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    “My lady, um, the laces are not going to reach,” گلبہار, گل داؤدی says, dropping her hands while Guinevere sighs.
    “This is the third gown!”
    “Well, آپ are with child,” the maid says.
    “Yes, but should my gowns be too tight already?”
    “Each pregnancy is different, my lady,” گلبہار, گل داؤدی says tactfully.
    “And how would آپ know?” Gwen shoots over her shoulder.
    “Just what I hear,” she says sheepishly, taking the gown...

This is the frist fanfiction I have written. I hope آپ enjoy it.

DISCLAIMER:I do not own Merlin. Oh dear well at least I can dream
THE STORM

     It was raining hard. Storm clouds rolled across the sky sending darkness everywhere. Large raindrops slashing on to the window sending thick streaks down the glass. Lightening flashes across the sky, followed a سیکنڈ later سے طرف کی a clap of thunder, so loud she was sure the greek gods had sent it. There was no point denying it. No point at all. She could stay awake all night, watching the storm outside but she knew it would be no good....

*Beauty and the Beast*
Gwen: I saw what آپ did earlier. The people owe آپ a debt of gratitude.
Arthur: The people owe me nothing. My father is still going to impose the tax.
Gwen: Will he not be persuaded?
Arthur: Not سے طرف کی me. He can't stand the sight of me.
Gwen: That's not true. The King loves you.
Arthur: آپ should have heard the way he spoke to me.
Gwen: I'm sure he was angry but you're still his son. Everyone appreciates what آپ did. They know آپ tried and they won't forget that.
Arthur: Maybe he's right. One دن I will be the King of Camelot. I cannot be a friend to the people as well as their...