And I Love Her [Camila]

[lucan]

Ok, he was going to have a lot of making up to do. He hadn’t actually been to see Camila since he’d broken free out of the dungeons with the other Knights. There was just so much to do that Lucan’s mind would some days run around in circles. His duties had certainly stepped up since they’d takeN back Camelot. Surprisingly Sir Aaron, Camila’s father, had been the first to write to him. They were acquainted yes, but it was still a surprise to receive the letter all the same… Yes, he’d of course written back to him about the situation that was currently going on.

Lucan dismounted from his horse, the sun was almost setting on another day in Camelot – Lucan had finished his duties and had decided to pay the surprise visit, knowing that he had the time. He hoped that Cam hadn’t worried about him, he’d been worrying about her since Morgana’s threats of dragging her to Camelot. Cam would call him everything under the sun if she knew what he’d said to Morgana. He wouldn’t put it past her of trying to kill him because of it.

One of the stable hands came out to greet him. “Good evening Sir Lucan…” he said, “I understand Sir Aaron said you’d be arriving at some point this evening.” Lucan nodded at this, “Indeed – I’ve come here on business with him” he told the stable hand, at that point Sir Aaron appeared at the doorway.

“Sir Lucan” he greeted him formally. Lucan gave him a small nod and walked in after Sir Aaron“So…I think I know why you’re here”. Aaron looked at him knowingly. In the recent letters that they had exchanged, the subject of Camila had come up – of course Lucan had told him of the matter earlier, not wanting Camila to know just yet.

“Well…yes I suppose I have come on that matter as well…” Lucan nodded.

As if on instinct, Sir Aaron led him through to his private study and closed the door behind them. “So…” he turned to Lucan, “what are your intentions towards my daughter?”

“Honourable, nothing more and nothing less” Lucan replied and took the seat opposite Aaron, who was now gesturing for him to sit down, “To get straight to the point, should this courtship between myself and Camila happen to strengthen more…i would very much like to have your permission to…” he was cut off by Sir Aaron.

“To marry her” the older man finished off coolly, “You already have my permission by being invited into my home Lucan and that is a privilege, others have not been so lucky – You are to be a Duke are you not? My Camila needs someone of such a rank – it seems she’s stuck gold with you.”

Lucan smiled and looked to the floor. “Thank you Sir Aaron”

The pair chatted for a while, about how Arthur was holding up as he was practically running the Kingdom single handedly, about Uther and how he was holding up after the revelations of Morgana. “And how are you?” Aaron asked. “Surviving” Lucan simply smiled, “besides – I’ve been in far worse situations than being made to kneel in front of Morgana”

Finally after more talk about the recovery process of Faintree and Camelot - Sir Aaron rose from his chair, “I suppose my daughter is evesdropping outside" he sighed, "however would you like to see her?" he asked.

"If you'll allow me to?"

"Of course - one moment..." Aaron nodded and disappered from the room, Leaving Lucan to ponder the elder mans words from earlier.

Tagged: Lady Camila of Faintree
Timeline: Post S3 – 2 weeks after finale
Setting: Faintree Estate, Camelot
Notes: Apologies if Aaron is soooo OOC

[Lady Camila of Faintree]

Aaron stood and left Lucan in the study on his own. Contrarily to what he had believed, his daughter had not been eavesdropping outside the door but rather his wife, Eloise. She looked tired and horribly exhausted from the past events. Aaron himself felt the same but managed to look far better. Eloise looked up at her husband, a look of apology was almost visible in her gaze. "He's the boy?" She asked curiously, her voice was in a whisper. She pretty sure of the answer but still wondered if this was the man her daughter had fallen for.

Aaron nodded. "Indeed. Where's Camila?" He asked, running his hand down Eloise's arm in a comforting manner. Affection from Aaron was rarely seen around the house but he still cared. And his wife, in her state, did bring it out of him.

"She's with the Healer. I'll fetch her." Eloise whispered back. And with a nod from her husband, she turned to head upstairs to her daughter's room. She knocked lightly on the door before entering the room. Camila sat on her bed while a woman examined her carefully. Cam had not been too badly hurt when she had been taken from Faintree but she did not go without putting up a fight and had managed to get a few cuts and bruises in result. By now, the Healer was only checking up on how things had been healing and there were only just a few cuts that were still visible. She had done a lot of healing. Some of her injuries had gotten very dirty and had needed constant cleaning for weeks but now she was better.

Camila looked over her exposed shoulder as the door opened, her body tensed until she saw her mother walk in. Had anyone else walked in should would have imminently covered herself, no matter what the Healer was doing. "Mother?" Cam looked at Eloise. She looked better than the previous day but still a horrible mess.

"Thank you, Marietta. You can go." With that the Healer covered Camila's shoulder and left the room. Cam looked at her mother, confused. "Come, darling." Cam asked no questions and followed Eloise out of her room.

When they arrived to her father's study, Eloise made a gesture with her head for her to enter the room. Camila looked at her mother, confused, but opened the door. When she finally looked into the room, she felt her heart stop. "Lucan!" Her tired face lit up and she ran to him, throwing her arms around his neck. She couldn't believe it. He was here! She had not stopped thinking about him once since the beginning of Morgana's reign. She had heard nothing from him and only hoped that he was alright, that he would return for her some day. Obviously, that day was today.

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[lucan]

Lucan paced the study as he waited for Aaron to return. He seriously hoped that he wasn’t in for a beating by another woman; he knew that Camila would want to because he hadn’t sent word of how he was.
He wondered whether she was ok, whether Morgana had indeed brought her to Camelot like she said that she would. It pained Lucan to think that Camila could’ve gone through so much because of his own doing. In fact it made him feel sick. He’d vowed in that dungeon to protect her and what had he done? It was obvious she’d not gone down without a fight; Aaron had mentioned that in a previous letter.

He turned as the door opened and finally saw her. Her beautiful face staring straight at him with a mixture of shock and relief. She looked tired Lucan didn’t know what he looked like – most probably the same. That didn’t matter though, he was here – they were both here and reunited with one another.

"Lucan!"

Immediately her arms were around his neck tightly. He held onto her, not wanting to let her go. “It’s alright” he said kissing her hair, “everything’s alright”. His arms kept a firm hold on her small body – nothing was going to keep them apart now. Nothing and no one.

He rested his forehead lightly against hers “I’m sorry” he murmured so as only they could hear. He knew that Lady Eloise was still watching the scene unfold from the doorway. He suspected that she’d been listening in earlier as he’d heard Sir Aaron say something as he’d left the room to fetch Camila. “I am so sorry for making you wait” he carried on.

He looked down at her again. Her beautiful face staring back at him still alight with joy, he brushed a few strands of hair from her face before kissing her forehead. “Are you ok? Your father wrote to me and told me what had happened”.

[Lady Camila of Faintree]

She never wanted to let him go and she prayed that this was not just another dream of Lucan coming back for her. Although she had been certain that he would come back for her, it had dawned upon her over the past few weeks that he might not. Her mind played horrible tricks on her; having her question if he was alive, if he had been horribly wounded or if he just didn't want her anymore. But Cam was stronger than that and she knew that their love was too.

Now that he was here, Camila was never going to let him go, if she could help it. When she had wrapped her arms around his neck and held herself to him tightly, she felt relief. He was safe. And he was there! In Faintree! In her home! In her arms! When he wrapped his arms around her just as tightly, Camila could feel her emotions swell. Cam never cried. Not usually. Since Morgana's take over that had changed. 

She had spent night after sleepless night in her lonely cell crying, not to mention yelling unanswered demands that she be freed and screams of frustration and sorrow. She cried for fear of what was happening to her parents, what had happened to them? But Cam cried the most over Lucan. Over the fact that she might never see him again. She cried for their possibly lost future together. She thought of him all the time while she was alone in the dark room. And now, Camila felt tears stream down her face the more Lucan held her but she refused to let him go. 

A small sob escaped her lips as she hurried her face into his shoulder. His beautiful scent filled her when she drew in her shaky breath. She had missed it almost as much as she had missed the man himself. Lucan kissed her head and told her that eventing was fine now. How could she argue? He was here! It was all that mattered now. 

She sobbed again before He brought her face to meet his and touched his forehead to hers. Camila's watery eyes found his instantly. They hadn't changed, besides the fact that they looked full of sorrow and guilt. They were as brown as ever and made her feel weak. “I'm sorry.” Cam looked at him, more tears falling to her cheeks. “I am so sorry for making you wait” Camila shook her head. "I don't care. You're here now. And nothing could make me happier."

[/I] She managed a grin for him. With that, Lady Eloise decided to leave, closing the door behind her to give them their privacy. It wasn't something anyone would expect. Children, especially the daughter, were always watched especially when in the presence of a male, for a daughter. Chaperones were usually hired or appointed but Eloise felt for her daughter. Time to speak with Lucan was exactly What she needed. 

Lucan kissed her forehead and it wasn't until then that Cam realized that he had been kissing her. It was strange. Not that she didn't like it! He had kissed her before, on her hand or on her cheek. But right now, it didn't bother her. In fact, he almost managed to make her blush with the last kiss he placed on her forehead, were it not for the swirl of emotions at play inside of her.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. I've healed." Camila started. "I didn't go without a fight." She grinned lightly. It sounded more like her, her old self.[/color][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[lucan]

She was crying. Lucan didn’t like to see her cry – this only made him hold onto her tighter. He could feel her sobbing into his shoulder. He wouldn’t let anyone hurt her again, not like this. He just couldn’t bear it.
Lucan looked down at her and smiled, wiping away a few tears with his thumb. He’d spent every moment in that cell thinking about her, about whether she was safe and not lying dead somewhere where he couldn’t be able to get to her. “Stop that” he told her gently, “I’m here now, and I’m not leaving you ever again” he told her.

She was healing – he was glad but also worried at the same time. “What did she do to you?” he asked about Morgana, “If we ever find her I swear that I will kill her for what she’s done”. He was angry. Angry for allowing Camila to get into this situation when it wasn’t her fault. He was to blame for her wounds, and if any scarred then they’d be the sole reminder to him about what he had done. What Morgana had done because of him.

Lucan saw that Elaine was now closing the door to give them some privacy. She nodded to Lucan who nodded back to her, both of them knowing what it meant. The poor woman looked as though she’d been through so much – Lucan couldn’t help but feel sorry for her. Aaron had said that his wife and Camila had been suffering since the incident, Lucan didn’t blame them – many people had been left broken and traumatised by what had gone on. Lucan had learnt to deal with his emotions - something like this now seemed to pass through his mind quietly, whereas to people like Elaine, it would stick with them forever.

Turning back to Cam, he looked down at her affectionately. He was lucky to have her and it was only now he was starting to realise how much he actually loved her. Giving her a small yet playful tap on the nose, he smiled at her.
“I know you're a fighter” he laughed slightly when she said she’d put up a fight, “You’re my beautiful, strong Camila”. She’d acted far better than he had. He hadn’t had the chance to put up a fight at all.
He rested his forehead gently on hers again and gave her a playful smile.

“and I love you”

[Lady Camila of Faintree]

“Stop that. I’m here now, and I’m not leaving you ever again” Lucan's arm tighten around her. She felt safer the tighter he held her. He wasn't holding her tight enough, she found but Camila knew that he thought she was delicate, breakable. She understood. Because right now, she didn't feel so strong. She felt] fragile. "I'm sorry." She composed herself, just barely. Camila didn't want to upset Lucan. It was almost as if she feared to disappoint him. She wasn't the same. She had been broken since the last time they had seen one and other. Cam didn't think he would still want her now. What was left of her.

“What did she do to you? If we ever find her I swear that I will kill her for what she’s done” "No! Lucan, please!" Camila's worried, watery eyes looked into his. "She didn't do this. Not of her own hands. I brought this upon myself. I shouldn't have fought back but I had no intention of letting them take me without trying." Camila paused. "I don't want her anywhere near you. I can't bare the thought of what she might do to you." Morgana was too dangerous. What if she found Lucan? He would try to kill her, no doubt and his chances against her were terribly slim. And Cam just could not live without him.

Lucan tapped her nose playfully, and Cam felt herself grin. Genuinely grin for the first time in ages. “I know you're a fighter. You’re my beautiful, strong Camila” Now she smiled as well as lightly blushed. It amazed her how he managed to make her do that when she was so broken. He rested his forehead against hers and smiled a smile that made her want to melt.

“and I love you”

Her heart sped up. She was sure Lucan could feel it, they were so close to one and other. He loved her. Even though her was a horrible mess, even though she wasn't herself, nor the girl he had met long ago. And she felt... well. "I-I love you, too." She almost whispered, still shocked but excited about his declaration.

[lucan]

Lucan brushed a few more tears away that were rolling down her cheeks. "I'm sorry." She was apologising? For what? Lucan shook his head. “Don’t apologise, you have nothing to be sorry for” he said gently, “It’s been a rough ride for everyone, but it’s over now, Camelot is rebuilding itself and so are the people’s lives within it.”

Camila’s face changed when he told her of what he’d do if ever he came face to face with Morgana again. It was as though she was scared for him, of what could happen. That was something that Camila would have to come to terms with if they were carry on courting or even marry. "No! Lucan, please!" she looked up at him, “Cam…” he started but she carried on.

"She didn't do this. Not of her own hands. I brought this upon myself. I shouldn't have fought back but I had no intention of letting them take me without trying."

“Camila” he tried to stop her again but she had more to say.

"I don't want her anywhere near you. I can't bare the thought of what she might do to you."

“Camila!” he raised his voice slightly to put his point across. He sighed. “It’s what I have to do, should Morgana dare come to Camelot again then I don’t have a choice but to stand up to her, it’s my duty – as much as I hate to say this I have to, there will be events such as this where it looks probable that I might not come back, but I need you to understand that this is what I have to do. I’m a Knight of Camelot – I can’t just back down because you can’t bear to think of me anywhere near the enemy” he smiled. “And I’m saying this to you now because I know that one day; something else could happen that may take me away from you.”
He wanted her to understand that he wouldn’t live forever in the job that he was in. he and his brothers laid down their lives for Camelot and everyone in it. “I want you to always remember that no matter what – I will always love you and I’ll never stop.” He brushed a few strands of hair from her face.

"I-I love you, too."

Lucan leant in and laid a gentle kiss on her lips. “You are everything to me Cam, everything that I could possibly imagine…” he paused, this was the right time to tell her of the real nature of his visit, “I’ve spoken to your father about certain matters that have been brought up in some of the letters that I’ve exchanged with him…” he explained, “including one that was brought up a lot…”

[Lady Camila of Faintree]

“Don’t apologise, you have nothing to be sorry for. It’s been a rough ride for everyone, but it’s over now, Camelot is rebuilding itself and so are the people’s lives within it.”

Cam shook her head and looked at the floor. "I'm such a mess. Look at me. Crying. I'm not the same girl as before, Lucan. I'm far more than just broken. And I'm sorry for that." He had to get used to, and get to know, a whole new girl. He didn't ask for this, and he didn't deserve it. Cam felt horrible.

She was shocked. He had raised his voice at her. Yes, she understood very well why he had to, she would have do the same had she been in his place, but he had never raised his voice around, let alone at her before. Perhaps there was more to him than a quiet and adorably shy man inside this knight. There obviously had to be, he was a knight after all.

Camila frowned a little. She knew. She knew very well what being a knight meant and involved but it didn't change her feelings. "I know. And I want for us to all be rid of her but—" She managed to squeeze into the conversation before Lucan went on.

“And I’m saying this to you now because I know that one day; something else could happen that may take me away from you.” Her eyes swelled with tears again. She knew very well, as did anyone with a brain and the age to comprehend anything, that death was a price a knight had to be ready to pay for the safety of his kingdom and she had never really found it sad. But know that Lucan had become so important to her, it tore her to pieces.

“I want you to always remember that no matter what – I will always love you and I’ll never stop.”

That was enough to push her tears over the edge. But these were happier tears. Not entirely happy but happier, all the same. She gave him a grin, weak from the swirl of emotions that had been over coming her since she had walked into the room. Lucan brushed some of her troublesome strains of hair out of her face. The feel of his fingertips across her face set off sparks in her skin and butterflies in her stomach. Oh! How she loved him.

Then, he kissed her. On her lips. And her eyes closed delicately. It was very light yet so sweet and loving. It was the first time they had kissed and Camila truly felt her legs would give out on her had they kissed any longer. When he pulled away, her eyes fluttered open and her lips felt bare. Her heart was beating far too much for it to be healthy and her eyes shone right up at him. She could not believe it. Her head was spinning and her face felt warm. Perhaps she was blushing?

“You are everything to me Cam, everything that I could possibly imagine… I’ve spoken to your father about certain matters that have been brought up in some of the letters that I’ve exchanged with him…” Had he just said that he had been writing to her father? And he hadn't written to her once! She couldn't confront him about it now, because he went on. “Including one that was brought up a lot…”

"And what's that?" She said, hiding the bitterness she felt about his not writing.

(late sorry! I had almost all of it written then fell asleep all the other times I tried to finish it)

[lucan]

Lucan grinned, "You are anything but a mess - and even if you were then you'd still be a beautiful one".He gave her hand a squeeze, "Everyone is broken in someway by this, but you'll mend in time." and that was a promise. He couldn't see his Camila like that.

He was thankful that she listened to what he had to say, he knew that he should've told her that long before they'd even decided to court but saying it now meant that Camila would know and prepare herself for anything that could happen. He was going to enjoy his days with her even if they were limited.

She was angry at him now, he could tell and had been waiting for this since he'd set foot in the house. "I couldn't get your hopes up only to have them dashed" he began, "There was always a high risk within the first week, that Morgana would try to hit Camelot with something else. Everyone was on alert, and if something like that had happened, and you'd only just have heard that I was alright, then you would've been broken". He sighed, "Your father and I exchanged messages because of this, and also to keep him updated with the current situation in Camelot. I wanted to wait for the right moment - until I knew that all was well again - to see you. and as I said before, I'm sorry for making you wait." He kissed the tops of her hands that he'd taken in his.

Lucan swallowed and looked to Camila. "The subject of me making you my wife". He told her, "I came here today to speak with your father about it..." he paused, "He's given me permission."

[Lady Camila of Faintree]

"You are anything but a mess - and even if you were then you'd still be a beautiful one" Camila's shallow cheeks grew bright and her eyes fluttered towards the ground bashfully. Lucan just got her. He knew how to make her smile, how to make her laugh and how to make her blush. She loved that he knew how to do those things. She hid her face in his chest for a moment. She knew that Lucan liked to see her blush, but Cam didn't know what to do with herself when she did. "Everyone is broken in someway by this, but you'll mend in time." Cam looked up at her courtier. "I hope you're right, Lucan." Worried if she would ever be herself again.

Luc went on to explain to her why he hadn't written since Morgana's disappearance. "I understand... but if, Lord forbid, anything like this ever happens again." Camila placed her hand on his chest delicately. "Promise me you will write, no matter what. I'd rather hear from you... a final time..." Tears started to roll down her cheeks again. "Rather than not at all. Alright?" She wasn't really going to give him a choice on this. And she wasn't even going to get started on how upset she was about the fact that he had been writing to her father.

"The subject of me making you my wife. I came here today to speak with your father about it... He's given me permission." Cam's breath caught in her throat, her heart started to race and her face flushed. "Y-y-your wife?" Her heart was almost jumping out of her chest.

[lucan]

Lucan listened to what Camila wanted him to do, should anything happen like this again. He'd already put her through hell and he supposed that not writing to her hadn't helped. Lucan nodded after she'd finished, seeing the tears start to fall again. He felt so guilty for what he'd put her through already, that he wasn't going to start getting all moral. Again he wiped some of the tears away with his thumb and smiled at her. "I promise." and he truly meant it, "You have my word."

"Y-y-your wife?"

"Well you could always be the husband if you wanted" he chuckled, "but pink doesn't really bring out my eyes, so I think I should keep that role." But yes, now it was down to business of why he had come. Not only just to see her, but to finally do something that he'd never thought he actually would. Yes he would most likely look like a total mug whilst doing so, or screw up the words - perhaps even faint depending on the mood - but now the time had come.

Lucan dug into his pocket, hands finally finding what he was looking for. It had been passed down by his grandmother on his father's side, and his father had told him his mother never wore it anyway. Corneous (who Lucan was sure was swinging from the roof of Glouchedon Manor when he told him) had given it to him should he happen to finally find a wife in Camelot. Lucan just hoped that Camila would be the person to wear it.

He took her hand gently in his and got down on one knee, looking up at her with a serious expression now on his face. "Camila..." he started, hearing some movement outside and knowing that both her parents were most likely out there. He chose to ignore it and carried on. "Will you marry me?"

[Lady Camila of Faintree]

Lucan wiped away the fresh tears from her cheeks. "I promise. You have my word." He said, the look in his eyes gave Camila complete reassurance. "Thank you." She almost whispered. It was relieving to her and she knew that without a doubt he was telling her the truth.

"Well you could always be the husband if you wanted" he chuckled, "but pink doesn't really bring out my eyes, so I think I should keep that role."
Cam shook her head at Lucan's jokes with a smile. He really knew how to turn things around sometimes but this didn't change her prior shock. Although she did wonder where the comment about pink had come from...

There was a moment where they just looked at each other. Their eyes where locked without release and Cam could feel her heart start to race wildly as she watched him get down on one knee. This was it. It was happening. Camila had of course thought that this might happen... someday. However, she could never have prepared herself for this moment. As she looked down at him, her heart only raced faster.

"Camila..."

Her heart skipped a beat.

"Will you marry me?"

She wondered if Lucan could hear her heart beating because it felt as if it was flying out of her chest. Cam opened her mouth and stopped for a moment to smile as her cheeks turned red. "Yes." She whispered. "Yes, Lucan. I will" She repeated, a little louder, starting to feel giddy.

(like the pic? thought it was cute)

[lucan]

He felt like such an idiot down on the floor on one knee. Had Griff seen him right now then he would have made some joke or just stood grinning like a cheshire cat in the corner. Thankfully he wasn't there and that was enough for Lucan. He knew that one day she would have to meet his dysfunctional family - he'd rather her meet his Uncle Allard first, purely because he wasn't as nuts about marriage and heirs as his father, and again Griff wouldn't be there to say anything sardonic. When the time came, then he would allow her to meet his brother, but for now his uncle would do just fine.

WAIT...YES?

Did she just say yes? or was he actually hearing it all wrong? She had said yes? Ok he had to make sure, but then again she was now saying that she would and had said it louder. Oh...my...goodness... She was going to be his wife, he was going to be her husband...

It looked as though she was going to have to put up with him far more now. He looked up at her and smiled as she turned red, taking the ring and slipping it on her finger gently. He was still in a daze that she'd accepted, whereas she herself looked like she had her head in the clouds.

"Are you alright?" he grinned and finally rose from his position on the floor.

Muse Song: Florence and the Machine - Spectrum
Notes: I LOVE the pic

[Lady Camila of Faintree]

Cam felt like a blubbering idiot as small tears gathered at the edge of her lids and her breathing became uneven in a sort of hysterical joy and shock as he slipped the ring onto her finger. This was it. She was engaged! Something she had never truly thought would have happened to her in the past. Clearly, Lucan was very willing to put up with her for the rest of their lives and it amazed her how much she loved him at that very moment.

Her free hand went to her chest in a sort of silent gasp as she really looked at the hand he still held as he started to stand up again. She liked it like that; with a ring. A ring he had placed upon her finger. She was his, truly his and she was over joyed.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

Camila looked up at him and smiled lovingly at him before she gave him a nod. "I'm more than alright," she laughed lightly, "you've just made me the happiest woman in the World even when only moments ago I felt so weak." She lightly shook her head causing those tears of joy to fall off the edge. How could she have gotten so lucky to have seen him in the crowd that night?

"I love you."

[lucan]

Oh dear, she was crying again - he quickly managed to find something to dry her tears on in his pocket and passed it to her. "If you carry on crying you'll cause a flood" he chuckled and pulled her in close to him, kissing her gently, "I know - the thought of spending the rest of your life with me is an awful thought, but honestly im not that bad".

"you've just made me the happiest woman in the World even when only moments ago I felt so weak." he caressed her cheek softly with his thumb and shook his head at this. As if she was weak? She was the strongest woman he knew. "Don't say that, everyone's been shaken by what has happened. You just need time to heal."

There went the tears again. He smiled and shook his head at how emotional just four words could make her, on top of everything she'd been through. Lucan wanted to make her smile again, and he was glad that she could finally do so. He knew his father would agree of the match. He'd already written and asked Lucan when he was going to finally meet her. Hopefully Corneous would get along with Sir Aaron - they seemed both the types that were on the same wavelength.

He had no idea why on earth she chose to put up with him, but he was glad of that night at Morgana's return feast. It had brought them together, and had given him something that he'd never thought he'd ever have. "I love you more" he told her gently, "no matter where I am or how many times you say that..." he paused before beginning again...

"I will always love you more Camila."

[Lady Camila of Faintree]

"If you carry on crying you'll cause a flood" Camila laughed lightly as she took the handkerchief from him and started to dab her eyes before he kissed her. It was so quick and gentle but it was intense. She would never get used to how he made her feel, in a good way.

Lucan stroked her cheek with his finger and Cam couldn't believe that no matter how many times he did this, no matter when, she always blushed. "Don't say that, everyone's been shaken by what has happened. You just need time to heal." "I know I will heal, I already have done a great deal of it physically." She stated. "But with you, right now, I'm doing far better than I was this morning." Luc was how she would heal, she knew it.

"I will always love you more Camila." She smiled up at him, giving his hand a squeeze before she stretched up to kiss him softly. She was definitely feeling bolder.

"I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you." She told him.

[lucan]

Lucan smiled gently, glad that he was actually helping her to heal in some way. He couldn't bear to imagine what it had been like for her, yes he had been through it himself but for Camila, a woman who had never hurt anyone she did not deserve it. He was a little surprised when she actually kissed him again, becoming a little braver and bolder in herself . "I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you." Lucan gave her a knowing look, "you won't be saying that when you meet my family"

He could just imagine the amount of carnage that Cait and Griff would cause. He wasn't even going to get started on his father and Elaine. Only Allard was the one who would be carrying the Aubert torch for what it was worth. Lucan gave a small smirk, "I want you to meet my Uncle Allard before my Father and brother - purely because my Uncle is the only sensible one out of the three of them." he told her, "Then if that all goes without a hitch, I want you to meet my father and brother." He dreaded having Corneous and Griff in the same room together again, he could sense another argument brewing already, and the pair didn't even know of his engagement.

"So i'll warn you now...the Auberts aren't exactly the closest of families, but I'm hoping to change that when I marry you, perhaps then my father and brother will actually last in the same room for five minutes without biting one another's heads off." he gave her a smirk, "Are you up for the challenge?"

[Lady Camila of Faintree]

"you won't be saying that when you meet my family"

Camila laughed a little. "No matter how horrible they are, I don't have much of a choice, now do I?" She said holding up her ring clad hand. "You're stuck with me, whether you, or your family, like it or not." She joked lightly. It was so easy to be herself with Lucan, her brought back a side of her that she had thought to be lost forever now. This was definitely the the right choice.

"I look forward to meeting him, then." She mused. It was almost unimaginable to think that anyone could have a sensible family. Camila knew that her family was a disaster on its own level. She couldn't imagine how different Luc's family had to be for him to warn her so much.

"I'm positive, I can take them." She wasn't afraid of his family, she would deal with them one way or an other.

[lucan]

"You're stuck with me, whether you, or your family, like it or not."He smirked at her, oh she was definatly going to be the one wearing the trousers in this marriage. Lucan could tell that even when he'd first met her. With one hand placed delicatly on her hip, he pulled her in close to him - giving her a gentle kiss on the lips. "Well once they meet you, they will defiantly know why I decided to make you the future Lady Aubert". And not forgetting the future Dutchess of Glouchedon. Wow! That sounded grand!

At least he could rely on Allard to keep a certain amount of control over the first meeting. His uncle didn't get out as much as he should and so therefore he would be very grateful of the company. "He's been waiting to meet you ever since I first spoke to him about you" Lucan admitted, "I think he picked up early that I wanted to marry you." His uncle could read him like a book, so Lucan couldn't exactly hide any feelings from him.

He was glad that she was determind to go through a meeting with his family. Then again this was Camila. She'd give Griff a run for his money in the comebacks department - that he was certain of.
Lucan could still hear some movement from outside the door and turned to Camila. "I'm guessing that's either your mother waiting to come in, or your father waiting to speak with me." Or it could be both together? Lucan was unsure, but figured it could possibly be Lady Eloise waiting for the outcome of their meeting.

"Dare I open the door?" he said, walking towards it and looking back at Cam with a daring expression.

[Lady Camila of Faintree]

It was just a small touch, nothing much. Just his hand on her hip and a shock ran through her body. He was so delicate with her, the way he touched her, pulled her closer to him and how he kissed her. He made her feel so feminine. She felt safe with him. She was defiantly marrying the right man.

"Well once they meet you, they will defiantly know why I decided to make you the future Lady Aubert" This made her smile. Lady Camila Aubert. It had a very nice ring to it. Cam smiled up at her now fiance. She couldn't wait to be able to refer to him as that, even less calling him her husband. Oh the thought of him actually being her husband... her actually being his wife... it was exciting!

"He's been waiting to meet you ever since I first spoke to him about you" Lucan told her. "I think he picked up early that I wanted to marry you." Camila smiled and couldn't help but blush a little at this. "Well, your uncle should have told you to marry me earlier then." It had made her insanely happy.

"I don't really want you to open it, but I guess you can." She sighed a little. She walked up next to him at the door and laced her arm into his. "But you're staying for supper. Alright?" She hadn't seen him since before Morgana's take over and she wasn't going to let him go so quickly.