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It was washing day today.  It needs to be done but I cannot say that it is my favorite day of the week.  Some of the Lady Morgana's dresses are particularly difficult to wash.  All of the silk and fine cloth catches the dust and everything else; which reminds me my own home needs to be cleaned of the dust and grime.  I have been working more at the castle than usual, except for today.  Morgana gave me the evening off.
I am afraid I can no longer trust my Lady Morgana.  I fear she means great evil to us all and yet who could I possibly tell?  Breathing a word of my fears to the king would result in my head rolling on the ground.  I can tell no one but Gaius and Merlin, who have confirmed my fears.  I am terrified, and yet I can only think about the kindness she used to bestow upon me and Merlin.  She helped save his village and stood up for my father when he was accused of being a sorcerer; Morgana protected me when I was captured and we switched places for a time and I had no hope of being rescued.
That is where I met Lancelot for the second time.  To say I was surprised would be an understatement.  He saw me and did everything in his power to rescue me.  Anything I write of him would sound like a young girl's fancy.  He is someone that I could spend the rest of my life with.  Marry, have a child or two, and just live.  But he is not here.
Arthur is.
Everyday Lancelot is absent Prince Arthur….I cannot write it, even here on paper.  Such words written down give them power and it is much to forward of me to even think that something could ever happen between us.  I am frightened of these feelings—more than I am frightened of what Morgana has become.  That I cannot deny.  A face so handsome and a character so strong; who is not in admiration of him?  But it will never be.  It cannot be.
There is Merlin's knock.  He promised me a bought meal from the inn nearby.  He has such a kind heart and a good friend.  I don't know what I'd do without him.
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If Gwen Had a Journal.......by waterearthgoddess

Literature / Prose / Fiction / Science Fiction / Short Stories©2011-2014 waterearthgoddess
next installemnt of the If Merlin and Company Had a Journal........ series and I am loving it. Obviously, Gwen's view. :)
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GypsyBlaze Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
aw :D
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