Chapter Seven.
When he reached the stables
hours after she greeted him with a smile, his eyes reddened and her ankle bandaged. It took a big effort not to ask how he was. Although he certainly did not have incited the children because the targeting was not his fault if he had to go to the market that there was real need. He had never thought of the cruelty that she had to face every day, because when he spoke he saw only two eyes full of life and a fighting spirit, and that was enough to make him forget everything else, but now he understood the difficulties she had to face and - even if it never admitted - the admiration for the courage and pride he showed in doing so.
Instead of asking how he was, did what she expected and that would make her feel more in control of herself and the situation - if the churches had failed to carry out his orders, but did not smile with the expectation that she could not do it, and looked into her face while answering to avoid to make her weigh.
But she said yes, and Arthur turned his confused reply, and shocked because - when she brought him his horse - he realized that not only harness but even the animal smelled so strongly of vanilla that was the laughingstock of the other riders.
He stared incredulously, "If I sit on that seat will smell like a girl " said shocked.
"Vanilla, Sire. As you have ordered, "she smiled and handed him the reins, before him a graceful bow, which left him almost as much puzzled its new floral harness.
Arthur clenched his jaw and nearly gave the impulse to cry out against, but took a breath and said, "I think I'll have to give up my afternoon ride. I have several things to do, "pointed out not to admit that this time the victory was his.
Infuse But there was something he wanted to do, and turned around before you ask, "Have you finished your work for today?"
"Unless you other orders, "she said with a smile ready to accept the next command absurd that he would give.
"Stay," he said, rolling his eyes as he sketched "We may have need of you. Yes ... if I finish before I have to do and have time for my ride "
She seemed surprised at not feeling cautiously controlled to fly some overheated horse or split straw into groups according to length and thickness - Arthur had to admit that he had toyed with the idea the mind more than once.
"As you wish, sire," replied hesitantly nodded as he replied with a "Good"
Morgan did as he had ordered, and sat on a stool next to Avalon, caressing the face when he lowered his head and pushed her against his shoulder to get his attention.
When he heard footsteps approaching stood ready to welcome Arthur, or anyone else was coming but when he saw who it was you nervous and had to force himself not to retreat, while Avalon pushed his head in the middle of his back to make it turn.
Children who had attacked the market as they stood before her. They were five in all, three of them were front and two smaller companions remained behind.
She waited to see what was the move that would have done and tried to detach itself from that body because it insults the ferissero not yet. Like a fool, when he was able to get rid of Merlin and remain alone in the barn, he had cried so much that he had not feared longer be able to stop. In the confusion of losing their identity, with few and find the body of a woman without ties and consideration was added the pain of being the favorite target of Arthur and the monster of so cruel as innocent children, and the walls that had erected had collapsed.
One of the kids nudged in the side to the one who stood at his side "started it," whispered one struck bowing his head in embarrassment.
Morgana looked at them confused as one of the younger children would turn to look out the stall and then turned again to mutter "Next!"
One of the largest cleared his throat to say "Sorry lady", "Yes, sorry," repeated the next. It all began to speak each other by covering it with embarrassed apologies "We did not want to call it monster," "I know this is not a monster," "Sorry" "Sorry" and she tried not to to cry - again - while the largest declared "One day we will become knights and then defend it from all the bad people!"
While he accepted their apologies and assured him not to hold a grudge comments on their technique swordsmen, softened his comments not to discourage them and they looked at her with admiration beginning to wonder if he could pull the sword and if he would teach one day. At the end of their visit of apology had to promise to tell them when he could, stories of brave knights and show them the technique that they used the real swordsmen.
He looked at them leave remaining inside the house to avoid having to deal with the gray weather and the cold wind, while the kids ran very excited by the promise torn, and when he looked around he noticed Arthur leaning with their backs to the wall of the castle, with his arms crossed over his chest waiting to see one of them nodded before going on - believing that it is not seen.
The realization that he had tried those children because the questions excuse caught by surprise, forcing her to wonder how he could do it, because even the possibility that Merlin had told him what happened was impossible that he could find those responsible for his attack on that morning if he had not seen the scene.
Most of the time liked to recall that Arthur was spoiled and arrogant, because he could forget that it was good and noble, and had the opportunity to set aside feelings absurd and dangerous hope. And see his nobility now-now that was not due at all, now that she was a woman whose education required not to pay attention - made it impossible to ignore.
Let someone else save the day for him it was something that his ego and his sense of responsibility could not afford, and if he had witnessed the scene, allowing it to provide help Merlin must have been a sacrifice for him, probably thinking that she would give his gesture to pity and I would rebel, and the idea provoked a strange pain in my heart.
She pressed her arms around his body as he left the barn and ran towards the castle. That evening meal, and felt almost glad when it starts raining outside and she ran into her room. Until opened the door of the room and saw a man who was holding a dress of thick cloth, dark blue, inspected with open curiosity "A new dress, honey? Who should show it off? "
Morgan put down the surprise, because obviously he knew her even though she had not the faintest idea who he was. He remained cautious on the door, waiting for him to say something because she was able to guess what role he had in the life of the woman now had the appearance.
"We are timid tonight?" asked by bending an eyebrow, watching her from head to foot as if there was anything unusual in his appearance - beyond the obvious.
"I'm tired," he said standing still to leave more space between them as possible.
He seemed to be twice her age, perhaps because her cheeks were covered by the beard, and smiled when she saw the teeth strong "With her hair arranged so you're pretty cute," he said, wrinkling the lips "Tonight will be even better than usual" decided, starting to open his pants.
"I do not think" she answered back one step, adhering to the closed door as she held his hand on the knob.
"Let the precious? Because some idiot is giving you a dress? "Asked irritated by the fact that she did resistance" will be satisfied, as always, "the guarantor" I'll make you scream like no one ever did "and she laughed adding "Definitely do not like nobody ... no one who has at least two good eyes, "he said dropping of rudeness on the bed with a thud.
"Come on, baby, I cooled it," he said opening and closing the hands to indicate them to approach and sedergli lap.
"Then look for someone else to keep him warm, because in this room the temperature is low and will end up falling off," he said opening the door and left the room. He also stayed in the barn rather than staying on the sheets on which it was disgusting man, and shuddered at the thought that the body that now lived was already his, but when it came to the door and opened it he saw the sky lit up with flashes that they were running and the rain fell heavily.
Arthur did not notice what he was eating, when she tried to concentrate on the taste his mind reminded him of the servant's face, smiling because a group of mascalzoncelli they had apologized and something moved inside him. Probably pride to be able to put aside themselves and in the first place the welfare of someone else.
anyone else who had a spirit so passionate and sincere always leave with the feeling of knowing his name, although in reality - now realized - he had no idea what it was called.
He lay on the bed by bending his arm behind his head, did not sleep but did not even want to pull the sword. His room was not an appropriate environment, although there are often fit, and out of the sky was dark and a storm was beginning which promised to last the entire night.
He recalled that last time was shot down on Camelot, Morgaine and her secret escapes from his bedroom to admire the storm break over the kingdom according to the highest tower of the castle.
His father had forbidden him when she was little, and certainly would be so even now - but she was ready to face the wrath of Uther to watch the spectacle that seemed to recall as did the sirens.
And suddenly realized - with excitement - that Morgan was in the east tower that night. What if he went there would find. He would found. She and her clothes unfit to endure the cold, and its ironic phrases, and his eyes full of life and disrespect.
He found that Morgan had always known and fought. The her - even if one dared to consider that only at times when it was more fearless, or willing to surrender, with Morgan because there was no difference between the two.
nervously walked down the long corridors, with brisk. He had no idea what he would say when he would view whether he would be ready to refute its sarcastic, sharp sentences, if he was still able to do so after their reports were filled with courtesy and etiquette, and the fire between them seemed to have slowed to a weak flame, but he knew that when he Morgan recovered had always known he would find his balance.
He climbed the stairs taking two steps at a time when he reached the doorway he saw the dark shape that had her back and could not make heard the reproach in his voice when he said " You should not be here, "
You spun eyes wide in surprise, while the eyes of Arthur - who were getting used to the little light that came from outside - they recognized the clothes and the poor physical structure almost insignificant.
"What-" before he could ask the question a lightning tore the sky and when they both lit up for a moment he saw "Morgana!" But she did not hear the cry on because the thunder was rumbling in the walls of stone over every other sound.
"I know I should not be here, "she sketched, but nervously holding my head high, ready to tackle with dignity the punishment or reprimand that would follow his actions.
He pursed his lips and swallowed something that had suddenly stopped in his throat.
"There is a problem, and I can not go back to my room" is justified, hoping that he would be spared to return to his room to discover for himself whether the man had left his bed .
upset and she did not understand the reason. Despite the initial reaction had days before, when he looked every time after that meeting he had always set straight in the eye without leaving any leaked repulsion toward her that evening but seemed to be seeing something different.
"Master eloquence" she muttered distractedly before biting her lip in achieving what he had said.
Arthur looked at her waiting for the image change again. Perhaps she was a witch who took another's appearance, but his image remained intact while his instinct - or something he was looking forward to playing against his ribs - he recognized his posture, the way he held his head high, the way she bit the lip, grace under clothing worn, and her spirit. His eyes full of life and rebellious attitude to any constraint and hypocrisy that had always been the key to his balance while Uther sent his life on the road of duty and social conventions.
It seemed at that moment his soul would recognize, even if the reason is strenuously rebel.
"You should have said ..." he said with a hoarse voice "... but you can not ask for help, right?" Considered bitterly.
She seemed confused, and he smiled and replied "Get to the Prince for help to find accommodation for the night? I did not know you did the innkeeper to fill your free time "ridiculed.
Arthur hardened the expression "That's because I have no free time" precise "And this is not a place to be able camp "firm statement" You are requested to leave the tower, "he said, deciding that his mind was making jokes and strange that none of what he thought was happening was true.
"I'll tell you to use the Merlin of his old room. A Gaius not mind, and I can assure you that you will not have problems with him, "he said softened the tone, but without looking at her, waiting for the next pass as he left the room.
"Wait!" The firm instinctively just left the room, and she turned away, nervous about the neighborhood.
"What's your name?" He asked, believing that if he could think of her as a woman with a name, then it would be impossible to be confused by bizarre play of light, or your fatigue.
"I do not have a" tone, she informed him away.
"This is not" contradicted the Arthur, almost anxious, "All have a name "
" Not I "said the girl with a bitter smile," Once I had one, but it happened a lifetime ago, "he concluded sadly, before you turn your back and walk away with uncertain steps.
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