Character/s: Gwen, Arthur, Merlin
Summary: Gwen is disappointed by some news she receives, but Arthur cheers her.
Word Count: 479
Prompt: 357, Try Again
Author's Notes: :)
Gwen closed the door to Gaius’s chambers behind her and sighed. She slowly walked back to the royal chambers, hoping she wouldn’t break down before she made it there. Once inside her chambers, she walked over to the bed and sat down, going over again what Gaius had just told her.
Another month gone by, and she wasn’t with child. She’d tried to be stoic about it, but even she could hear the whispers of the ladies of the court. The queen could not produce an heir. What did that mean for the monarchy?
As tears began to fall, she thought about Arthur. About how disappointed he’d be. Again. He didn’t say as much, but she could tell he was. Every time she told him the news, he just smiled and held her close, like a supportive husband, and she appreciated that. She really did. But this was beginning to wear on her. She really wanted a child. A piece of tangible proof of their love for one another.
There was a knock on the door. She hurriedly wiped her eyes before Merlin came in with dinner. He sat it on the table then turned and looked at Gwen. “Is everything all right, my lady?” he asked.
“No, but it will be. Thank you, Merlin.”
Merlin frowned like he didn’t believe her, but didn’t comment on it. “Arthur’s on his way up. He just finished with the council.” With one last look, he turned and left the room.
Gwen got up and looked in the mirror. Her eyes were still a little red. She walked over to the bowl of water for washing and splashed her face. There, that felt a little better.
The door opened once again and Gwen turned to see Arthur stepping through. He smiled and walked over to her. “How did it go with Gaius? You saw him today, right?”
“Yes, and I’m afraid it’s not the news we were hoping for.”
Arthur’s face fell. “Oh no.” He pulled her into his arms and rubbed her back. “I’m so sorry, Guinevere.”
He held her like that for several minutes while tears ran silently down her cheeks. At last he stepped back, but took her face in his hands. He wiped away her tears and looked into her eyes. “You know I love you, no matter what?” She nodded. “It doesn’t matter what the court is saying or what they believe.” She opened her mouth to speak but he put a finger on it. “I love you and we’re going to make it through this. We can try again. And isn’t that the fun part?” She smiled. “There’s the smile I love.”
“Thank you,” Gwen said.
“You’re very welcome. Now, do you feel up to eating?”
“Then, my dear, dinner awaits.” He pulled out her chair and they both sat and began to enjoy dinner.