed a place of beauty and when he had taken the castle under his control, Arthur had made sure the garden was well maintained . . . for the memory of his mother if nothing else. "If you like, I can leave the maintenance of the garden under your control," he offered. "I'm sure you would be able to give it the time and attention it deserves." Unlike him, when his time was so limited. Besides, she probably knew a lot more about flower arrangements and which ones looked nicer and such.
She could meet with the gardeners and have things done how she preferred. He wasn't sure how his compliment would be received, but he felt her hand tighten around him and felt . . . a bit more assured. For she wasn't pulling away, nor was she just ignoring him. The blush on her cheeks were strong, and Arthur wished he could take advantage of the fact that no one else was in the hall, and kiss her. But he refrained. Instead, he just smiled and gave a small nod when she thanked him, and moved one of her hands from his to bring it to his lips, lightly kissing them before lowering it once more.
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