Merlin gapes as he looks at Gwen. She looks stunning in a purple gown with gold embroidery. With her hair let loose around her shoulders, face enhanced with a minimum of make up, Guinevere looks absolutely beautiful.
Arthur elbows Merlin.
Merlin turns towards Arthur, blushing at being caught.
“What are you looking at?” Arthur asks, arching his brow.
“Hmm … just admiring her beauty.”
“Well, I hope you remember to whom she belongs,” Arthur...
Gwen blinks her eyes open. Where am I? Oh, right. Milwaukee. Arthur’s uncle’s house. She looks at the clock. 9:37! I haven’t slept this late in years! She swings her feet down, sliding them into her slippers. She looks around the room. I didn’t bring that many boxes, why do I still have half of them left? Oh. Right. After Arthur went to bed I spent the rest of the evening in Morgana’s room till far too late. Gwen has decided that she definitely likes Morgana. She’s exuberant and witty. Arthur said...