Love Live The (Evil) Queen

[Guinevère]

Gwen watched her husband each his breakfast, and tried to figure out if he knew anything. Surely not. Morgana had been right before him for years and he hadn't seen her for what she was. The true heir right under his nose. Now he sat there quietly eating his food, and she knew something was off. She had to pretend to care. Smiling softly she commented on it, making sure her voice held some concern in it. "You've hardly touched your food." She observed, taking a bite and reaching for her wine class.

Arthur made an excuse, and claimed he had training with his men. Gwen knew he was hiding something. She knew him too well. Years of giving, and giving, and giving. Only to have her brother killed, and her true friend cast out of Camelot for rebelling against her father. Morgana was right. He ruled with weakness. If he loved the people they would thrive? His lack of control had led to Elyan in the tower alone and dead. His father had killed her father, and she'd let him touch her. She didn't understand how she had ever betrayed Morgana. Morgana had been right all along.

Walking to the window, she waited to see of he left the citadel, to see if he was really training. When he never appeared she pressed her lips together. Another lie. She needed to figure out what he was keeping from her, and get it safely to Morgana.

Arthur Pendragon