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A/N: I left some things out, for reasons. i.e. the wedding, because Kim's fic "Wedding day" was so perfect, I would have wanted it excactly like she described it and wouldn't come up with anything equal let alone write it.
and gwen as the warrior Queen in plus deteils will come up in further parts I think. ou in my other fic: "Revelation" what will be updated suivant =)

How to become Queen


Gwen had mixed feelings when she stood in front of the wooden door that separated her from the Kings chambers that lay beyond it. What could it be that he wanted to talk about to her? On one hand she hoped that it would not be about their relationship because she couldn’t be sure that he won’t break up with her again. But on the other hand she hoped that he would tell her that they can finally be together.
So when she knocked and heard Arthur’s “Come!” she closed her eyes for a seconde before she entered the huge sunlit room. It looked a bit different but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. Maybe it was cleaned par Merlin at last? Then she saw it. It was the bouquet of white and violet fleurs in a vase that stood on the large oak table. How stupid. She herself placed them there. Maybe it was a bit childish but they should remind him of her.
Arthur stood right suivant to the table, tableau in his white tunic and had a little cocky smile on his face when she approached him. She was very curious now.
“What do toi want to talk about with me?” she asked as she stood right in front of him and stared directly into his sky-blue eyes. The uncertain expression on his face stayed the same but he reached out for her hand and held it in his own. She followed every movement he made with careful eyes not to miss anything.
“Actually I want to ask toi something,” he answered. Her cœur, coeur skipped a beat.
“Arthur,” she began but he placed his finger on her lips. “Please, don’t interrupt me.” She answered with a small nod and he continued.
“Do toi remember when I was under that l’amour spell?”
She nodded again.
“Do toi remember what toi answered when I apologized?” She had to swallow. She nodded slowly and a dit with a small voice: “That I cannot be your queen.”
On Arthur’s face she saw again this typical smile when he was up to something.
“Right,” he said. “And with that toi were wrong.”
Her eyes widened but she still wasn’t sure what this all was about. And she didn’t dare to think that her deepest hopes may come true after all.
The crinkle on her bow appeared between her eyes.
“What do toi mean?”
“Well, it looks like toi don’t know all about the laws of Camelot and its nobility and royalty.”
“Uhm, maybe not,” she replied confused.
“Then let me explain to toi the three ways how one can become a queen.”
She looked at him curiously still not knowing what he was up to.
“The first way is the one how I became king: toi are the only child of the king and rightful heir to the throne. toi can either marry ou the king has to die.” The smile on his face faded.
“Second toi can do it like Morgana and try to kill the king, his son and everyone who stands between toi and the trône toi desire. But that’s not very legal ou honourable…”
“I think so,” Gwen said.
“And what is the third option?”
Arthur smiled.
“This one is the one I prefer. To become a Queen toi just have to marry a prince ou a king.”
“But,” Gwen puts in. “You’re forgetting something. toi need to be a princess ou a noble woman at least.”
“Ah yes, good point,” Arthur a dit still smiling. “If you’re not a princess then toi need a king who is not too arrogant and who loves toi enough that it doesn’t matter to him what state toi are of.”
Now a little smile appears on Gwen’s face too.
“Well, that’s probably true. But such a person would be very hard to find.” She looked up to him with a playfully smile.
“Yes, but if toi find one…”
He still held her hand and pulled her closer.
“That are many ‘if’s…,” she a dit softly not capable of taking her eyes off of him.
He was holding her in his arms now. They looked into each other’s eyes and no further words were needed. Now she knew exactly what this all was about. She knew she had found her king and that she would be his queen. And that was all she ever wanted. And then it happened.

It was only secondes that had appeared like an eternity for that they had stared at each other and it could have not been a dit who was happier. Then Arthur pulled her into a passionate kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck standing on tiptoes to be closer to him. With one hand Gwen reached in his silky golden hair.
His lips brushed against hers and sucked on upper lip. Then she felt his tongue on her lower lip and instantly opened her mouth and let him in. He held her tighter, pressing against her as if it was their last jour on earth as their tongues met. It was a soft touching first and became a wild play soon. Arthur stroked Gwen’s back up and down with his hand and she were running her fingers through his hair as they kissed hungrily

♥♥♥

Many weeks have passed since that day. A lot has happened. The Queen sat in her chambers preparing herself for the feast that will be donné this night because they could achieve another peace treaty and make an alliance with another kingdom.
But it was still new to her to attend these feasts as the king’s wife, the queen. It was nearly two weeks il y a now that Arthur has proposed to her. Even though she finally knew what he has wanted to do she could not actually believe it when he got down on his knees, holding her hand in both his hands. He looked at her face with a steady and determined look when he said: “Guinevere, would toi do me the honour of becoming my wife?” as if he had rehearsed it in front of a mirror many times.
Guinevere smiled as she thought of it. How happy she has been. She beamed and nodded when he was just done with speaking. When she found her voice she said: “Yes, yes, with all my heart!” He was smiling all over his face and put a silver ring on her finger. Then he pulled her into a kiss.

They wanted to marry as soon as possible but it was also important to Arthur to let the court know of his plan to marry Guinevere. So he let all the important members of the court gather in the trône room.
“I have an announcement to make,” he said. “I decided that it’s time for me to marry. I made this decision not for political reasons but for love. toi may think of my as selfish. Maybe I am. But I’m sure the woman I’m going to marry is good for Camelot. She will be a great Queen and great support to me. She has already done much for Camelot.”
And then he proposed to her again. Merlin and the knights and a part of the nobles were cheering. But some looked rather surprised and not pleased although everyone in Camelot at least suspected the relationship between the king and Gwen but wouldn’t believe he would marry her.

Later Arthur walked with her par his side across the courtyard among the nobles who have just left the castle, too. They bowed before their king and his future wife and Gwen remembered the awkward feeling she had. Never had anyone ever bowed to her and certainly not some noblemen ou women. But she smiled and held tighter to Arthurs arm and tried to believe it was real.
However, it still didn’t felt real to her. It was plus like in a dream, a beautiful dream. ou like in one of these fairy tales, she thought. Stories she had heard when she was a young girl in which the princess always marries her beloved prince in the end. Now she and Arthur had their happy end, too.
But not everything was so happy at first. Gwen was crowned Queen but not everyone approved to this. Her first week as Queen was her happiest but also very difficult for her.
She got her own chambers in the château now. In the same corridor as Arthur of course. She agreed to leave her house after some begging of Arthur but she refused to have a maidservant.
“I’ve managed to dress myself for years. I will be fine.”
But every time she walked around in the château alone, when she went to dine with Arthur ou to visited Merlin, they were looking at her when they thought she wouldn’t notice and she heard them whispering behind her back. Some of the court nobles couldn’t approve that a blacksmith’s daughter was now their queen. Although Arthur knew she would be a good Queen they didn’t believe.

One evening Arthur and Gwen had dîner together. Arthur was talking about knights training and military affairs.
“What’s wrong?” He asked suddenly.
Gwen looked up.
“You are so silent today,” he added.
“I’m sorry”, she a dit smiling. “It’s nothing.”
“Guinevere,” Arthur spoke her name in the way he always did when he wants her to speak ou to listen. She bit her lips like she always did when she was not sure.
“It’s just..the people. They talk.”
“About what?”
She could see the concern in his eyes. She didn’t want that. She didn’t want him to bother. She promised to herself to become stronger. For him. But the compendiously looks and whispers of the court people didn’t make it easy for her.
“Me,” She answered and looked away. She didn’t want him to see how much it hurt her.
She didn’t need to explain further. He knew what she meant. He laid his hand on her arm in comfort and his thumb stroke over the silk of her sleeve. She felt the soft touch and it immediately made her feel a little better.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “Give them a little plus time to get used to it. I’m sure they will see soon enough that there is no better queen.”
Her head and shoulders were still hanging down. Arthur put a finger under her chin and made her look at him. He had a broad smile on his face. She absorbed it for a moment. Then she couldn’t resist and leaned over and kissed him. It was a long kiss; she didn’t ever want to leave these delicious, sweet lips….
Then she heard a noise and they parted.
“Merlin!” Arthur shouted.
Merlin blushed. “I’m sorry. I just wanted to ask if toi need anything.”
“No, nothing, thank you”
Gwen smiled at Merlin; he returned it and quickly left the room again.

During the suivant couple of days Gwen tried to ignore the looks and the whispering, hoping that Arthur was right. And then something changed. They stopped staring at her but bowed ou curtsied and looked quickly away when she comes around alone. This irritated her a little. But she didn’t want to bother Arthur with it again since he was much occupied these days trying to establish another peace treaty.
So she told Merlin. Her friend grinned.
“Arthur heard someone making a rude commentaire about you. He got rather furious, saying if they don’t stop this talking ou he hears something like this from anyone again he would banish everyone who says one word against you. And I believe he meant it. “
Merlin laughed. Gwen’s eyes became wide. “Really?” Then she shook her head. Typically.
The following jour Arthur came to her chambers in the morning. She was happy to see him since she had not seen him much for the last three days.
“I missed you,” she a dit and he took her in a warm embrace tucking his nose into her hair and inhaling her scent.
“I’m sorry. I missed you, too.”
She pulled away and looked at him.
“And thank you. I heard what toi said.” She smiled and they shared a deep kiss. Much too soon Arthur pulled away slowly. He looked at her for a moment, his eyes montrer his pure l’amour and admiration for her. Then he became serious.
“I need to talk to you.”
“Nothing to worry about,” he added par her concerned look. He took her hand and led her to sit down on the bed. He put himself suivant to her par not letting her hand go.
“What is it?” she asked.
“It’s about the treaty. I told toi about it. toi know we need as much of the kingdoms on our side as possible. Every of our enemies is a friend of Morgana and she can even poison the minds of our Friends to turn against us. However, it seems someone decided that it’s my destiny to reunite this land. And it’s true. To become plus powerful the land needs to be reunited and not separated.”
He stopped and let out a little sigh.
“But it’s not so easy,” he continues. “And I think I need your help. I want toi to attend the council meetings.”

The word spread quickly that the Queen had taken a huge part in the discussions and plans to make peace with the other kingdoms. She also went with her husband to meet Prince Gareth, the son of King Lot, who was taken par her immediately. Also she joined the king and his knights in defending one of the outlined villages from various bandit attacks par fighting them herself. She was known as the warrior Queen then.
Moreover, with her wisdom and courage she helped Camelot to come to an agreement with King Lot.
To celebrate this achievement of peace a feast was held that night. But for Arthur and especially Gwen it was a celebration of something different as well, because even the last of the people who doubted Gwen now saw her worthy as their queen.

♥♥♥

Gwen came back from her memory of the past weeks as there was a knock on her door.
“Come in,” she a dit and turned to the door as a servant girl in a pretty rose and white dress that once belonged to Gwen walked in.
“Your majesty.”
She bowed. Gwen stood up smiling at the young woman who was a bit taller than her and had her dark blonde hair tied up.
“Linda, I told toi to call me ‘Gwen’.”
Linda smiled back at her and curtsied.
“The king sent me to ask if toi are ready and to meet him downstairs.”
“Thank you. I’m there in a minute,” Gwen said. Linda curtsied again and left the room.
Linda had Lost her family in the battle for Camelot. The patrol found her and she was brought to Camelot and supposed to be Guinevere’s maid. Gwen refused at first but Linda begged her and they became very good friends. Linda’s main task was not to serve Gwen but plus to be her company especially when Arthur and Merlin left for a dangerous quest and she had to stay in the château because she Lost the argument with her husband again when she begged to go with them.
Gwen stood up and took a brief look at the mirror. With a nod she decided that she looked appropriate, left her room and made her way to the great hall. Arthur waited in front of the hall for her. He smiled at her when she approached. They kissed and he held out his arm and she took it. Together they entered the already crowded room. They took their seats at the other end of the room. Arthur stood and the hall became quiet.
“The negotiations have come to an end and tonight we celebrate that Camelot has a new ally on its side. I want to thank everyone for their support. But we should thank one person in particular. Without the wisdom and courage of my beloved wife we would’ve never come this far.”
He looked at her and she could feel her cheeks turning slightly red. Everyone in the hall was looking at her and clapping.
Arthur raised his cup.
“To Camelot! To the Queen!”
Everybody equalled him and the hall was filled with the cries that hail the queen.
Arthur leaned over to his wife and kissed her proudly. This jour was another one in a row that Guinevere remembered as the happiest in her life.

Tbc~