As promised, Gwen wakes up. Arthur confesses what he's been up to. Just post 5x03.
“Guinevere,” Arthur breathes when Guinevere’s eyes open. He had insisted that she be moved back to their chambers once the danger was over. He’s been keeping vigil in a rather uncomfortable chair beside their বিছানা all night and well into the morning.
“What happened?” she asks, coughing, sitting up some. The coughing combined with the slight hoarseness of her voice gives him a pang in his stomach.
Arthur looks unbelievably contrite. He looks down, then away.
“Arthur. What. Did. You. Do?”
He sighs and tells her, sheepish, embarrassed. He tells her everything.
“I see,” she says, looking down. She coughs delicately into a handkerchief she’d been clutching as she listened.
“It was weak of me, Guinevere, I know. I was missing him so much, feeling the sting of his loss. Inconvenient timing. I… I just feel so alone sometimes…”
Her head turns sharply towards him, stung. “I see,” she repeats tersely looking down into her lap now, her fingers picking at the edges of the handkerchief.
“What? Oh… I… I didn’t mean… Guinevere, আপনি know how much I প্রণয় you, how much আপনি mean to me.”
“And yet আপনি feel alone.”
“I didn’t mean it that way. I know আপনি are always here for me and your counsel is আরো valuable to me than any other’s.”
She still looks at her hands.
“I simply mean that I sometimes miss my father’s guidance. Well, I used to miss it. Before… before I knew…”
“Before আপনি knew that he really was a tyrant?” she asks quietly. “I’m sorry, Arthur, and I know it pains আপনি to hear this, but,” she pauses, catching her breath, coughing again into her handkerchief, “but he valued nothing আরো than his power.”
“I know that now. His power, this kingdom. Being feared. All শীর্ষ of his list. Above me, even. I… I told him what a great কুইন আপনি are. How wise আপনি are. That I would rather not rule than rule alone. My words fell on deaf ears.”
“Thank আপনি for saying them all the same,” she whispers. “I’m sorry আপনি had to find out this way.”
“I’m glad that I know, now, though. I no longer feel his shadow looming over me. I’m only sorry that আপনি once again had to suffer at his hand. Even from beyond the grave.”
She gives him a sideways look.
“Yes, I know it’s really my fault!” he huffs, tears hovering at the corners of his eyes. “But in my defense, Gaius never told me not to look back!”
“Gaius told আপনি not to use it at all!” she says, rather sharply, and coughs again.
“I’m so sorry, Guinevere. If… if আপনি had died… if he had succeeded… my soul would have died along with you,” he says, reaching for her hand, a few tears rolling down his cheeks now.
“He tried to kill Percival as well,” he adds, pressing her fingers into his cheek, স্নেহ চুম্বন them.
“Really? Surprised he didn’t go after Elyan,” she মতামত dryly. “Why Percival?”
“Commoner knight,” Arthur shrugs, still toying with her fingers. “Also, he was alone in the armory. My father may be dead, but he’s not stupid enough to attack a room full of knights, even as a ghost. He flung an axe at Percival.”
Gwen actually chuckles. “It’ll take a great deal আরো than that to take him down.”
“Got his arm fairly good, but he’ll be fine. As will you,” he squeezes her hand. “I rather think he was about to do Merlin in as well before I sent him back.”
“Probably would do, প্রদত্ত the chance,” Gwen says. “He knows how important Merlin is to you.”
“He knows how important আপনি are to me.”
“Which is exactly why he attacked me,” she says. “His pride is only surpassed দ্বারা his ignorance, Arthur. The concept of a serving girl on the সিংহাসন is not one he can even fathom.” She coughs again. Too much talking.
“I would have hoped that your gentle care of him in his final days would have softened his opinion of you,” Arthur says.
“He hardly knew where he was অথবা who I was most of the time,” she reminds him.
“I know.”
“I’m sorry, Guinevere,” he repeats. “I… One of the things my father criticized me for was the fact that I listen to other people’s opinions. I rather think I need to do that আরো often, actually.”
“As long as আপনি listen to the correct people, Arthur.”
“You,” he strokes the back of her hand with his thumb. “Gaius.”
“Merlin,” she adds, looking at him knowingly.
“Perhaps. Occasionally he says things that make sense.”
“Arthur…”
“Yes, I know.”
He releases her hand to stroke her cheek. She unsuccessfully tries to hold in a cough.
“Is that from the smoke?”
She nods. He drops his head. “Will it last very long?”
“You’ll have to ask Gaius. My lungs are trying to expel the smoke I inhaled. I don’t know how long I was there before Merlin found me.”
Merlin found her. I should have been the one to find her.
“Arthur?”
He lifts his head.
“Where is this horn now?”
He points across her to the bedside stand, the drawers where he keeps important things stowed.
She scoots over and opens a drawer, then another. Finding it, she withdraws the horn and looks at it.
“It is beautiful,” she allows.
“Guinevere, what…?” Arthur asks, surprised, when she swings her feet down on the opposite side of the bed, slipping them into some small leather slippers.
Saying nothing, she opens another drawer and pulls out a ring full of keys.
“What are আপনি doing? আপনি should stay in bed.”
“Except for the cough and a slight headache, I feel fine, Arthur. I’m taking this to the vaults,” she declares, putting on her dressing গাউন, gown now.
He follows her to the door, and she stops halfway there, turning. “Where do আপনি think you’re going?”
“I’m going with you,” he says.
“You most certainly are not,” she declares, pushing him back with one palm on his chest. She removes her hand to block her cough again.
“What?”
“You heard me. If আপনি insist on an escort, I will ask my brother. No, better still, I will ask Percival.”
He stands there, stunned but understanding. “You don’t want me to know where you’re going to put it.”
She turns and strides the rest of the way to the door. Just before leaving, she looks at him over her shoulder. “Arthur, if আপনি ever get the urge to summon a dead parent, try your mother পরবর্তি time.”
Guinevere exits, and he hears her ask the guard outside about Percival’s whereabouts just as the door closes.
He sits heavily in his chair. My mother…
“Guinevere,” Arthur breathes when Guinevere’s eyes open. He had insisted that she be moved back to their chambers once the danger was over. He’s been keeping vigil in a rather uncomfortable chair beside their বিছানা all night and well into the morning.
“What happened?” she asks, coughing, sitting up some. The coughing combined with the slight hoarseness of her voice gives him a pang in his stomach.
Arthur looks unbelievably contrite. He looks down, then away.
“Arthur. What. Did. You. Do?”
He sighs and tells her, sheepish, embarrassed. He tells her everything.
“I see,” she says, looking down. She coughs delicately into a handkerchief she’d been clutching as she listened.
“It was weak of me, Guinevere, I know. I was missing him so much, feeling the sting of his loss. Inconvenient timing. I… I just feel so alone sometimes…”
Her head turns sharply towards him, stung. “I see,” she repeats tersely looking down into her lap now, her fingers picking at the edges of the handkerchief.
“What? Oh… I… I didn’t mean… Guinevere, আপনি know how much I প্রণয় you, how much আপনি mean to me.”
“And yet আপনি feel alone.”
“I didn’t mean it that way. I know আপনি are always here for me and your counsel is আরো valuable to me than any other’s.”
She still looks at her hands.
“I simply mean that I sometimes miss my father’s guidance. Well, I used to miss it. Before… before I knew…”
“Before আপনি knew that he really was a tyrant?” she asks quietly. “I’m sorry, Arthur, and I know it pains আপনি to hear this, but,” she pauses, catching her breath, coughing again into her handkerchief, “but he valued nothing আরো than his power.”
“I know that now. His power, this kingdom. Being feared. All শীর্ষ of his list. Above me, even. I… I told him what a great কুইন আপনি are. How wise আপনি are. That I would rather not rule than rule alone. My words fell on deaf ears.”
“Thank আপনি for saying them all the same,” she whispers. “I’m sorry আপনি had to find out this way.”
“I’m glad that I know, now, though. I no longer feel his shadow looming over me. I’m only sorry that আপনি once again had to suffer at his hand. Even from beyond the grave.”
She gives him a sideways look.
“Yes, I know it’s really my fault!” he huffs, tears hovering at the corners of his eyes. “But in my defense, Gaius never told me not to look back!”
“Gaius told আপনি not to use it at all!” she says, rather sharply, and coughs again.
“I’m so sorry, Guinevere. If… if আপনি had died… if he had succeeded… my soul would have died along with you,” he says, reaching for her hand, a few tears rolling down his cheeks now.
“He tried to kill Percival as well,” he adds, pressing her fingers into his cheek, স্নেহ চুম্বন them.
“Really? Surprised he didn’t go after Elyan,” she মতামত dryly. “Why Percival?”
“Commoner knight,” Arthur shrugs, still toying with her fingers. “Also, he was alone in the armory. My father may be dead, but he’s not stupid enough to attack a room full of knights, even as a ghost. He flung an axe at Percival.”
Gwen actually chuckles. “It’ll take a great deal আরো than that to take him down.”
“Got his arm fairly good, but he’ll be fine. As will you,” he squeezes her hand. “I rather think he was about to do Merlin in as well before I sent him back.”
“Probably would do, প্রদত্ত the chance,” Gwen says. “He knows how important Merlin is to you.”
“He knows how important আপনি are to me.”
“Which is exactly why he attacked me,” she says. “His pride is only surpassed দ্বারা his ignorance, Arthur. The concept of a serving girl on the সিংহাসন is not one he can even fathom.” She coughs again. Too much talking.
“I would have hoped that your gentle care of him in his final days would have softened his opinion of you,” Arthur says.
“He hardly knew where he was অথবা who I was most of the time,” she reminds him.
“I know.”
“I’m sorry, Guinevere,” he repeats. “I… One of the things my father criticized me for was the fact that I listen to other people’s opinions. I rather think I need to do that আরো often, actually.”
“As long as আপনি listen to the correct people, Arthur.”
“You,” he strokes the back of her hand with his thumb. “Gaius.”
“Merlin,” she adds, looking at him knowingly.
“Perhaps. Occasionally he says things that make sense.”
“Arthur…”
“Yes, I know.”
He releases her hand to stroke her cheek. She unsuccessfully tries to hold in a cough.
“Is that from the smoke?”
She nods. He drops his head. “Will it last very long?”
“You’ll have to ask Gaius. My lungs are trying to expel the smoke I inhaled. I don’t know how long I was there before Merlin found me.”
Merlin found her. I should have been the one to find her.
“Arthur?”
He lifts his head.
“Where is this horn now?”
He points across her to the bedside stand, the drawers where he keeps important things stowed.
She scoots over and opens a drawer, then another. Finding it, she withdraws the horn and looks at it.
“It is beautiful,” she allows.
“Guinevere, what…?” Arthur asks, surprised, when she swings her feet down on the opposite side of the bed, slipping them into some small leather slippers.
Saying nothing, she opens another drawer and pulls out a ring full of keys.
“What are আপনি doing? আপনি should stay in bed.”
“Except for the cough and a slight headache, I feel fine, Arthur. I’m taking this to the vaults,” she declares, putting on her dressing গাউন, gown now.
He follows her to the door, and she stops halfway there, turning. “Where do আপনি think you’re going?”
“I’m going with you,” he says.
“You most certainly are not,” she declares, pushing him back with one palm on his chest. She removes her hand to block her cough again.
“What?”
“You heard me. If আপনি insist on an escort, I will ask my brother. No, better still, I will ask Percival.”
He stands there, stunned but understanding. “You don’t want me to know where you’re going to put it.”
She turns and strides the rest of the way to the door. Just before leaving, she looks at him over her shoulder. “Arthur, if আপনি ever get the urge to summon a dead parent, try your mother পরবর্তি time.”
Guinevere exits, and he hears her ask the guard outside about Percival’s whereabouts just as the door closes.
He sits heavily in his chair. My mother…