Merlin - Arthur & Gwen - Blue

So this is my post-s5 Arwen fic. It is Arwen, though it takes place after season 5, I promise.


    When Gaius told her, she felt a flurry of emotions. Shock. Joy. Sadness. Anger. Fear.
    Guinevere, Queen of Camelot, was with child.
    Shock, because they had been trying for over three years with no results. She was beginning to fear that she was barren.
    Joy, because she had something of Arthur left within her, something good and innocent and pure that would carry on his legacy.
    Sadness,...

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-Finale-

    The گھنٹہ comes at last, after Arthur cursing the sun, swearing it is moving the wrong way, changing his trousers three times, and forgetting how to fasten his belt.
    He stands at the front of the great hall, Geoffrey at hand, still and calm as always. His presence should have a calming effect on Arthur, but instead it only serves to annoy him.
    “Any منٹ now, Sire,” Merlin says, stepping up to straighten Arthur’s جیکٹ and otherwise check that he looks perfect on the outside, even if he is trying...