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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 24, 2019 15:44:45 GMT -5
 Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT When she moved his head to meet her gaze, he could hardly refuse. He knew it was cowardly to look away, yet the aversion was born of shame. The painful irony. Arthur never doubted the people he loved who and in actuality betrayed him -- Morgana, Agravaine -- yet the person he loved and the one he doubted, had not actually betrayed him. It was exhausting, to try and understand how those he shared blood with, hated him to such an extent to destroy any relationships he had strove to build. How that hatred had nearly destroyed everything.
He held her gaze as she spoke of how she wouldn't have blamed him for seeking happiness, that he deserved it. He disagreed with the latter. He didn't. Whatever he had done, and kept doing, was creating a lifetime of punishment. "I did not do it for happiness," he told her, wanting her to know that. To understand that. He had once thought that marrying Elena would make him miserable. And . . . he knew he could never love Mithian with his whole heart, despite how well they got along. He could never love her in the way he knew it possible to love someone.
"I did it to settle a dispute for land." The ancient lands of Nemeth. The alliance only for politics, rather than emotional bonds. Because, he had believed that as a king, such was his duty. That acting on his heart had done no good, for it had been broken. How wrong he was. "But it was not worth it," he continued to say. "I had forsaken them, if only to hold the hope that we would find our way to each other again." Not just physically, but more so, emotionally. He turned his head a little to place a light kiss in the palm of her hand that was on his cheek. "Ancient lands, this kingdom, it's worth nothing to me without you." Words he had said on the day, words he had once said to his father, and words he would forever stand by.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 24, 2019 15:34:56 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Once his shoes were properly off, he adjusted himself so that he could settle comfortably . . . on top of her. He felt her legs part to ease this position. And once again, it proved just how in sync they were. How they could speak without words. How, in tune their bodies, minds, and hearts were. He kissed her deeper, his chest pressed against hers as one hand pressed against the bed to brace himself so he wasn't completely on top of her to cause discomfort. Yet with how their bodies were pressed, he was starting to feel that physical need building. Growing. Aching. It had not been the first time his body craved her, yet this time . . . he did not have to turn himself away and regain composure.
This time, they could embrace their desires. Act upon them. He pressed his forehead against hers as he breathed against her lips, his own curling into a smile as she spoke of having seen him naked. "Yet, I have not seen you," he whispered in a teasing voice. He had thought of it, dreamed of it . . . and tonight, that dreamed became a reality. She began to lift her dress and his hand followed the trail, starting to glide her up bare leg and more of her became exposed.
Her skin felt softer than he ever could have imagined. His hand stopped at her thigh as he lowered his head to kiss along her neck, following the path of her shoulder until he reached the strap of her night dress. He used his lips to drag it over her shoulder, letting it fall over it to loosen while his hand finished the job of sliding the strap over and under her arm. He repeated the same on the other side, enjoying caressing her skin with both his lips and hands . . . as if he could not get enough.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 24, 2019 15:26:05 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur gave a nod to them, and was quite glad to see them smiling. To see that they were seemingly unaffected by this. Not that he ever doubted their loyalty, but seeing them embrace these changes was a relief. Besides, Arthur had a plan of what he wished to do. He would of course ask them first if it was something they wanted, and then he would have to do an abundance of research to find a loophole. If there was none, then he would break the traditions of knights. For he refused to serve Camelot without the support of his brothers. "They're good men," Arthur told her, glad to see that she was also getting along with them. "It was unsettling to see them on their knees bowing," he admitted. It was unsettling to see everyone bowing before him. They were all equals yet such a position did not indicate as such.
He tried to make his way through the crowd, getting stopped occasionally, one knight asked him where he was going and Arthur practically asked "Out?" Yet without protection, that did not seem to be wise. He didn't care. He just, needed a moment out of this room and couldn't explain his relief when they got to the doors that led to the hallway. Arthur finally let out a heavy breath, a strong exhalation as if he had been holding it in this entire time. Part of him wanted to remove the crown but he knew it was too late, for the weight of it would always remain. "Did everything go alright in there?" He asked her, wondering if everything was . . . normal. If this was how a typical coronation was meant to be, for he was far from a typical king. And, Arthur wasn't certain that was a good thing.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 24, 2019 13:41:48 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur wished he could tell her otherwise, but she was right. To an extent, they had not been ready to see each other. He knew that he had said things that he no longer felt now. Telling her that everything between them was gone. Telling Merlin that he would never trust Guinevère. Time had helped some, but it was circumstance that caused forgiveness. True forgiveness. "No," he said to her, not wanting her to doubt her bravery. "I had not exactly made Camelot feel welcome to you." He had banished her, on pain of death if she ever returned. But he knew that if she had, he could never actually punish her in such a way.
"I just . . . I wish knew, that you were out there. I would not have left you injured in the middle of the woods." He liked to think that he was not that heartless, and that he cared for her too deeply. "I would never see you harmed, Guinevère." Which was why he had to send her away. "All I wanted was a reason . . . and had I known magic was involved . . . " He would have explored it further. He should have. He knew that now. Yet his thoughts were ceased when Guinevère spoke of a princess. Arthur paused for a moment, gaze falling, jaw clenched for he was not proud of what he had done. How he had tried to move on so quickly. How he had brought Mithian here under the promise of marriage only to send her away.
"I thought . . . " His heart had been broken, and would never love again. He thought that his heart was a weakness and that he needed to use the strength of his mind. "It would have been for the best." For the best of the kingdom to marry a princess. Because, he could never truly love another. He had believed that he was not destined to marry for love after all. How wrong he had been. "I only hurt her in the end," he added, regretful for how he treated her. How he treated Guinevère. He had a horrible habit of this, as Elena also came to mind.
"It was a mistake. I knew I could not marry another. That I could never love another." That he had been willing to give up his ancient claims, publicly declaring that the kingdom was worth nothing to him without Guinevère. "And, Merlin knew my thoughts of it." Yet he had still said nothing . . . he still remained silent. Arthur had opened up to him and he mentioned nothing of Guinevère.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 24, 2019 13:32:25 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Her question made his heart swell with emotion and he immediately ceased any further action. How he had dreamed of this for so long. For it to be Guinevère than removed each article of clothing. The tender touch of the woman he loved. It would not be the first time his upper body was unclad before her, but it was the first time it would be under such circumstances. His hand moved from his jacket, and with each clasp she undid, he felt a weight lifted, as they moved closer and closer to the desired result. He took a slow breath when she pulled it off of him, letting it fall to the floor as he reached for his shirt. He was still, overwhelmed by what she ignited within him, Her kisses along his skin, and the shirt starting to be lifted to join his jacket and her dress. Which, soon enough it was as he lifted his arms to aid her with the task.
It broke the contact of their skin, but only for a brief moment. The barrier of his clothing that covered his upper half was gone, and it felt to be a relief . . . though there was still that underlying nervousness. Fortunately, it was not as strong as the desire or anticipation. With a smile forming on his lips he lowered himself a little, to scoop Guinevère in his arms for a moment as he set her gently on the bed, simultaneously joining her for as he lay her down, he now sat on the edge of it.
His lips went to hers, kissing her deeply as he enjoyed the feeling of her head upon the pillow, and her back against the bed that was once his . . . and now theirs. His hand went to the other side of her to brace himself as he was still sitting in an upright position, his feet touching the ground as he began to kick off his boots, while his mouth moved against hers, deepening the kiss, until he finally got his damn boots off. At which point, he adjust his position a little so that he hovered more above her, his lips not leaving hers for a single moment.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 24, 2019 13:23:37 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur stood there as the chanting continued, and hoped that soon enough, the chanting would stop and he could step down from this elevated position and be with the people once more. But . . . only half of that happened. The chanting eventually eased and then there was silence. Nothing but silence. All eyes were on him and there was an, expectancy in the air. He could feel it. Was he to make a speech? Was he to just step down? What was the protocol of being king?! What did one do on their coronation?! Wasn't this something that prince's were taught at a young age? He was not raised to make eloquent speeches and yet, everyone seemed to be just . . . staring at him. Waiting for him to give words of . . . what? Hope? He felt like he was going to be sick as his stomach turned, realization continuing to hit him like the weight of stones. Almost as hard as Morgana had stuck him.
The silence lingered and the people did not move. He could have sworn they weren't even blinking! Though perhaps that was more his nerves. He to Guinevère and the others again, trying to think of what he should say that would not make him a fool. And looking at her, he knew what the best course to take was. He knew, he had to speak from the heart, rather than offer practiced words and say only what the people wanted to hear. He needed to be sincere. Guinevère made him feel like he had a good heart, so now, he needed to earn the people's respect. It would take more than a few words, but at least this would be a start.
"I do not seek power," he began to say, knowing the contradiction because alas, here he was being crowned king. But, from what he heard of Uther and Morgana . . . power was a big part of their rule. It was why Arthur still refused to wear the Pendragon seal; why he refused the cape. "I . . . " He paused, voice slightly catching as he was trying to figure out what it was he sought. He eyed the crowd again, figuring he must sound utterly foolish and idiotic right now. Speak from the heart he kept reminding himself. "Seek only peace." That was all he had ever wanted.
"And it is my sincerest hope, that together, we can all achieve peace and prosperity in Camelot once more." Because this was not just about him. Surely, it wasn't. It was about each and every person in Camelot. He would need their help, no matter if they were a noble, knight, servant, civilian, or peasant. "We stand united," he added on, that same churning in his stomach only intensifying the longer he stood there. "For the love of Camelot." Arthur felt he was going to pass out but fortunately, thank goodness for Leon who belted out "For the love of Camelot!" The rest of the knights joined in and Arthur finally was able to breathe. Was it over?! Was it done? He certainly hoped so! And just to add to it's certainty, he descended the stairs and went straight to Guinevère and his brothers of heart.
"What happens now?" He practically mouthed to them, not daring speak it too loud, but before any answer, Leon extended his hand for Arthur to shake. Arthur returned the gesture, a small smile on his lips. The crowd was starting to mingle, and . . . well good! This meant that not everyone would be staring at him but . . . what else was expected of him during this ceremony? People were approaching him, wishing to meet their king and it was all a blur. But Arthur could not help fail to notice, the rank that majority of the people held.
He wanted to go outside. He wanted to be among the people that he had come from. His mother was a civilian, and he held more roots with that than with being a royal. He leaned towards Guinevère, speaking in a low voice. "Would you like to come outside with me?" He asked, knowing it was more of a favour to him. She was from here. This was her home. She would have a better understanding of the people here than he would and if he was to address them, he preferred doing it with her by his side.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 24, 2019 11:46:37 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Being able to kiss her in such a way felt exhilarating, to say the least. His lips grazing the soft skin that he had never touched before. Not in such intimate ways. And he wished to savour every single moment. Every single touch. Memorizing how it felt . . . how their first time would feel. His hands slowly moved along her sides, the fabric serving as a barrier between his hands and her skin. Yet, he had no complaints. He did not want to rush this. With how long they waited, he wished to build the moment. To let it linger. To let it truly be felt.
With his hands on her waist, he carefully turned her, his lips returning to hers to kiss her softly, as he began to step backward, gently prompting her to move back a little, until her legs touched the side of his bed. At that point, he ended the kiss but once more, kept his forehead against hers as, with the same gentleness, lowered her so that she was seated at the edge of the bed, his body moving with hers so that he too lowered his position until he was kneeling in front of her. One hand slid down her leg, over the fabric that still covered her and tucked ever so slightly under her dress, only to where the shoes she wore were. He placed light kisses over her skin, the corner of her mouth, her cheek, her jaw. His hand removed one shoe, setting it to the side before removing the other while his other hand, starting to open the first clasp of the coat he wore.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 24, 2019 11:39:12 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Intimidation didn't even begin to cover how Arthur felt right now. The doors opened and the room was filled with people. All eyes on him. Arthur hated being the centre of attention! And yet, he kept finding himself in situations where it was inevitable. And . . . this was just the start. He took in the sights, the Pendragon flags, the thrones that were in the front of the room. The man who held a crown. A crown for him. Arthur felt his heart beating so heavy in his chest he feared it would explode. He took a slow breath . . . and all he could do was start walking forward. Each step forward was one closer to the decision he had made. These were final moments to back out. His final chance to step away from all this. To leave with Guinevère and his friends. To be a blacksmith. Temptation was there, yet there was a draw. The same draw he felt when he was walking towards the sword in the stone. As if there was where he was meant to be. As if this was what his future was meant to be. His destiny.
So he stepped forward, trying not to look at the crowd, though trying to see the people he cared for in his peripheral vision. He didn't see them until he reached the front. Because they were right there. That certainly gave him strength, to know that he was not alone . . . in any of this. He knelt down in front of where the elder man held the crown, speaking words that Arthur never thought he'd ever hear. Hell, he didn't even think he would step foot inside the castle! A castle that was now meant to be his home. What did he even day in response? Yes? I do? I will? What was the proper response? It was now that he realized just how ill prepared he was for all this. He knew nothing of politics and regions and ruling! How was he going to do this? The panic was starting to set in, yet he made no show of it because there was also this overarching, calmness. A contradiction in itself, to experience both feelings at the same time. Yet, just like everything else that was happening and that he felt . . . he could not explain it.
"Will you solemnly promise and swear to govern the Peoples of Camelot according to their respective laws and customs?"
"I solemnly swear so to do."
"Will you to your power cause Law and Justice, in Mercy, to be executed in all your judgements?"
"I will."
"Then by the sacred laws vested in me, I crown you Arthur, King of Camelot!"
The responses had come out so naturally, and Arthur closed his eyes for a brief moment when he felt the crown upon his head. Fit perfectly, strangely perfectly. The weight of it felt yet left him unhindered. He opened his eyes and rose to his feet, slowly turning to face the crowd and actually look at them for the first time since stepping inside. It was then that he heard the familiar chant, spoken by a familiar face. "Long live the king!" And just like it had at the stone . . . the chant erupted through the hall. Arthur gazed around at the people. People who were now looking at him to rule, as if he had any knowledge on how to do so. Yet, as his eyes scanned the crowd, it rested upon one group of people. The people that would be his greatest strength. Looking at them, seeing their lips move with the chant . . . it felt unsettling. And encouraging all the same. He locked eyes with them, finding it easier to breathe to see them. To see her. |
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 24, 2019 11:28:55 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur thought back to that time, to what was happening when Helios and Morgana were in the planning stages -- unbeknown to him. Along with his uncle. The wound of his uncle's betrayal still hurt, and perhaps Morgana's. But it was something Arthur had learned to live with. What other choice was there? But . . . Merlin's lies now freshly felt, hurt. For he thought for a time, that Merlin was the one person who had never lied nor betrayed him. "He didn't tell me," Arthur said, thinking over everything . . . trying to process everything. "He tried to tell me of Agravaine's plans." Arthur hadn't believed him for there was no evidence.
Merlin had claimed his uncle had the siege plans but . . . they were right where they were supposed to be. Arthur should have been smarter. He should have thought that magic was involved. Just like he should have known with Lancelot and Guinevère. "I didn't believe him," Arthur added, an almost shame to his voice now knowing that the discovery had been made by Guinevère. "But, he did not tell me it came from you." Had there been a witness . . . had it been Guinevère, perhaps Arthur would have thought differently, despite whatever personal feelings of hurt he felt at the time. He had already acknowledged at that point that he still loved Guinevère, and could never be with another. "Had I known you were there and hurt . . . " He would have tried to help.
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ALRIGHT everyone I succumbed to peer pressure and got myself a Discord!! If anyone has it, feel free to add me and/or share your own here!!
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 23, 2019 23:02:28 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur took in her words, speaking of the softness of his touch and . . . he was quite relieved to hear she felt as such. But despite his years of training to be a knight, to wield a sword and so many other weapons . . . it felt so natural to find this drastic difference when it came to Guinevère. To find a softness, a calmness. A tenderness. He couldn't quite explain it, though he supposed it all just had to do with being in love. He briefly closed his eyes when he felt her lips on his skin, though opened them not too long after, for he didn't want to miss a moment of how she looked.
"Such a touch only ever reserved for you," he told her. Despite his, near marriages . . . it had never gone beyond that. It had never gotten to any intimate touches. And, he wanted her to know that. "For there is only you." Only she that he loved. Only she that he truly wanted to marry. A love born of desire and not force. Leaning forward his lips touched the side of her head, kissing her temple before realizing that his fingers had reached the last tie. He took a slow breath, the dress now hanging loosely over her.
His hands went to the shoulder of the garment and slowly began to pull it down before it fell of its own accord. Arthur could not resist moving his head back a little, eyes lingering over her to take in the sight of his wife, clad only in her slip. This was the most of Guinevère he had ever seen and the knowledge that he was going to see more . . . made that burning desire intensify. Embracing the moment and taking full advantage he lowered his head, lips caressing her bare shoulder as he created a trail of kisses along it, towards her neck.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 23, 2019 22:02:32 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur ceased all action when she broke the kiss, looking into his eyes, touching his cheek. The same soft expression reflected in his own gaze. Laden with love, affection . . . longing. This time, it was not a longing that they had felt for so many years. It was, desire. The awareness that this would soon turn into something more. As if she had read his mind, Guinevère assured him with her actions that she was ready. To, continue, as she moved back her hair, giving him easier access to the laces that bound her dress together.
It allowed him to filly pull out the first lace, his finger tips brushing against her skin that now peeked out between the garment. They then skimmed down to the next one, as Arthur continued to lock eyes with her. The need to feel more of her was building quickly, and he could feel that desire burning through him. So he kissed her again, the same emotion pouring into the kiss, though his hand not pulling out her second tie, went to her cheek, as his mouth moved against hers to deepen the embrace, slowly coaxing it open so that he could taste her. Once the second tie loosened, he went to the third, the ease of each one growing as there was less reluctance between each tie that came undone.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 23, 2019 21:28:55 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT He could feel more than see her touch, first on his hand, then tightened on his clothes. His eyes were closed, fully absorbing the seemingly perfect moment. The feeling of her lips moving against his as he parted his own to give her better access. Before the desire to taste more of her in return took over. Each kiss that they shared was special. But this one, held promise of more to come. Of uniting not only their hearts, but their bodies too. Every time before, was filled with constraints. Awareness that it could not go beyond anything but a kiss and arms held securely around each other. But now . . . this . . . would be more. Arthur's hands moved over Guinevère's slide, feeling the curves of her body as he breathed deeper into the kiss. Easing out of it, he pressed his forehead against hers, his lips brushed against her own. Eyes still closed, as if trying to accept the reality of this. That this was no dream. It was real. And that their forever, started now.
Savouring the moment and yet longing for more, one of Arthur's hands trailed to the back of her dress, gliding up the curves of her back before resting on one of the laces. The first one. Aware that it would be easier to remove her dress standing, rather than if they were against the bed. He opened his eyes, looking at her through heavy lids. His heart beating so heavy in his chest that he feared Guinevère would hear it. His eyes sought silent permission, as if to ask whether this was ok. Whether she was ready. Yet, they did not always need words to communicate. A mutual understanding often lingered between them, even if this was the first time they would be together in this way. So instead of words, he just closed whatever distance was between them in another kiss, this time, slightly deeper. Slightly more expressive of all he felt for her as his fingers ever so slowly held the end of one of her laces, and even more slowly, began to pull it.
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Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur watched her as she stepped further in the room, following her in as he closed the door behind him but just . . . watched her. Memorizing the expression she held on her face, and it warmed his heart to see her happiness. He longed for that: to make her happy. Now, gave him the chance to do so. For there was no more hiding, no more uncertainty. They were married. United. And Arthur would not take a single day -- a single moment of that -- for granted. He certainly hoped this night was everyone she dreamed of, and when she asked him to join her, he softly smiled, without an ounce of hesitation within him as he took the steps towards her.
That same nervous feeling came surfacing, and he did his best to make no show of it. After all the build up and anticipation, tonight was upon them. The, intimacy that would take place was upon them. The magnitude of it all was truly felt. Anticipated yes, but also . . . nerve wrecking. For, it was not as if Arthur had any experience with this before. He had never been so intimate with the woman he loved. Standing directly in front of her, Arthur reached up a hand to gently touch her cheek, caressing her soft skin with his thumb.
"You make such a beautiful bride," he praised. She always looked beautiful but today, he had seen her in a way he'd never seen her before. His hand slowly trailed from his cheek, down her shoulder and upper arm. His eyes fell to her lips, swallowing as he just looked at them before meeting her gaze once more. Leaning forward, before he lost the courage, he lightly kissed the corner of her mouth, brushing his own lips against it in a tender touch.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 23, 2019 20:19:48 GMT -5
for the love OF CAMELOT The griffin attacks were growing to be more intense, and Arthur was unsure what to do to stop it. He was expediting the training of potential knights, moving up their tests so that he could have a good solid group to better protect the kingdom against this threat. But, each person who fell victims to the griffin, was another failure on his part. He had just returned from a patrol, checking on an outlying village that he feared would be in the griffins path.
Most of them had sought refuge within the city, but Arthur knew this could not be a long term solution. They needed to find a way to stop this creature, and fast. Once returned, he was walking alongside his horse, leading it to the stables when he saw a woman, seeming to saddle up. He recognized her, though had not had many interactions with her in the past. Still. She seemed to be going somewhere and Arthur knew first hand that it was not safe out there. "Where are you going?" He asked. Many nobles in the surrounding estates had also sought refuge within the walls of the castle. He assumed that was what brought here yet, now he was curious as to what drew her out. Surely, it was not worth her life.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 23, 2019 20:14:42 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT It seemed impossible to stop smiling today, as she explained that she had no need to visit . . . that they had waited so long for this moment. It was true. Arthur was only too glad that in the years of promises he had made to her, he was now able to fulfil it. That her willingness to wait, would not be done in vain. That today, marked the first of many together. United, as husband and wife. After all they had been through to get here, he knew that every challenge, and every obstacle . . . was worth it. He slowed as they neared his door, arms opening when she stepped inside them as he closed his eyes to return the kiss, basking in the sensation it always provided her.
He could feel his heart beating with anticipation and . . . nervousness. Because she had waited for him. Chose him. And tonight, she would allow him the opportunity to express his love for her in ways they had never explored before. He only wished, he could do it justice. Easing out of the kiss he smiled, lips hovering close to hers. "I love you," he whispered, letting the moment linger before wanting to grant them the privacy of once his, now their chambers.
With another light touch of her lips, he pushed opened the door, allowing her to step in first. Around the room were candles, much like when he had decorated her home for his first proposal. And, knowing her love for flowers, rose petals sprinkled the floor, and some on the bed . . . along with a vine of flowers decorating the board on the foot of the bed along the outside base. Tonight was indeed special and he wanted everything to be perfect.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 23, 2019 19:39:00 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur smiled softly when she confirmed she was ready and linked her arm through his. He had already spoken to Merlin about taking the night -- and next morning -- off. Just in case the man wouldn't assume that he was unneeded at these times. Giving a few nods to those who bid them goodnight, Arthur was glad once they were out in the hallway so that they no longer had prying eyes, and knowing smiles from those who dared. Mainly one or two people that Arthur could assume would form such an expression.
Arthur was well aware of the traditions that were involved when it came to a newly wed king and queen. But, if there was one thing they were not . . . it was traditional. Still, he wanted to make sure she was . . . ready. Or alright with all this. "Did you, want to go to your chambers first?" She had been given quarters, though they both knew they would be sharing a room. Yet another broken tradition, and one Arthur was most glad for. She had however prepared in a separate room and he wanted to check and see if she wished to go there first before . . . going to his. It would give him some idea as to where to escort her now.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 22, 2019 23:13:03 GMT -5
"Save that for night then," Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur couldn't help the smile on his lips when s e said to save that for night. He was certainly going to remind her of her words later. But for now, he just moved with her as the music played . . . that is, until someone else cut in, wishing to have a dance with the queen. Arthur allowed his brother of heart to dance with her, taking a few steps back. He mingled with the crowd, enjoying the company of friends and family of heart. Until soon enough, the evening was reaching it's natural end. People were starting to retire for the night, as the hour was growing late.
Arthur was standing next to his wife, realizing that it would be a good time to make their leave. And . . . well, he -- and he supposed her and any others watching them -- knew what that meant. There was a slightly awkward feeling to that. Arthur had heard someone once tell him that in some kingdoms, the council would witness the act to ensure it was done. He shuddered at the horror of that. Fortunately, Camelot did not hold such . . . traditions. "Shall we?" He asked, offering his arm to her, showing that it was time and . . . well, wanting to make sure she was alright with that.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 22, 2019 22:20:57 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Born to pull the sword from the stone. "Perhaps," he said thoughtfully, but he could not fully believe it. He did not believe he was destined for greatness. How he managed to do what he did . . . he hadn't the faintest idea. But surely, a mere blacksmith was not meant for such things. "But I would not have been alive to make that choice had it not been for you," he added on, knowing that she had saved his life on more than one occasion. And he did not wish for her to minimize her role in all this. Arthur would have continued but Leon quickly rode up to him, saying that they were nearing the city. Arthur took a slow breath, the nerves returning as they drew closer. What would be waiting for him there? It seemed he was able to find out.
And it didn't take long to do so, for the city was rejoicing. Free from tyranny, and curious to see their new king. Arthur felt all eyes on him, and this time, he didn't have a sword to distract him. He just looked back at all the people, hearing that same daunting chant of Long live the king! echoing through the city. It made Arthur's heart beat heavier in his chest, until they reached the courtyard. It was at that point that he felt it was going to leap out of his chest. The others gathered, as Arthur just took in the sight of the castle, gazing up at it. The last time he was here, he had been sneaking around the dungeons to help free the knights. Now . . . he was expected to be king. Voices distracted him as elder men came out -- who Arthur presumed to be councilmen -- welcoming the new king.
Leon was also explaining things, but Arthur just felt everything spinning around him. He did as Guinevère suggested, telling them that they should make sure everything was secure and that he would inform them of his decision. A few of them looked confused -- as if this was something that Arthur needed to decide, but he used that excuse to sneak away, asking for a moment alone. Where he would go, Arthur hadn't the faintest clue. Anywhere he wouldn't be found, which landed him in a storage closet that he had found while wandering around the castle halls. He leaned against the wall with his eyes closed, trying to control the heavy beating of his heart. Trying to tell himself to calm down. Trying . . . to figure out what to do.
His mother had kept him away from all this, so not to corrupt him. But, had she wanted this for him? He knew the answer already for if she didn't . . . she never would have written that letter. She never would have left it for him to find. He knew that should be enough to make the decision, but . . . he was still uncertain. And yet . . . maybe there was no uncertainty. For if Arthur searched his heart, if he truly looked deep within it, he knew the answer. He knew the choice. There was never any choice. Every decision he had made, every encounter he had, every event that occurred . . . led him on this path. It was destined. And, one could not escape their own destiny.
Thus, the decision was made, and as soon as Arthur emerged from his secluded spot, he could feel every awaiting the answer. He told them, he would be king. They wasted no time. Ushering him to get ready for his coronation. Arthur still refused to wear a cape, but he was given fresh clothes and chainmail. He did not have too much time for once things were settled . . . the coronation was that evening. Everything seemed to happen in a flash, for one moment he was hiding in a closet . . . the next, he was standing before the now opened doors where a throne and crown awaited him.
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