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Post by cherryblossom131 on Jan 9, 2012 15:05:24 GMT -5
Elyan took Arthur's arm and shook it, with a swift nod of his head. "And please, call me Arthur. For we stand was equals; as brothers." "Indeed we are now, all of us. I will never be able to fathom how a man could be so brave and honourable, it will be a pleaure to stand in battle beside you." He put his arm down and smiled. The words Arthur had said warmed Elyan's heart to the core. He knew at that point that whatever happened tomorrow it would be legendary. The Prince and his knights who were noble of heart rather than blood ride out to save the most noble of Kingdom's, her grace, Camelot. It would be just like all the stories he had ever heard, but this time he would be one of the brave knights.
Elyan decided not to think of the mortality tomorrow will most probably bring. It would do no one any good if he moped around thinking about his almost certain death. Had his sisters never ending hope in every situation no matter how seemingly hopeless, taught him nothing? No, he had to have hope for tomorrow, if not for himself then at least for her. He could see every time he looked at her, the worry in her eyes that she would lose him...again. He knew how naive it sounded, but he would live for her, so she'd never have to face that loss and the sorrow it always brought her ever again. He wasn't prepared to give up just yet.
"Have you eaten?" He was distraced from his thoughts at the question. "If not you should sit down with us and we should share a meal." Elyan hadn't thought about food for a long while, and his stomach decided to make a dying whale sound at that moment, just to remind him how long. He wasn't sure if he could eat, but looking into his sisters eyes, he couldn't deny her this. "That would be a wonderful idea, I am quite hungry." He smiled at her, deciding not to think of the fact that this could be his last meal. He still shuddered. He instead thought of how he was eating because he needed the strength for tomorrow. Strength to stay alive and fight for tomorrow's battle. Suddenly he did feel like eating.
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Jan 7, 2012 4:01:14 GMT -5
"You really do sound exactly like her," he knew it was just a tease, but Elyan still felt rather proud to be compared to his sister in that aspect. Gwen had always been good with words, so for Arthur to say that he sounded like her... "Thank you, Arthur, I'll take that as a compliment." It still felt slightly odd to call him by his first name but he knew he would get used to it... eventually. "And you and I both know that that is a great compliment," he said smiling.
Elyan frowned slightly when Arthur mentioned 'someone under such circumstances' referring to himself. But Elyan would not argue with him, especially after all they had achieved in the span of one conversation, which still surprised him. It seemed Arthur had made up his mind about being to blame for the recent events and Elyan knew that even if he tried he could not change it. He was sure his sister had already tried enough for the both of them. He just hoped that this wouldn't be something Arthur would carry around for the rest of his life, that is no way to live. Elyan knew that better than most.
"You don't need to thank me, forgivness or anything along those lines is a given in my family and if we are to be brothers, you needn't even ask for it." Elyan wanted Arthur to understand that. It had always been that way in his family for as long as Elyan could remember. His parents had taught him and his sister the importance of forgiveness, no matter how difficult it was to give it. Gwen had grasped the concept faster than Elyan of course, but Elyan was still aware of it. Elyan had needed his fair share of forgiveness in the past, so if he didn't offer it to Arthur, that would surely make him a hypocrite. "Seeing your immense love for my sister, I'm sure we will be brothers." That would never cease to unnerve him, the idea of his baby sister married, but at least it was to a man as honorable as Arthur. The little boy in him was dissapointed by the fact that he wouldn't get to threaten and beat up his sister's intended like he always wanted to. Elyan quickly shut him up.
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Jan 4, 2012 12:00:03 GMT -5
"I am truly blessed to have the greatest woman by my side as my wife." Elyan took a moment to look at Gwen, his beautiful little sister. He was so proud of her, she had done it! She had beaten all the odds stacked against her and she overcame all the trials she was put through. She had married the King even though she was a servant. Elyan knew that if anyone could go through everything Gwen did and come out as Queen, it was his sister. She deserved love more than anyone he knew, and he was just glad she finally got it. He noted the slight blush on her cheeks, she was still modest it seemed. "And the most honorable man by my side as my brother." He couldn't stop the grin that appeared on his face although he was certain he looked like a child who had gotten his favourite toy. He couldn't help it, it was a wonderful compliment that he was so honoured to receive from the King himself, although he was his brother now. When would he get used to that?
"The honour is all mine, brother." He delibrately used that term, just to try it out. He had never had an actual brother before, it had always been just him and Gwen. But if he could choose anyone to truly be his brother, it would be Arthur, and now...he was. "Speaking of being at the king's side . . . " Where was she going with this? "Many of the ladies today have asked me about my brother." Oh. Great! his sister was teasing him, he could tell. He cursed himself as he felt a blush on his cheeks. He wasn't going to let her get to him. "I'm sure they have, I am quite dashing aren't I?" He quickly tried to change the subject, and spoke to Arthur. "Good luck with Gwen, I'm sure you're going to need it." It was his turn to tease. He sincerely hoped they fell for the change in subject. But if his past with Gwen taught him anything, it was that she never gave up.
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Jan 3, 2012 13:29:43 GMT -5
"I would not call you anything remotely close to a coward." That warmed Elyan's heart, to be regarded like that by the Prince. The Prince who had fought battles and killed monsters on a very near daily basis, at least that's what his sister had told him. But seeing as she was in love with the man, it could have been a slight exaggeration. It still made him lift his head a bit higher. He was very grateful for the Prince's apology although he knew it wasn't really his fault. It was his father's, and his ridiculous laws. Elyan had no doubt about that, if the hate Elyan felt in his heart for the King was anything to go by. "Thank you, my lo...I mean Arthur. That means a lot coming from you." "Besides, the wrong doing was mine. It was my duty and responsibility to come to you." Elyan creased his eyebrows. "I think I can establish, after this conversation, that that is not true. You are not to blame for what happened. I know that I definitely don't blame you." He realised just then, how guilty Arthur must feel about what happened. It wasn't even his guilt or burden to carry. It made Elyan angry to think that the real man to blame probably didn't feel an ounce of guilt, while his son was heavily burdened with it. Elyan would never voice his thoughts of course. The King was still Arthur's father. It puzzeled him to no end how a man as cold-hearted as Uther could have raised such an honourable man. "I think my sister would agree with me when I say you shouldn't carry this around with you. It is not your burden to hold."((I'm really sorry it took so long to reply, I actually had no idea there was another page! HA! YOU ROCK TOO!  ))
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Jan 2, 2012 12:00:06 GMT -5
Elyan ignored Gwen's protests. "There could be bandits or monsters!" "That's the point, Gwen. What kind of quest would it be without bandits and monsters." Honestly! It was like she'd never been on a mighty quest before in her life! Well... neither had Elyan really. But he had plenty of practice in his room and he heard about many quests like this from his mother's stories. They would go through the forest, battle a few bandits, maybe a monster or two. Then they would finally reach the other side and retrieve the precious flowers that the cold-hearted king had so cruelly hidden from them. Gwen shouldn't doubt him for a moment, Elyan knew exactly what he was doing.
"Elyan I'm scared! I don't want to go in there!" How could he reassure her? He was doing it for her, after all. He was getting the flowers to make her happy, he was practically risking his life for her. "There's nothing to be scared of Gwen." He knew he wasn't scared, Elyan the mighty, he'd finally decided, wasn't scared of anything. "I'll protect you like I always do." He knew he meant it. He wasn't going to let her get hurt. He would never let a big ugly monster touch his sister.
He bent down and picked up two sticks...no swords. One was fairly large and the other was slightly smaller. He handed that one to Gwen. "Here, take this. It'll protect you from anything that tries to harm you." He gave it to her just in case she ever needed to battle with him. They were now both knights after all and knights needed swords. He took his first step into the forest and looked back at Gwen to see if she would follow. He needed her to watch his back. He hoped she would, they were now brothers in arms...well siblings in arms.
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Jan 1, 2012 12:40:49 GMT -5
Elyan wouldn't be lying if he said it was one of the best moments of his life. It was up there with the day his father taught him the skills of a blacksmith, when his mother finally allowed him his first sword and recently when he was reunited with his little sister. It was more than an honour to become a knight of Camelot, but it felt like more than that. He felt like he truly belonged there; something he had never before felt in his life. He felt like he was home and not in the sense of a building, but the people around him; they were his home. There were no words to describe how he felt the moment the sword had rested on his shoulders. It was an incredible feeling, indescribable. He did not care that he was probably only going to be a knight for only a day. He had already accepted the possibility of his death tomorrow. He would willingly die for the man that bestowed this honour upon him, for Uther was not his King, Arthur was. He served Arthur and he would until the day he died...
He stood by his sister, while Arthur spoke to each of the other men. He smiled as she fussed over his clothes, it was so Gwen. To be nervous that he would die tomorrow, but still making sure his shirt was straight. He lightly chuckled when she mentioned how he would've surpassed his father's expectations. "Thank you, Gwen; I probably wouldn't have survived life this long without you." He knew it sounded like a goodbye, but he had to say it; it was true. She had probably saved his backside in their youth more times than he could count. Elyan had always been good at getting into problems, Gwen was good at getting him out of them. She was the other part of him. His sister, but not his only family. For every person in the room was his brother now.
"Guinevère," he heard the prince approach. "Sir Elyan." When Arthur regarded him with his new title it filled him up with more pride and happiness than he thought it would. It was an extraordinary feeling. "My lord, it is an honour to be among you and the other men here." He used his title to express how much he respected Arthur. "I would gladly die for you tomorrow." He said it bluntly because there was no other way to say it. If Elyan had to sacrifice his own life for Arthur tomorrow, he would. He just thought it was important Arthur knew that.
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Jan 1, 2012 11:42:58 GMT -5
"Remember the rules!" Elyan heard his sister say. He smiled at that. It was so Gwen, he knew she hated breaking rules, but he didn't. "Rules are made to be broken, Gwen. You would do well to remeber that." Whenever his father gave him a rule to follow it was like he was asking him to just go out and break it. Elyan could never resist the temptation. So when his father told him not to leave Camelot under any circumstances, it was no different. And these were'nt any circumstances. They were on an important quest to discover the lost flowers of Camelot.
Elyan wasn't surprised that Gwen loved their new home, but he was slightly startled by her questions. The truth was, he didn't know how to answer her. Yes, he thought it was okay... but did he like it? The short answer was no, he didn't like it. Their old home felt like it had its own soul this one didn't. It was cold and soulless. But he couldn't tell her that, what kind of brother would that make him? "Yes Gwen, and I'm sure we'll stay here for a long time." He could hear the obvious lie in his voice and he wondered if she could tell. He hoped she couldn't, but he knew that his sister was strangely observant. He didn't want to stay in Camelot forever; he wanted to be free. He knew that couldn't happen here, but his father would never allow him to leave. Wasn't that another rule though?
He held Gwen's hand as they reached the forest. It didn't look quite as small as he thought it did when he saw back in the courtyard. And it did seem much eerier than before. He felt a chill run up his spine, like a warning to turn away; he almost did. But he then decided not to, because Elyan the great or Elyan the mighty, he hadn't decided yet, never turned away from a challenge. He was no coward, so he marched on.
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Jan 1, 2012 4:44:54 GMT -5
It was a surreal event. His sister was Queen! His baby sister was now the most important woman in the land. He couldn't begin to express how proud he felt. She looked so beautiful in her crown, it was like it belonged on her head for it fit her perfectly. He knew he'd never get used to this, seeing her in grand dresses like the princesses from the stories their mother told them as children. He knew Arthur and Gwen had waited a long time for this, and after everything they had been through together, Elyan truly thought they deserved it. They deserved all the happiness in the world.
Elyan was also acutely aware of the position his sister getting married to the King put him in. He had spoken to a few ladies, who never would have given him a second...well he knew he was quite dashing so maybe third glance before today. They were all very beautiful... very beautiful indeed. But after seeing the happiness his sister had...he wanted that, not to go off with some pretty girl with a head that might as well be filled with air. But he wasn't protesting at all, he was a man after all, so naturally he was attracted to many of them, and it didn't hurt to have a few conversations with them.
He watched as his sister came towards him and placed a kiss on his cheek. It stung slightly from the cut Morgana's men had so kindly left on his cheek. It was probably going to scar. He felt the little boy in him become slightly happier at the thought of an actual battle scar. "Hullo big brother," he heard her say, Arthur's hand now in hers. "May I offer my congratulations little sister," he said with the biggest grin on his face. "Congratulation to both of you, I would hug you now Gwen, if we weren't in such a crowded place." He then decided he didn't care and proceeded to sqeeze the air out of her. Earning them many looks from the crowd around them. When he left her, he looked over to her side. To the king...his brother in law. "I'd like to first and foremost welcome you to our family, if my father were here he'd say the same." Oh how he wished his father could witness this, he'd be so proud. "We are now finally brothers, in the truest sense of the word, Arthur."
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Jan 1, 2012 2:38:11 GMT -5
"You touched the castle?!" He looked at the sheepish smile on Gwen's face. "You know you're not supposed to. It doesn't belong to us, it belongs to the King." With that look on her face he couldn't stay angry at her. He knew he fell for it every time though. He had been increasingly nice to Gwen since their mothers death. He knew she didn't remember her the way Elyan did. But wasn't that worse? He didn't know what he'd do if his memories of his mother were taken away from him. He didn't want to think about it. He felt sad that Gwen didn't get a chance to really know her. But he thought that maybe he could give Gwen some really great memories. If anyone could give her an adventure, he could.
He knew Gwen liked flowers just like their motherand so far they hadn't seen any in Camelot. There was bound to be some somewhere though. He'd never admit it but he had loved the flowers his mother used to pick. In a very manly way of course. The house in Camelot just wasn't the same without the dozens of flowers covering the tables. He took Gwen's hand. "Come on," he whispered. "I know what we can do." He spotted a field just beyond a small forest. There had to be flowers there, Camelot couldn't be completely flowerless and he was sure that the great brave Elyan could make it past one small forest. Those scary trees were no match for him! And Gwen...well he could definitaly protect her from the scary monsters they were sure to face in their mighty quest to find the flowers that the King had hidden!
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Jan 1, 2012 1:45:11 GMT -5
Code: - YOU MARRY: George
- YOU ARE A: Dragonlord
- HOBBY: Scaring Morgana
- CHILDREN: Four
- KINK: Bradley James
- DEATH: Heartbreak
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Jan 1, 2012 1:22:41 GMT -5
Elyan smiled when Arthur called his heart strong. And smiled further when he added it was like his sister's. He knew that was a rather large comparison to make. Gwen's heart was much stronger than his. The fact that she has been through so much, stared into the face of death and still manages to start the day with a smile on her face. Her heart was very strong indeed. And he was no longer surprised that Arthur had noticed it. Elyan's heart was nothing compared to Gwen's, but he was happy with the gesture Arthur made. He held his head up higher, and his back straighter at the comment.
"And it is Arthur." Elyan wasn't sure if he would ever get used to the fact that eventually they would be brother's. A lowly blacksmith brother to the Prince. It was the next best thing after a handmaiden queen. "There is no need for formalities between us." "No, if we are to be brothers, there aren't indeed...Arthur." If you had told Elyan 5 years ago that he'd be on fiirst name basis with the Prince of Camelot, he would've laughed you out of his fathers forge. "I am glad with what we achieved today, I'm sure Gwen would be happy too." He wondered what Gwen would think after he told her about this conversation. Would she even believe him?!
"Thank you for coming. You are a brave man to seek me out. I would've been to much of a coward to come to you." He knew it was true, and Arthur needed to hear it if they were going to build their brotherhood on honesty. He might have eventually gone to him, but probably only after Gwen's incessent nagging and a couple of threats. His little sister could be very scary when she wanted to be and he had already made the mistake of not heeding her threats before. Let's just say it ended up in a very soaking wet, muddy Elyan.
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Dec 31, 2011 19:23:30 GMT -5
Elyan smiled when Arthur said he wanted to hear of his adventures and of how he admired his free heart. "Then you'll be pleased to know that I have been in many...let's say troubling situations in my travels. But it was all part of the experience." He had loved every minute of it even when he had had to sleep in a barn surrounded by pigs for reasons he wasn't quite proud of but made him chuckle slightly. "I'd love to share my stories with you, for I am sure with a life as a prince, you must have many adventures of your own." Gwen had told him of only some of what had happened in Camelot. And Elyan genuinly wanted to hear Arthur's stories, he always loved to listen to a good thrilling adventure story, which he was sure Arthur abundantly had. His mother had always told him stories like that when he was a young lad. Stories of damsels in distress who were always saved by young knights. He also fondly remebered when Gwen used to ask 'Why can't the knights be in distress, so the damsels can have a go at saving them?'
"Camelot welcomes you with open arms," he was glad of that. He felt more like he belonged now. "As do I," that remark warmed Elyan's heart more. Arthur was to be his brother eventually and he knew that they were on that path. He could see himself proudly standing beside him and his sister when the time came. When Arthur and Gwen wouldn't have to hide their relationship anymore. Elyan knew Gwen probably couldn't wait, although she'd probably feel guilty, for it would also mean Uther's death. And that would effect Arthur for a while. But Elyan had no doubt that Gwen would help him move on, when the time came. She was always good at knowing what to say.
"Well it is good to be home my lord, I must say I am glad we had this conversation." He was. It wasn't as bad as he thought it would be. "It has enlightened me. I can truthfully say that after this conversation I have grown a deeper respect for you." It was true. In the span of one morning Arthur had shown Elyan many things; his love for Gwen, his honesty, his good heart. Elyan was happy that they had managed to overcome this. For he had known that this conversation could have gone one way or another. He could have resented Arthur and vise versa, or they could have respected each other and carried to a road of brotherhood. He was glad they had chosen the latter.
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Dec 31, 2011 17:53:58 GMT -5
"Thank you Elyan. That means a great deal to me," he was glad of the sincerity of Arthur's voice. Elyan had truly meant what he said. His father would have seen the love Arthur had for his Gwen maybe even before Elyan did. Elyan had no doubt he would have approved, for Arthur with all of his flaws and all of his strengths made Gwen happy...really happy. Something that she had been lacking these past few years after losing so much. Elyan would always feel guilty for not being there for his sister when she needed him most, but he could not bring himself to regret leaving, no matter how selfish that made him seem. How could he regret what he experienced, it was everything he had hoped for and more, he had felt free in every sense of the word.
He nodded at Arthur's assurance that he would keep his word, although he didn't really need it. Arthur had already proven himself to be an honest man, but it was welcome all the same. Arthur was right of course though; a man was truly nothing without his word. His father was an honest man right up until the day he died, painfully so sometimes. But he had taught Elyan its importance, and that was a lesson Elyan treasured and practiced and admired among others, just like Arthur. "Does this mean you are staying?" Elyan was slightly startled at the question. It took him a moment to answer, not because he wasn't sure just because he didn't know exactly how to answer him. "I know that it would make Guinevère happy, to have her brother home and at her side." Elyan smiled at Arthur's attempt to convince him to stay, for he knew there was no need for it. Elyan was man enough to admit that he had been a very poor brother to Gwen these past few years. He had been blinded by his own selfish desires and had failed to notice that she had needed him. Elyan had learnt his lesson.
"Of course I shall stay, especially after what happened, I'd have to be heartless to leave her now. And I'm sure that in order to protect Gwen, I'd probably need to be here," he said smiling. "And I have also missed her so much, we have many things to catch up on and stories to tell each other," he added. It was true, he had yet to tell Gwen of his many adventures around the many kingdoms he had visited and Gwen still hadn't told him everything that had happened in Camelot in his absence. Oh how he had missed Camelot. She had become his home no matter how much he had wished to leave her he knew he'd eventually come back. For who could ever leave Camelot and not return to her. "Do not fret my lord, I shall be staying for a long while to come. If your kingdom will have me of course."
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Dec 31, 2011 7:04:17 GMT -5
"I can not promise you that my enemies will not try to harm her." As soon as his question left his lips, a part of him already knew the answer, but it still stung all the same. Arthur was the heir to the throne of Camelot, one of the greatest kingdoms in all the lands and Elyan had travelled most of them. So, of course he had enemies, if the stories Gwen told him of the last four years of his absence were anything to go by. "But I can promise you, that I will do everything in my power to protect her." Elyan knew Arthur was not lying when he answered him, and the fact that Arthur did not lie in the first place and say 'Yes, Gwen is perfectly safe' made Elyan respect him as a true man of his word.
"That I will do all within my human strength to take care of her. To make sure that she will not be put in harms way." There were not many in this world who Elyan truly respected on a deep level. There was his father, who showed great strength in the face of a great loss and decided not to become cold and soulless when a piece of his soul had died. There was his sister, who was the best person he knew, she was independent and kind and above all, so very forgiving which he was most grateful for. And now Arthur, a great man in every sense of the word, a man he could be proud to call his King. When he told him of the state of their situation, Elyan completely understood. It was safer for Gwen this way and that was all he wanted. He couldn't help but think how Gwen must feel at having to hide her feelings. Elyan had never known love like that but he could imagine it must hurt.
"It is a delicate situation, but know that I will not stop protecting her for one moment." The last few days had been a wake up call for both of them. Elyan was never going to allow what happened to happen again. "It is good to know that I won't be alone in protecting Gwen," he knew now that Arthur wouldn't either. "I'm sure that with both of us truly at her side now, she'll never have to face what she did again." He had hoped beyond hope that he and Arthur could be on good terms, at least for Gwen's sake. Now it seemed they could even be friends and with talks of marriage maybe even brothers? He held out his arm towards Arthur saying "Well then I guess it's about time I gave you my blessing...I'm sure my father would approve," he wished his father could have been there now. "He wanted above everything for Gwen to be happy. You seem to give her that; I hope you are a man of your word Arthur Pendragon."
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Dec 30, 2011 17:11:37 GMT -5
"Now that is something we can both agree on," that made Elyan chuckle slightly. "That no one will ever be good enough for Guinevère." It was comforting to know that Arthur thought so highly of his sister. It reassured him that Arthur treated Gwen the way she deserved. Elyan held a deep respect for Arthur since the rescue, and it only grew as this conversation went on. Arthur was constantly suprising him with every comment he made. This was the arrogant bully Elyan had occasionaly seen when he was a boy? No, Elyan truly meant what he said about Arthur being a good man. He had seen that, after Arthur had helped him and his sister escape Cenred.
Despite that, Elyan couldn't quiet the feeling in the pit of his stomach that told him Gwen was in danger. Elyan never wanted her to be in that kind of danger ever again. It was luck that saved her this time, he dreaded to think that they may not be so lucky next time. "I know I could have taken care of her better," Elyan didn't blame Arthur for what happened, he knew he could have taken care of her better too. He vowed he would from now on. He would finally be the brother Gwen desereved. Elyan had no doubt that Arthur would help him along the way.
"But I do plan to marry her one day." There he goes again, surprising him. He didn't make an effort to hide the look on his face or they way his eyebrows went up almost comically. He wanted to marry Gwen! He knew that was the general direction any serious relationship went. But the idea of his baby sister...getting married. He'd never really thought about. How would they manage that? Would they wait for Uther's death? If the last few days had taught them anything, it was that Uther wasn't particularly fond of the thought of his son with a servent.
"And I hope that I can prove myself a man remotely worthy of her." Arthur's worthiness of Gwen wasn't Elyan's problem now. He just wasn't sure if Gwen was safe with Arthur. "I have no doubt that you will prove to be a man worthy of her love," he knew Arthur was a brave and loyal; an ideal prince. "However the last few days have truly proven the danger Gwen is in by being with you. I just need you to answer me truthfully, will Gwen be safe...truly safe with you from now on?"
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Dec 30, 2011 15:07:34 GMT -5
"I do," the sureness of his voice crushed any doubts Elyan had about how Arthur felt about his sister. Elyan realised that if he had tried to stop their relationship he wouldn't have only had to fight Gwen, but Arthur too. "Our relationship has not been easy." Although Gwen hadn't delved into many details, she had told him of some of the trials their relationship had faced. Elyan had been more shocked at how long they had been together. That alone had been a sign that Gwen was more than a passing fancy to Arthur.
"I had tried to distance myself," this came as a slight shock to Elyan, but Gwen was always very vague when she spoke of her relationship with Arthur. Elyan had been thankful though, for he knew that he really didn't need to know any gross details. It made sense of course, that Arthur would distance himself. It was common knowledge that a servant couldn't get involved with even a noble! Who else but Gwen could capture the heart of a prince? "But I know, that I will never love another." Elyan made a note of the strength in his voice again, and was grateful for it. "I do not deny that our relationship is dangerous, and I wish with all my heart that she did not have to be put in such danger. But if I believed that she did not love me in return, I would have let her go a long time ago."
When Elyan looked at Arthur in that moment, he did not see a spoilt prince who expected whatever he wanted, he saw instead a man fighting for what he needed. He had to admire Arthur for that. "I see,... well then I must thank you for taking care of Gwen." The look in Arthur's eyes whenever he spoke of Gwen was so familiar to Elyan. He used to see it in his father's eyed when he was with his mother. That's what did it for Elyan. "You are a good man Arthur Pendragon, and although no one could ever be good enough for my sister... you seem to come dangerously close," he playfully grinned at Arthur. It seems this conversation was as bad as he thought it would be.
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Dec 30, 2011 7:43:22 GMT -5
"As I am sure it comes as no surprise to you, I came to discuss Guinevère." Here we go, this wasn't going to be easy. "No, my lord, it doesn't," How to continue? He truly didn't know what Arthur wanted from him. Forgivness... maybe his blessing? It should have been his fathers job, had he been alive. Guinevère had told him about what happened; making Elyan hate Uther in a way he hadn't thought possible. Now he was staring into the eyes of the son of the coward who killed his father and tainted his name. How was he supposed to feel? He knew he didn't hate the man. Elyan was not the kind judge people for things they hadn't done.
Gwen had been very vocal about how much Arthur helped her in his absence. It made him feel guilty of course, but Elyan would be a fool not to be grateful. He had seen a good man in Arthur who was so unlike his cold-hearted father. This man had done what he had been too selfish to do. He'd have to talk to Arthur about the taxes he'd been paying for them, but that was for another conversation. He already had one awkward conversation to deal with.
"I assume you want to discuss the past few days, my lord," He decided he'd just dive right in. "I must be honest, if I'd known before how dangerous your relationship would be with my sister, I would have ended it as soon as I'd found out." That was more of a half truth. He would have tried to end it, but Gwen would never have let him. "I see how Gwen loves you, but you must forgive my forwardness," he was really pushing it now. "Do you truly love my sister?"
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Dec 30, 2011 6:52:49 GMT -5
"Ungh," Elyan definitely felt something small run into him. On closer inspection he realised it was his little sister, Gwen. He felt so relieved but a little sore; he knew he was going to see a small Gwen shaped bruise on his stomach tomorrow. "Where were you?!" He looked into the direction she came and realised it was the castle. It was huge! Much bigger than he expected. It looked so grand and for fail of a better word, clean!
He thought of the royal family sitting in there doing... well royal things, like ordering people around and being arrogant and pompous while people waited on them hand and foot. He knew it was magnificent but he wouldn't want to live in the castle. The way he saw it, it looked almost like a prison. The big stone walls and metal bars for a gate; there were even gaurds surrounding the castle. No wonder nobles and royals were mean sometimes; they must feel so trapped in their 'grand' homes. No, Elyan would rather have nothing and be free, than have everything and be trapped like they were.
Speaking of gaurds, a man in chainmail began to walk towards them and the look on his face meant he wasn't coming to help them find their way home. "What have you done now, Gwen?"
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Dec 29, 2011 18:35:39 GMT -5
"Elyan! Elyan wait!" 11 year old Elyan was running through the market with his little sister Gwen in tow. "Come on, Gwen! Catch up!" His father had told him to go out and take Gwen with him while he worked in the forge. They had just moved to Camelot and while Gwen had taken a shine to it, Elyan certainly hadn't. He missed Cameliard dearly but it was probably more to do with him missing his mother. Her death rocked him to his very core and for Elyan to be taken away from the last place he saw her alive, killed him. Their house in Camelot didn't smell like her the way their old house did, it wasn't filled with flowers the way their old house was. It just wasn't a home the way their old house was. His mother always knew how to make a cold empty house a cosy home.
"Wait for me!" He heard the high voice of his sister, but it seemed further away than before. He loved his younger sister dearly, but did she have to be so slow?! Elyan didn't want to slow down for her, he loved feeling the wind on his face as he ran through the market. It made him feel free.
He turned around to make sure she was behind him and sure enough she was nowhere to be found "Great," he grumbled, "Father's going to kill me." He made his way back into the market, "Gwen! Where are you?" He knew or rather he hoped that if he called loud enough she'd eventually turn up. Otherwise his father would wring his neck and Elyan quite liked his neck.
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Post by cherryblossom131 on Dec 29, 2011 17:18:44 GMT -5
"Thank you," Elyan watched as Arthur stepped inside and looked around. It made him feel uncomfortable with Arthur scrutinising the forge, almost like he was critisising it or looking for faults. Nevertheless, Elyan was rather proud of the forge. He knew it could never be the same as when his father ran it, but maybe it could gain back some of its former glory. He loved working there, it made him feel closer to his father. This had always been common ground between them. They both appreciated the art of shaping a slab of metal into the beauty of a sword or armour or any other shape required of them. Although he would never tell anyone, not even Gwen, he'd sometimes speak to his father while working. Just telling him about his day sometimes or anything interesting that had happened. He'd tell himself it was to make up for all the lost time they had ever spent arguing.
"Seems you have got everything up and running again." So they were going to start with small talk and stall the inevitable conversation. Of course, how else to start an awkward conversation. "Yes, I've managed to get a good start." He honestly thought that at that moment he'd be able to slice through the awkward room with the still blunt sword he'd just started making.
"Is business good thus far?" This was becoming a little over the top, they couldn't stall this conversation forever. "Yes, I've had a few orders coming in from some of the nobles aswell. They seem to think I might have my fathers careful hands." That didn't mean he didn't wanted to. " Forgive me for asking, my lord; but I'm sure you didn't come all the way here to ask about the forge."
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