Title: The Lord and the Lady's Maid Part 7
Character/s: original characters
Summary: Arthur brings Gwen to the inn.
Word Count: 557
Prompt: 380 "Yes My Lord"
Just before dawn, Arthur started to pack up.
Gwen sat up and looked around. "You're in a hurry. Why?"
"We lost time dealing with those bandits. We should be at the church getting the special license by now. I'll leave you at the Inn as soon as we get there and go get it."
"Wouldn't it be better if we went together? We could marry as soon as we received it."
"True but I thought you might want to freshen up first."
"Do I look that bedraggled?" Gwen looked down at her clothes. "Maybe I should put on a dress."
Arthur grinned. "As much as I've enjoyed that outfit, I do prefer you in a dress."
Gwen chuckled. "Yes, as do I." She got up and helped Arthur get everything onto the saddles.
When they were done arthur lifted her onto the horse and the rode for the inn at the edge of the city.
Arthur walked up to an old man once they were inside the inn. "Faraday, I need your best suite of rooms."
"My lord! I haven't seen you in a while. You didn't bring your cheeky manservant with you, I see. Good thing! Some of the boys are still smarting about his skill at dice."
"I have my bride to be with me." Arthur motioned towards Gwen. "We need hot baths and a meal."
"Yes, my lord." Faraday bowed to Gwen. "My lady, welcome to the Anchor and Sail. I'll have yours rooms ready in a few minutes. Take that table in the corner and Ill bring you some breakfast. My missus makes a fine spread." He bowed again hurried to the kitchen yelling orders as he went.
Arthur led Gwen over to the table and helped her with her chair before he sat down. "It's not much but Faraday is discreet."
"I never knew Merlin played dice. I doubt Morgana would have been happy about that." Gwen smiled.
"Merlin has many talents." Arthur grinned. "I won't be long. There's an archbishop that owes his patronage to my family. I believe he can be persuaded to give us a license."
"If not?" Gwen asked.
"Then we ride for Gretna Green and hope the archbishop doesn't send word to Father."
"It's a big risk. Maybe we should just go to Gretna Green instead."
"I would prefer to be married as soon as possible. I don't fancy telling your father I was alone with you for more nights without benefit of marriage. He's a blacksmith. I can only imagine what he would do to me to avenge your honor."
"He likes you, Arthur. He knows you will always take care in your treatment of me." Gwen reached across the table and took his hand. "Don't worry about my father. It's yours that will be trouble."
"I know." Arthur gave her hand a squeeze.
Faraday and his wife and a serving girl brought them food.
"My lord, the rooms are ready and we are heating the water." Faraday grinned. "My missus here put out some of her handmade soap for you, my lady. Lavender and verbena."
"Thank you." Gwen smiled at the innkeepers blushing wife. "That's very kind."
"T'was nothing, my lady." The little woman gave a quick curtsy and hurried back into the kitchen.
"She's shy." Faraday grinned. He bowed and left them to eat.