I Now Pronounce You... [Camila]

[lucan]

Despite rising at stupid o'clock in the morning to write to his father and uncle about the wedding the day before, Lucan felt wide awake, not knowing whether it was because all the fuss of the wedding had given him extra energy, or the fact that he hadn't really slept that night was the other. Either way he was sat in Allard's study writing about certain matters, before he would have to go off to training for the day. That would annoy Camila when she eventually woke up, he'd left her sleeping upstairs - not wanting to wake her. She looked perfect, and now she was his wife. That was what Lucan now had to see her as. Not his betrothed, not the girl he'd fallen for after being told she was a complete maneater, but his wife.

Lucan was just contemplating slamming his forehead against the desk out of disbelief when a servant appeared at the door. "Sorry for interrupting my lord, but I wondered if you wanted something to eat?" he asked. Lucan shook his head. "No thankyou Thomas, but thankyou for asking all the same." Thomas nodded and left Lucan to his own devices. It was now the Knight sat back in his chair and looked out of the window at the ever growing sun that was rising across the sky. He wished he had Griff here right now, some encouragement that he would not make the world's worst husband would be nice. Then again Griff's words of encouragement usually came in the form of a drink, along with some inappropriate 'advice'. Mind you, he wouldn't have been able to get through the day before without him.

Sealing the letter, he called Thomas back in and gave it to him. He knew that Allard would be the one to write back on behalf of his father - the words 'heir' would now dominate most of the content written in reply, no pressure at all... Lucan would indeed love a son, but already his father was doubting him and his future role within the estate - Lucan knew he wasn't getting any younger, and that time was ticking - tick tock...

He almost wished he hadn't been the first born, knowing the sacrifices he'd have to make just to ensure that his family name still lived on. That could all stop with him and Camila. What if they were unable to have children? Corenous would be even more disappointed in him then. He ran his hands down his face and rested his head back against the chair, closing his eyes. He should be contemplating getting ready soon, but a few more minutes to himself wouldn't do any harm. He was certainly going to need them.

Tagged: Lady Camila of Faintree (Totally an Aubert now )
Timeline: S3- S4 Gap
Setting: Allard's Estate, Early Morning
Notes: I don't do historical wedding writing so to be blunt, I now pronounce them man and wife, yay! Hope this is alright!

[Lady Camila of Faintree]

The previous day had been everything she had dreamed of. Camila's parents had spared no expense for her wedding day, yet it was still a small, elegant ceremony and reception. They had gotten married in a church in the Glouchedon area to be closer to the Aubert Estate where they had had their reception and Cam had worn the most extravagant dress she could have ever dreamed of. Lady Eloise, her mother, had sent out of a greatly renown tailor in the next Kingdom over and it had taken about two weeks for her dress to be made, Eloise had made sure that the tailor's attention be solely on her daughter's dress. Cam loved her mother, truly, but she really did try too hard. Has he dress taken a month, it would not have mattered, it had been hanging in her closet for another month afterwards. 

Now, she was Lady Camila Aubert and, while she was at it, she guessed, she was now the future Duchess of Glouchedon. Oh how the former sounded fantastic and the latter sounded important and slightly terrifying. But it wasn't for the names and the status that she married Lucan, she married him because she was madly in love with him. He was her everything. She did miss the incredibly shy side of him she had met back at Morgana's return celebration however she did see that she was far more shy now and he, far more brave. Perhaps it was from facing the harshness of Morgana's reign but Cam found they were somewhat better this way. 

When Camila woke up, she knew for sure that none of the wedding had been a dream for sue found herself in a room that was not her own. Well, she supposed it was considered so now. Looking over next to her, she found the bed to be empty and frowned. She didn't know what she had been expecting but she had at least hoped that Luc would have been there. 

Getting up was painful; Cam felt sore but had expect as much. Her mother hadn't missed out on tell her that, among other uncomfortable topics. But she put on a brave face and was not going to breathe a word of it to Luc about it; it wasn't something you spoke about, especially not to your husband, her mother had said. Besides, Camila didn't want Lucan to worry about her; the pain would ease. 

She found, after a short search if the room, a light morning gown to wear until she actually got dressed for the day later and slipped on some flat shoes before bushing her hair quickly and exiting the room. Camila wasn't familiar with the Aubert Estate, not in the slightest. Perhaps she should have paid some attention to it before. But whether or not she knew her way around the Estate wouldn't help her know where Lucan had gone off to. 

After a long time of walking through every and any corridor and hallway, Cam looked into a room and found him. "Lucan?" She said after a moment or hesitation, unsure of what he was doing. 

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[lucan]

Lucan had only dozed off for a few moments when he heard his name being called. Cam? Now she was up earlier than he expected. He opened his eyes sleepily and looked at her, getting up finally. He ran a hand through his hair and walked over to her, giving her a small kiss on the lips. "I didn't think you'd wake up until later" he smiled at her. Lucan was tired himself, but knew he had to be at the castle soon. He doubted that Cam would be impressed by this, but he wouldn't be long.

Obviously she was wondering what an earth he was doing dozing in the a chair during the early hours of the morning, instead of being in bed with her. In all honesty he would much prefer to be in bed, but duty called. "I was just writing a letter to my Uncle" he told her, "and then unfortunatly I have to go to training, but I will be back as soon as possible..." Cupping her face with his hands he gave her another kiss, "Then we can do whatever you want."

Lucan would try to spend as much time with his wife as possible, he hadn't married her just to let her stay at home all day bored out of her mind. He loved her dearly and was prepared to do anything to make her happy.

[Lady Camila of Faintree]

Lucan looked exhausted, why was he up? He should have stayed in bed, with her. Cam forced a little smiled when he kissed her only because she was still concerned about him. "Well, I looked over and saw that you were gone." She explained.

Camila was very upset about this. They had just gotten married and he had to go back to train the day right after? Cam didn't respond to him kissing her, she just looked at him. "Lucan, we just got married and you're going to train? You do that every other day. Why do you have to go today?" She took on of his hands off her face. "As far as I remember, more than half of the other knights were at our wedding or aware of it." She sighed. Heck, even Arthur Pendragon knew about the wedding! She really didn't want to sound ungrateful or anything, and she very well could have yelled all of this right in his face. But it wasn't Lucan's fault exactly, was it? Well, sort of.

What was she supposed to do with herself while he was gone? She supposed she could get a servant to put her things in order, now that she was Lucan's wife she would be staying with him so her things would have to be put away and organized properly. But even that didn't seem like enough to do in so little time...



(Cam and Arthur were good friends when they were little and stuff, so she would have invited him, obviously or at least told him about it. Didn't want to say that he came to it. )
((I know what she can do while he's gone, so I dunno if he's going to leave or not but I have the back up ))

[lucan]

Camila looked concerned for him, mostly at the fact that he hadn't been in bed. "I had to sort out some unresolved issues reguarding the estate, darn things have been keeping me awake at night." He told her. There had been no question that he'd been losing too many a night of sleep over his father's affairs, and it was only now that he could finally have a clear head about the whole thing

He knew that she wasn't going to like the idea of him training a day after their wedding, which was why he'd already written a message and was about to send it. The idea hadn't appealed to him, but he was waiting for Camila's reaction before even doing anything.

"Alright" he smiled, "I'll send a message and then we can do whatever you want today. How does that sound?" In all honesty, he wanted nothing more than to spend the day with his wife. "Now will you let me kiss you?" he put on his best puppy dog pout and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I do love you y'know Camila - I hope you know that."

[Lady Camila of Faintree]

Cam knew that there was a lot of stuff her husband had to take care of with his father and his Estate, among other important things. "I know." She sighed and looked around. "But the only thing that should be keeping you up at night is me." She said in a low tone. It wasn't something appropriate to say, she knew it, but it had to be said. Nobody should ever know she said that.

"Alright." She said, nodding before his next question made her grin a bit and nod again. Luc wrapped his arms around her waist sending a static feeling through her body that she didn't think would ever stop to happen each time he held her and she looked up at him, smiling. "I know you do. I love you too." Cam swept her fingers across his forehead, pushing aside his hair. "You know. I'm going to Camelot tomorrow to visit Arthur... I could ask him to let have some more time off from training, if you'd like? You'll have more time to sort things out with your father and the Estate, and you can spend more time with me. And sleeping." She told him, running her thumb under his eye. He looked really tired.

[lucan]

His brows raised at the comment that she had made, he certainly hadn't been expecting something like that from her - had he have been any more suprised then his jaw would have dropped all the way to the floor. He folded his arms and gave her a quizzical look, "Is that so?" the corner of his lips tugging into a smirk, "I'll hold you to that".

Thank goodness she was allowing him to finally kiss her. He would've gone mad if she'd have rejected him again. He held onto her tightly as she toyed with his hair and ran her thumb under his eye, "It's fine" he smiled, "Everything should be sorted now anyway, and anyway, i'll be able to spend time with you working or not." Placing a small kiss on her forehead, he trailed them down softly to the corner of her lips, "You are the most important person in my life and to be honest, I don't know what i'd do without you." By offering to speak to Arthur, Lucan knew that she was trying to do everything a good wife should, and he was thankful for that, knowing he had made the right choice in marrying her.

"Now, what would you like to do today?" he asked

[Lady Camila of Faintree]

Cam felt unbelievably embarrassed now. She really shouldn't have said that. It was highly inappropriate, and entirely unlady-like. Yes, she was a rather unusual lady but a lot had happened in her life since her days of teasing and tempting men. Even then, what she had said would have been unbelievably wrong to her as well. But... Luc was her husband. She didn't have to worry so much, right? It still felt wrong. Camila looked away, at the ground, when Lucan replied to her. She was just red with embarrassment.

When Lucan held her tighter, Cam did her best to hide any sign of pain. Luc didn't need to know she was sore, he'd go killing himself over it, thinking it's all his fault. Which was true but no matter what it was going to happen. No, Camila didn't need to him to worry about her. She wrapped her arms around the back of his neck before he started to trail kisses down her face, stopping at the corner of her lips just to tease her. It wasn't like her heart wasn't already beating fast enough, that he had to go and do that. "And I wouldn't know what to do without you, either." She smiled at him lovingly. He was so good to her, he was her world. She felt too lucky. "I will still go and see Arthur tomorrow, as planned, and we'll see if I ask him or not." She smirked a little. Arthur would be more than glad, for sure.

"Hm. Well, I think breakfast would be good. Then I'm going to change and I have something I want to show you later. Or tomorrow." She smiled and put her hand on his cheek. "But first, you still have to kiss me."

[lucan]

This was the first time that Camila appeared incrediably emabrassed about her conduct. She needn't be, after all it was natural and just the two of them without any prying eyes or ears. He lifted her chin so that he could make her look at him. With a gentle kiss on her nose he smirked a little more. "With talk like that it's a bit hard not to just carry you back upstairs right now and spend the whole day there." Now that, he could handle - well at least he thought he could.

Lucan was now mirroring her smirk at her next words, Camila sure knew how to play him and it was going to drive him to some sort of insanity sooner or later."Well then I will not argue with you about that." he told her.

"Hm. Well, I think breakfast would be good. Then I'm going to change and I have something I want to show you later. Or tomorrow." It was now he was beginning to wonder what this was, now she was demanding the kiss he'd asked of her earlier. "You..." he started, placing a small kiss on her lips, "Are a tease." he finished, resting her forehead gently on hers before cursing as Thomas appeared again.

"Apologies my lord," he shifted awkwardly as Lucan groaned with anoyance and broke away from his wife, "but I was just wondering whether yourself and her ladyship would like some breakfast now." Clearly Thomas was just as embarassed having to stand there and witness a display of affection between his master and his wife, but Lucan just nodded at this and smiled, "Of course Thomas, just let us know when it's ready."

"Yes my lord" Thomas replied before darting away as quickly as possible.

Turning back to Camila, Lucan brushed a few hairs from her face, "Now...where were we?"

[Lady Camila of Faintree]

Lucan raised her chin, forcing her to look at him. There was something about those eyes that always got her, even with the look he had in his eyes now. His comment didn't make her more embarrassed, surprisingly. It made her weak in the knees. She almost wanted him to just take her to their room right then. Lord knew he would.

She grinned, happy that she won this 'fight'. "No, you won't argue with me." She repeated, smirking a little now. "My dear old friend Arthur won't argue with me either." Cam said, poking his chest. Arthur was at their wedding, she was surprised he hadn't said anything then, but she was sure he would be more than understanding for any knight. But since Camila was going to ask him, she as sure she could get an extra week on top of the time he would give Lucan off. If not, she would have to pull out her best tricks, and he knew them all by now.

Camila smiled when he finally kissed her, even though it was a small kiss. She laughed lightly when he called her a tease, resting his forehead against hers. She opened her mouth to reply but Thomas walked into the room. Just like Lucan, Cam pulled away. But now she had reason to be embarrassed a bit. When he finally left, Lucan turned back to her. Cam put her hands on his chest and got very close to him, her lips just barely touching his. "Hm. I think you were saying that I was a tease, my love." She purred, running her hands up to his shoulders. If he was going to call her a tease, she would go ahead and be one.