Fantasy I Was Fine Until You

[British. Intelligence.]

Wasn’t this the sort of time that one’s life flashed before their eyes? Because that wasn’t happening for Arthur, no, all he could see was that sword swinging up and nothing else. He was going to die here in this snow and Loth was going to enjoy it. Arthur was going to let down his whole kingdom, sprawled on his back and scared. Except Fate had different plans and Loth was foolishly glancing away. Arthur grabbed the brief chance he had, Loth would soon be looking back at him and moved forward desperately, going to plunge his sword into Loth’s torso. He used his momentum and the timing to try and scramble to his feet as well.

One stab didn’t remove the danger though, Loth could bleed out but kill him first in the meantime with a revenge blow so Arthur was just acting, not thinking. He went to pull his sword back out of the man and bring it around in a forceful blow towards Loth’s neck. This ended now. Knights would find him soon, Lance was probably heading the search. It had been silly to come here alone but Loth was right, he’d wanted to prove himself. His reputation had been tarnished enough, he didn’t seem much good at apologies and relationships never seemed to go well but fighting? He could do fighting.

 

[Officer Newt]

Just as Loth was looking back towards Arthur. He felt the blade pierce threw his flesh. Had no time to scramble back or even try to escape. A gasp came from him. But Arthur was quick. Loth was about to try and scramble away. Perhaps fight to save himself. But he had no chance before the blade was once more rounding on him. Then, Everything was over in a instant and Loth's body was dropping to the ground. The snow underfoot already becoming coated in red in a gruesome scene.

Others were hunting for the prince. Following his trail in the snow. They'd be there any moment to fetch him. Not all were searching for him though. Those in town were left to worry and lick there wounds after the fire. Guarding the remaining royalty in fear of what could be planned next. Caroline was not so pleased to remain behind. Worry nagging at her as she paced back and forth nervously. Occasionally stopping to pester a passing knight for information. Though they had given little to comfort her.

Eventually some hope did come, As a knight stopped to inform her. "Your majesty, The men are currently following some tracks found in the snow. We reckon they could possible be Arthur's. " The man explained. Before he was forced to excuse himself and continue on his way. He didn't give more information. Where were the tracks headed? Were they in town or the woods? She didn't know. But one of her Ladies took the chance to move to Caroline's side. "Caroline... They'll find him. Come on, We shouldn't be getting in the way of the knights. " Susan said. Pestering the men would only distract them. Caroline frowned. Biting her lip before looking back to the other girl. "But... What if they don't? Or worse.. They do and... I.. I don't understand. He was right behind us. " She should have been watching behind herself. Made sure everyone was following. Seen where he was going. Guilt twisted at her stomach. What would she say to his parents if something happened to him?

 

[British. Intelligence.]

Arthur collapsed in the snow as Loth’s body dropped, his numb fingers letting go of his sword snd just trying to breathe. His arms hurt, his side hurt, his chest hurt and his head hurt. He just didn’t have the strength to move right now, instead he was staring at the bright red blood on the white ground, at the body which had been alive seconds again and the head which was staring right at him. He’d killed someone. They were dead. He knew his duty as a knight but he wasn’t used to this like the others, it was going to take some getting used to. For now, he just felt shell-shocked and frozen.

Thats now Lance found him: kneeling in the snow next to a body. He stilled at the sight before moving closer, recognising the corpse as Loth before looking at his friend. Arthur didn’t look okay, he had blood splattered on his face he Seemed far away in his own head. “We need to get back to the others“ Lance broke the eerie silence, talking gently so as not to startle him. Arthur turned to look at Lance with recent memories in his eyes. “I killed him” Arthur breathed and Lance nodded slowly. “It was you or him” he told the prince. “You did a good job” and he had actually, seeing that it was Loth, Lance was a little surprised that Arthur had managed to win. He knew he was a capable swordsman but Loth was extremely experienced, aggressive and strong.

Lance went to pull Arthur up, spotting the red on Arthur’s side and giving his friend his sword back. He then put an arm around Arthur and went to lead him back to the town. Arthur was okay, things had turned out okay, well, not for everyone but Arthur had stopped Loth before he’d killed anyone else. Lance would scold him later about running off on his own, for now Arthur could just recover as they rejoined the others. The men would see him as a hero, killing their aggressor who turned out to be Loth no less. Arthur had proven himself worthy.

 

[Officer Newt]

Caroline heard murmurs of Arthur's return before she saw him. As soon as news reached her Caroline was scurrying to meet with her husband. Relief flooding threw her as she pushed her way threw the men and spotted him. Her gaze at first went to Lance. Who seemed to be supporting his friend. Then looking towards Arthur. Caroline registered the blood on his clothing. Though she wasn't able to tell how injured he was. From the way he stood she knew atleast some of that had to be his own. So Caroline rushed forward to meet Lance and her husband. Soon reaching the two mens side. "What happened? Who's blood is that? Where are you hurt? " Caroline started fretting.

Sadly she didn't get much of a chance to further question the two men. Her lady was arriving at her side and taking her arm to pull her away. Murmuring in a hushed voice. "Give them some space, A medic will need to tend to him. " Arthur also didn't look to be in a good state for questioning. Though that didn't make Caroline want to leave the matter anymore. Still, She slowly nodded to her lady and allowed the woman to drag her out of the way.

Caroline wasn't the only one fretting about Arthur. Vere was watching from a distance. But Ethan as well was worrying. Sure, Him and Arthur had well... Mostly broke things off. But he still did care about the prince. Sadly he doubt he'd be able to slip over. The medic would certainly shoo him away and enough knights were already crowding the prince. So Ethan had to simply bide his time for the moment and keep out the way.

 

[British. Intelligence.]

Whilst Arthur was not completely with it, he was relieved to see that everyone seemed okay. Hopefully they would relax tonight with Loth out of the picture and the danger gone. He knew he must have caused a bit of a panic but he hadn’t thought of all the individual people who might care. Lance was dragging him over to somewhere he could it down so that a medic could come and check on him. He knew about the slice in his side but it didn’t hurt that bad. It stung in the freezing cold but he couldn’t really feel it besides that.

Lance put him down before turning to the men, they should know what happened. “Loth is dead” he told them. “we should be out of danger now” he explained. And Loth’s body was still in the forest, Lance didn’t care too much about collecting his remains but Gaheris was Loth’s son, perhaps he’d like to bury his father? As horrible as Loth had been, Gaheris still might feel some duty to him. The men would probably want to celebrate tonight, everyone was probably sick of being on edge and Lance’s strict rules. But that also meant they’d be going separate ways from Caroline soon, the only reason they’d stayed so long was because of the killer.

Gaheris was shocked to hear that his father was dead but also conflicted. He’d been in cahoots with his father but he hadn’t wanted Arthur dead but now there would be no one to stop Morgan from causing more damage at the palace. Once she caught wind of Loth’s death she was going to be even more of a nightmare and Gaheris was not looking forward to it. Fingers crossed that with his promotion to knight, he could leave on a quest and get away from his mother.

 

[Officer Newt]

Loth's responsibility in things would certainly be met with some surprise. Loth had been a beloved hero, Though that reputation had surely been tarnished by now. Ruth just happened to be close enough to hear, And while she didn't know much regarding Loth, She was aware that he was Gaheris's father. The girl was remaining mostly on the outskirt. Tending to a few small burns she had gained while escaping the flames. Her injured leg hadn't exactly helped her getaway. But luckily another knight had pulled her to safety before she could be too injured.

Slowly, She risked a bit of pain from her leg by standing up. Carefully limping her way until she was standing at Gaheris's side. Something she hadn't dared do for some time. Ruth spent most of her time finding ways to avoid him. He was dangerous after all. But there was plenty of others around now. Enough that she decided to take the risk of joining him.

"So your dad huh? " She started, And perhaps that wasn't the right way to phrase it. He didn't look to distraught over the loss of his father. Though perhaps he was good at hiding those sorts of feeling. "Are you okay? " She questioned. His father had been responsible for murdering innocents. Trying to murder the prince. That had to hit hard. Though he might not want any form of comfort. Ruth then moved her gaze forward. She could just see the prince. A medic it seemed was arriving and shooing any onlookers away. Best to keep ones distance until the prince was patched up.

 

[British. Intelligence.]

Gaheris had not been the biggest fan of his father but they’d grown closer in these last few days. Loth had given him the praise he’d wanted and insisted they were fighting for the kingdom, that they’d get rid of Morgan and that Gaheris would get the recognition he deserved. He’d killed for his father, ended a life because Loth had said it’d been for the greater good. Except there was no greater good now because Loth was dead and nothing could stop Morgan anymore. His father had insisted that this work would make Alexander grant him knighthood but he had that sealed anyway in a letter. In the end he hadn’t really needed Loth but their last chance to stop Morgan had slipped away.

He glanced at Ruth as she spoke to him, a little surprised. He hadn’t known that Loth had wanted Arthur dead but he probably should’ve guessed. He was a bit conflicted, Loth had been his father, if not the best one, and he was also a war hero, deserving of honour yet they’d done dishonourable things and threatened the kingdom in the end. “I’m fine,” he insisted. Maybe he should go find his father’s body and bury it, the other knights that knew Lance might want it too. But maybe his father would also like to be food for the other wild beasts out there, hunter to hunter.

“he wasn’t a good man” he told Ruth because it was true, even when he was doing those horrible things for his father, trusting him to save the kingdom, he knew that Loth was not an upstanding citizen. But maybe Gaheris wasn’t either. “But he was better than my mother and now she will go unchecked” Gaheris explained. They were going to have to stay well clear of her when they got back. “He was dangerous but my mother is more so” he’d warned Ruth about her before, hopefully she listened.

 

[Officer Newt]

Gaheris so far didn't seem to upset. Though that didn't mean he wasn't affected and Ruth still wanted to make sure he was okay. Ruth could figure from the woods of the other knights that Loth wasn't a good man. Though some spoke of him almost fondly. Tilting her head to the side. He spoke not as if he mourned Loth. But instead like he was scared of what Morgan would do now. No grief was there. Just fear. Well... Perhaps Fear was a bit too strong a word. But it was close enough for the moment.

Ruth then murmured softly. "It seems like you mother has more enemies then she does allies. " Ruth couldn't imagine her being that dangerous when the royal family was constantly keeping eyes on her. Then again, If they were so concerned about her, It only proved she was a threat. Biting her lip. Ruth then gently nudged Gaheris. "Gaheris... If- Or I guess when we come across your mother. I uh... I got your back. " He wouldn't have to face her alone.

Of course, Ruth couldn't actually do anything to Morgan. But she'd try to support Gaheris if she could. As long as he behaved himself. Things were peaceful now. But Ruth was keenly aware that peace could break at any second. She couldn't help but be thankful that the other knights were about. Gaheris stood little chance of getting away with anything with them about. Though she doubt he'd try anything considering the recent events.

 

[British. Intelligence.]

The real question was: why did Ruth care? Gaheris was mean to her in the end every other time that she’d tried, maybe sometimes he was less menacing but he always swung around again and threatened her at some point, posed some sort of danger to her. Maybe Ruth believed people could change but Gaheris was just stating to get stuck in his ways. He wasn’t the same boy that he’d been last year, a lot had changed and his world view was warped, his experiences adding to any other trauma he’d already had.

Gaheris narrowed his eyes at Ruth sceptically. “You would hardly pose a threat to my mother” he explained. ”We should stay out of her path as much as possible whilst we can” Gaheris didn’t think he’d be capable of stopping his mother, as much he’d want to, certainly not by rushing straight in. He wasn’t very pleased with Agravain but hopefully his brother would see the importance of intervention. “We’ll need to meet up with my brother” he murmured to her and he didn’t know how Agravain would take Him having a slave. His brother was more believing in status and could be harsh himself but Caleb had softened him and Gaheris didn’t really want to see her, the snake that had married his brother. He was not going to listen to any orders she gave him! They were the same age, and Gaheris would be a knight soon anyway.

”but I don’t plan on staying with him long” he didn’t want to be near Agravain and Caleb, they had betrayed him, although he would begrudgingly admit that he missed his brothers as muddled as his thoughts were on Gareth, he would like to see him and check that Agravain wasn’t neglecting him. “You know, his wh*re wife slept with Lance for her position” he commented idly with the glance at the man, just a small reminder to Ruth that she was not the only woman in Lance’s bed because yes he still believed that even though he also knew about Caroline’s and Lance’s affair. If anything it backed up his thoughts, Lance was shacking up with every one.

(I was thinking that They could part ways in the morning then we could go back to Agravain and that or it might be better to time skip to about when Caroline finds out that she’s pregnant and they’re closer to her home and about the time that Malia will give birth. Thoughts?)

 

[Officer Newt]

(I'd be up for a timeskip! I'm kinda excited for them to reach Caroline's home so I can start playing Silas again. I miss him. )


Ruth couldn't help but find herself frowning at Gaheris. A sigh coming from her. It was no secret the boy could be difficult to deal with. Everytime she tried to reach out it seemed things were shot down. Gaheris seemed rather separated from others. But much of that seemed to be his own doing. Ruth put up with it. Until he spoke ill of Lance. Lance was her friend and Ruth had plenty of intentions of defending him. She couldn't say much about Gaheris's sister in law. But she didn't picture Lance doing such a thing. So she said. "Lance is a gentleman and ten times the knight you'll ever be. " That wasn't going to end well. Sure, Maybe she should be nicer considering he just lost his dad. But she had tried to be such.

Ruth then informed him. "You could learn a few things from him. Like how to behave for onething. Because you act like a spoiled child all the time. Maybe thats why your not a knight yet. " Dangerous territory to tread. And Ruth might not always have someone around to protect her. But someone had to take him down a notch. He'd never learn if no one spoke up. Ruth then spared a moment to glance away. Once more glad other knights were lingering around.

 

[British. Intelligence.]

(Aww I miss silas too. How about she discovers she’s pregnant then about the same time they arrive at her home rather than just before?)

The comment from Gaheris had been more negative about Caleb than Lance there really, he hadn’t called Lance a wh*re after all but it was clear he didn’t like the man. Maybe Ruth should reconsider how well she knew Lance because he had been committing treason and adultery, was it really that far a stretch for Gaheris to then believe he’d been sleeping with other women in less than upstanding situations. Gaheris watched her but for once he didn’t get angry, didn’t curl his lip and slap her or anything, just looked at her in disagreement. Maybe it was the shock from his dad dying or the fact that he knew more about Lance than she did, or the knowledge that he would be a knight, he just didn't feel the need to lash out.

”Lance is not as well behaved as you seem to think he is” was all Gaheris said to her. He couldn’t just spit out Lance’s secret, the man would surely fight him if that was the case and then Gaheris could possibly die for Lance’s stupid honour and Gaheris would much prefer to make it back, become a knight and then get the hell out of dodge.

 

[Officer Newt]

(Sure! I can go ahead and start our time skip- )


Some time had passed, and though it wasn't really that long, Caroline was still missing Lance. Sure, She was happy to see her home again. But she still felt bitter that he was unable to join them. Seeing her family was something to look forward to. But it was a excitement tinged with uncertainty. Considering how Silas had left that was no surprise.
It didn't help that she wasn't feeling the best as of lately. Sick and just dreadful. Her eldest lady didn't even seem that concerned about her suddenly taking ill. if anything the woman behaved excitedly. Atleast the snow was starting to thin. Caroline had actually saw grass the other day.

Caroline was currently inside the wagon. Today was the day she finally got to see her father again. But anxieties kept her from peering out the wagon. Or maybe it was that she kept getting motionsick? Whatever the case. Caroline chewed at her lip nervously. A certain feeling of guilt washed over her. What would her father think if he found out about Lance? It was her job to be loyal to Arthur, But she failed that. Except Arthur was okay with her and Lance. So was it truly that awful?

Caroline found herself wrapping her arms around herself. She didn't even notice as her eldest lady poked her head out the window. "Sire, Perhaps it would be best for you to join the princess in the wagon while we enter the city? " It would look best for the couple to be together. And it would be safer. It was doubtful the group would come across any issues. But one still needed to be careful. Caroline then noticed her lady moving to leave the carriage. "Where are you going? "She squeaked. Not eager to lose the comfort of her friend. But the woman shook her head. "I will need to speak to some servants and guards when we reach the city. Besides. I believe its a little too late for me to chaperone you with the prince much more." Her voice was teasing. As if there was some sort of joke to her words. But whatever that joke was, Caroline was soon distracted by another wave of sickness. By the time she was looking back up, Her lady was gone and Caroline was left annoyed and frustrated.

 

[British. Intelligence.]

Arthur had felt similarly anxious and a bit unwell as they’d neared her home. He was still suffering in the cold but now he felt the numbness inside; her father was going to hate him and Silas was going to as well. All he’d had to do was just marry her and provide an heir and now his aunt was pregnant with his child and Caroline had mentioned that her father would probably not care that he was drugged, see it as a weakness if anything. It was all going to be new territory and he was worried about it so much so that he’d been wrapped up in his head for a while and not particularly noticed Caroline’s afflictions. The pair were also hardly the best at communication so that didn’t help.

He glanced over as the lady spoke to him, it was still a surprise whenever she spoke to him without venom. He nodded for she was right but he knew that just sitting in the carriage was going to make him even more nervous. Still, he climbed in, grateful for the slight warmth it provided and sat opposite Caroline. “I’m worried” he admitted although she probably knew that. “Your father is not going to like me” he was convinced although he always tried his best to get along with people, her father had a good reason to dislike Arthur. Although Arthur seemed to realise she didn’t seem in the best condition herself. ”you okay?” He asked gently. Whilst he hadn’t intimately noticed her sickness, he was aware that she hadn’t been feeling great recently.

Her being ill was not going to help convince her father that Arthur was a good guy, she probably would not be as able to defend him but he guessed he shouldn’t be relying on her to defend him anyway, its just that a little backup would be nice. And oh, Silas. That was going to be an unusual reunion. They’d not left on the best of terms, not even a goodbye but Arthur was willing to rekindle their friendship.

 

[Officer Newt]

(Ah sorry I didn't reply for so long! I didn't see this post! )


Caroline's gaze flickered up as Arthur entered. Luckily she managed to recover herself a bit when he arrived. Hopefully she didn't look to bad. But it seemed she wasn't the only one fretting. "If it makes you feel better. He's probable going to be unhappy with me as well. " He wouldn't just be annoyed at Arthur for being with Morgan. He'd probable blame Caroline for it as well. Not to mention he wouldn't be happy about her not being pregnant yet. At least he didn't know about Lance. She figured he'd probable disown her over something like that. She then blinked at Arthur's question. But decided to brush it off. "I'm okay, Just... Nervous. " She could brush off a little sickness.

By now they were entering the city. Caroline could hear the bustle around her. Though she couldn't bring herself to actually look out. Though she was sure everything would certainly be festive. No. She'd wait to face things when they fully reached home. Her eyes then softened. "I miss dad though. " She had been missing him since she left. Perhaps that was why was so worried. Fearing his disappointment. Eventually though the time of reckoning was upon the couple. The carriage pulled to a stop and Caroline gave Arthur a small glance before stepping outside. Thankful it was not as cold today as usual.

Before them was home. Stones dark and beautiful and glinting in the light. Though against the snow they seemed even darker and intimidating. Maybe that was just Caroline's imagination. Then the door was swinging open, But it wasn't the welcome Caroline was expecting. Sure there was the usual servants and knights. Any nobles wanting to visit them probable had been chased away until the couple could settle down. But that wasn't surprising. What was was the fact that both Silas and her father weren't waiting to great them. She had been hoping for a hug as soon as she stepped out the carriage....

A servant though was quick to arrive at Caroline's side. Dipping into a curtsy as she told them. "I'm afraid the king and prince are both tied up for the moment in the throne room. The king should be out to greet you any moment now. " The servant explained. Though Caroline couldn't help but let out a long sigh before muttering. "There arguing again... Aren't they? " The servant seemed to shuffle a bit at that. Unsure what to say, So the servant simply nodded and Caroline was left furious. Again, They had to argue now of all times. She had been sick all week and frankly. Caroline wasn't in the mood for there games. She was going to march in there. Yell at them to stop fighting, And get her hugs. So without speaking she was storming towards the castle doors eyes dark.

 

[British. Intelligence.]

(No problem, i get email notification whenever one of my watched threads gets replied to but half the time they end up in my spam anyway)

Arthur couldn’t really understand why someone would be disappointed in Caroline as well, he got the reasoning but he couldn’t find any real logic or truth in it. Hopefully her father wouldn’t stay angry for long and Caroline’s nerves would be settled. Whilst Caroline refused to look out the window, Arthur instead tried to focus on the world outside in the hopes that it might distract him from the unrest inside his stomach. He glanced at her wife though as she mentioned missing her father, “I’m sure he’s missed you too“ he reassured her. Him and Alexander hadn’t left on the best of terms but he did miss his family anyway.

It seemed that Caroline’s family was a little more preoccupied though. Fighting. That probably wasn’t good but Arthur knew that Silas had a strained relationship with his father so it was likely usual for the pair, if not necessarily welcome. Caroline got a stubborn look in her eye and before Arthur could even try to persuade her otherwise, she set off to interrupt them. Arthur did not know this place and he rather felt they should not arrive separately so he had little choice but to follow her. This was not the way that Arthur wanted to meet her father, he’d been expecting something a little more formal and a little less rash, he didn’t think that rushing into an already tense situation would be doing their reception any favours.

Fingers crossed that the King and Silas were so pleased to see Caroline that they didn’t bring their anger into their berating of Arthur. He really didn’t know how this was going to go, he didn’t have any siblings so the only fights he might be able to break up would be between Malia and Alexander. And although he would have a sibling upon his return, Arthur didn’t think it was nearly the same with the age gap.

 

[Officer Newt]

Stepping into the castle, Everything was just beautiful. Unlike the dark colors outside the colors were brighter indoors. Golds and white with lovely designs on each wall. But Caroline didn't give Arthur much of a chance to really take in the appearance of everything. She had her eyes on the throne room. Only a bit aware of Arthur scrambling behind her. She didn't knock. She wasn't in the mood to be polite. Just shoved open the door with fury in her eyes, Though she was hardly intimidating. Once she looked around though. She paused.

The man that must have been the king was sitting on the throne. Like his children, King Rayner was handsome. Sharing many of there features. Unlike his children though. This man though did not look as soft as them. A few scars lingered on him showing some previous battle. Though he certainly was not as capable in battle as Alexander. He probable still wasn't someone wanted to challenge. His eyes were probable the worst part of him. A piercing blue that just seemed cold. Fitting for where he lived. They had instantly snapped towards Caroline when the door opened. But it didn't take long before he was looking to Arthur. Studying him likely.

Caroline wasn't looking at her father. No, Her gaze was on Silas. Who was on the ground. A knight hovering over him while Silas had his cheek as if he'd been slapped. And judging by the red that probable was the case. It didn't take long before he was looking at the couple as well. Alarm, And then embarrassment seemed to cross his features. Before he looked back towards his father. By now the knight was moving away to stand at his post. Silas then slowly moved to his feet. Gritting his teeth and snarling. "F*ck you. " Towards the king. spinning around and marching out a separate door. No hug from Silas then. Though he probable didn't want to hang around the king after whatever had happened.

The king hardly seemed surprised by his son retreating. Didn't even seem too concerned. Instead standing up. "Prince Arthur, It is a honor to have you and your wife here. I apologize for the little scene that you had to witness." He spoke, Though there wasn't any warmth with the way he spoke. Caroline then started. "Da-" A stern warning look went Caroline's way. Ah, Caroline couldn't say she was surprised. Had things been just herself ad Silas. He might have greeted her with joy. But Arthur was here. he was a unknown. Guards and servants also watched. Caroline would not receive any sort of affection for the moment. So she simply closed her mouth. Nudging Arthur to speak.

 

[British. Intelligence.]

The only thing Arthur managed to gather from his surroundings was the bright colours and feeling of unfamiliarity, like he shouldn’t be here. Too late now though, his home was hardly a five minute walk away. As soon as Arthur stepped into the throne room, he could feel the tension and he didn’t like it one bit. King Rayner was striking and frankly intimidating, he hardly looked welcoming and that image was only compounded as Arthur noticed Silas. This wasn’t his kingdom and this wasn’t his home, but something in him wanted to rebel right then at the sight of Silas. He didn’t know what had been said between the two but Silas definitely seemed like the more emotional of the two and the one which wouldn’t come out on top.

Arthur tried not to let his gaze linger on Silas though, didn’t want to be seen as rude and well...he also didn’t want to cause Silas further embarrassment, it was difficult to tear his eyes away though. Luckily Silas was removing the distraction that he was by leaving, guess they’d have to catch up later. He turned back to Rayner in time to be greeted by the king. Arthur couldn’t help but furrow his brow slightly as Caroline was referred to as his wife rather than the King’s daughter, seemed odd but he guessed technically her allegiance had changed. He bowed in response. “The honour is mine” he insisted. “It’s a pleasure to meet you and to be welcomed into your home” Caroline had mentioned that her father appreciated politeness and being proper so that was what he was trying to go for. He decided it was probably best not to comment on that scene with Silas

”My father sends his best” he added, aware that his own father probably wouldn’t have been so unrelenting in abstaining from affection but their kingdoms were different and as such the culture was different. King Rayner right now seemed suited to his cold home whereas he usually viewed his father in a much warmer light similar to their home. He wasnt sure how to react to Rayner too much, he didn’t know him and he didn’t want to cross some unspoken line when he had already done so much which the king probably wouldn't like.

 

[Officer Newt]

Rayner nodded to Arthur. Musing. "Mm, I wish I could have attended your wedding. B- " He didn't much have time to finish. His gaze flickering to something behind Arthur and when Caroline looked. She noticed a servant hovering nearby. Letters in hand. Rayner thus shook his head gently. "I'm afraid I must cut this short. But we will have a proper celebration over your arrival at dinner. For now, I am sure you both are tired? " He urged. And Caroline didn't think they had much wiggle room to refuse. Her father was a busy man. He then waved the servant over. Taking the letters before murmuring. "Do escort the prince and his wife to their room. " The servant dipped into a bow. Murmuring softly. "Of course your majesty. " Before beginning to head towards the nearest door. Pausing only briefly to ensure the royal couple were following.

Caroline couldn't stop herself from hesitating. Staring at her father quietly, A dull feeling coming over her. This wasn't exactly a warm welcome. She had been hoping for hugs and such. But she knew such displays weren't something her father would show in the open. Couldn't he just make a exception this once? Her father must have sensed her watching him. Because he spared a moment to glance back at her. His expression didn't soften. didn't make her feel better. He was scanning her. She couldn't tell what he was thinking. Maybe disappointment? It made her own gaze fall to the ground.

Caroline thus took Arthur's arm and aimed to pull him along with her. To follow after the servant. Hoping that come dinner things might be a little better. But all she could think about was the eyes that would be on them. There would likely be others around. Which ment her fathers words were more of a warning. Both her and Arthur needed to be on there best behavior. Caroline didn't want to face such things though. She just wanted to be with her family. Or to be with Lance again.

 

[British. Intelligence.]

That meeting went nothing now Arthur had imagined, it was much shorter for first, secondly Caroline’s lady didn’t burst in and spill about Morgan and thirdly, just overall, the atmosphere felt strange but he didn’t argue as they were dismissed, it might be nice to get settled even though he wasn’t particularly tired. He could see Caroline pausing, was this unusual behaviour for her father? Or did she wish to say something? Whatever had been going through her mind didn’t make it out as she pulled him after the servant. Maybe she should see Silas if she wanted a hug although the prince may not want visitors at this exact moment.

”You’re home is lovely” he murmured to Caroline as they walked, hoping to distract her from whatever had disappointed her. They’d be here for months, hopefully her father would warm up in that time. ”you’ll have to give me a tour of it” he added, which was actually rather practical otherwise he was going to keep getting lost. She might not be in the mood for that though, maybe Ethan would show him around? Or would that be too awkward to ask? He guessed he could ask Silas but he’d have to find Silas first. Anyway, he Should probably remember the way to their room to start with. He wondered if this was Caroline’s old room or an entirely new one for the couple, he couldn’t help but feel that using Caroline’s old room might feel like an invasion of privacy.

”do you think we should check on Silas?” He asked quietly; he didn’t know if that was a ridiculous question. Did she normally check on him? She obviously cared for her brother and Arthur knew that Silas liked to be comforted in some form and obviously Ronan was not about, but was it wise for them to be there? Or if not, at least Caroline. Whatever he’d been fighting with his father about, it clearly hadn’t gone his way and Arthur was both curious and sympathetic.

 

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Caroline's gaze flickered towards her husband. He was trying to help, Though it didn't lift her mood much. She did smile slightly at him. "It is, I'll need to show you the ball room. " It didn't take long before the servant was slowing to a stop, Though Caroline was soon finding herself disappointed again. This door was not the one to her room, Though she was sure it would be just as lovely, Caroline still wanted some sort of familiar comfort she wanted her room. She wasn't getting such from here. Though she didn't speak up. Just glanced down. The servant was quick to dip into a bow. Before leaving the couple, Likely to return to whatever other duties he held. Caroline didn't try to stop him.

Blinking, She looked up at Arthur. Frankly, She figured her brother would want to be alone right now. Likely still embarrassed over the latest events. But, Caroline wanted his company. She wanted that hug, She couldn't help but feel selfish over those thoughts. That didn't stop her from murmuring quietly. "I... I'd like to see him. " They could comfort each other. The only issue was finding Silas. If they were lucky he was hold up in his room. But really he could be anywhere.

Caroline thus shifted and murmured. "He might be hard to find though. " Perhaps searching for him would give Arthur a chance to figure out the layout of the castle? Though Caroline's hopes of searching for Silas was cut short. Another queasy feeling once more came over her. "I- I.. " Then she was rushing into the room. She didn't bother to look around. Simply went straight towards the restroom to likely throw up once more. Today was not a good day so far.

 

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Arthur smiled gently at her as she mentioned the ballroom, that would be nice. If this wasn’t her room, was her room still intact? Did it remain the way she’d left it? Or had it been tidied up and cleared out. If it did remain the same then perhaps Caroline could retreat there for some comfort and some peace. She’d like to see Silas, that’s what he’d figured, Silas would probably want to see her, even if not at this exact moment. He was just going to have to get over his embarrassment and give his sister a hug, she’d been waiting a long time for it. But yes, finding him was the key. Caroline could give Arthur a tour and search for Silas at the same time.

Arthur was surprised as Caroline departed so quickly and he followed at a slower pace into the room, choosing not to join her as he heard the noises coming from the bathroom. Ah yes, she had not been in the best health as of late he remembered vaguely. “did You want me to get you anything?” He asked, not that that was really helpful seeing as he didn’t know his way around. Maybe she wanted one of her ladies but again, Arthur would get lost, hopefully they would find their way here soon enough. Perhaps, he could give her a back rub and hold her hair if she wanted? Or he could flag down someone and get her a glass of water. Wow, this really wasn’t the return home that Caroline had probably expected.

Meanwhile, Arthur say on the bed and scanned the room, it seemed nice enough although obviously different decor from his home but he was glad that being inside had him shielded from the bitter winds and cold they’d experienced on their way here. Hopefully the bed was equally as warm and come dinner that the food agreed with him as his kingdom had a different cuisine. Otherwise he might be in Caroline’s spot later.

 

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Caroline could hear Arthur call, But it still took her a bit of time before she recovered enough to reply. "I-I'm alright. "She called threw the door. Eventually cleaning herself up and exiting the restroom. Pausing for a moment before making her way to the bed and flopping down. Thankful for the softness. The journey had been rough and Caroline was glad to have a proper bed. It made her realize just how much she was tired. Not just of travel but of everything. Caroline then murmured to Arthur. "I feel awful. " Though she figured he could probable guess that.

Then Caroline heard a knock at the door. Hope sparked in her chest. Maybe Silas had sought her out? But her hopes were dashed as another voice spoke up. "My prince, May we please speak? Its Gawain. " It was no surprise he had sought Arthur out. Someone must have told him about Morgan's pregnancy. Or perhaps news had spread before there arrival? Caroline tensed slightly and looked at her husband. Half debating sending Gawain away. It was a problem she wasn't sure either her or her husband wanted to face. But someone should probable talk to him.

Gawain was standing outside the door. Shifting nervously in place. His expression worried and fear twisted in his gut. What had his mother done this time? What had she done to Arthur? For years Morgan's behavior had mostly been limited to her children. They were her test subjects half the time, Or well Gawain was. The thought made him feel sick. How long had she been preparing this?

 

[British. Intelligence.]

He could imagine that she did feel awful, being physically sick was not a pleasant feeling. Arthur just hoped he didn’t catch whatever she had because she didn’t seem to be enjoying it. Speaking of feeling awful, Gawain was at the door and he had warned Arthur to stay away from Morgan but he hadn’t listened and now he was paying the price. Arthur glanced at Caroline before getting up and making his way to the door. Gawain was his cousin and he was pleased to have family here but things would be a little less awkward if Arthur hadn’t knocked up Gawain’s mother.

Arthur opened the door, putting on a smile although he was hesitant. Was Gawain going to be mad? Did he even know yet? Arthur didn’t fancy being the one to tell him but someone had to. Oh, and they should probably tell him about seeing Gaheris, that he was fine, if a bit sour. Oh, and that Arthur had killed Loth, wow a lot had happened. “Gawain” Arthur greeted. “It’s good to see you” and it was true, sort of comforting to have his cousin here even if they’d never been that close what with him often away on quests.

Hey, Gawain had been here a while and clearly knew enough to find their room, maybe he could show Arthur around if Caroline wasn’t up for it? Arthur, as it was, stood sort of awkwardly, door open enough for Gawain to come in but he didn’t know if that’s what he wanted since Caroline was here or if he wanted to talk outside but then it was less private, anyone could overhear.

 

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Gawain couldn't help but freeze a bit in anticipation as the door opened. He knew Morgan was pregnant with Arthur's child. But he didn't know the details. But it had to be something awful. Gawain half expected Arthur to be angry, Was surprised when he seemed... Fine. Though Gawain wasn't sure if that was truly the case. Slowly he nodded and said. "I'm glad to see you are well as well my prince. " He could just see Caroline inside, Frowned slightly. He didn't much want to speak to Arthur with her around. So Gawain stepped back and asked. "Could we... Speak privately? My room is nearby. " He urged.

Caroline glanced up at that from where she was sitting. Lifting her hand and waving to Arthur. "You go on, I'm going to just... Rest for a bit. " Caroline murmured. She didn't feel well at all. As much as she wanted to venture around, She didn't think her stomach would be able to handle it. Gawain was focused now on her. Giving her a happy nod before pausing. A gentle smile growing on his face. "Oh, I didn't realize, Congrats on the baby Caroline. " And that... Had Caroline freezing.

Gawain had seen his mother pregnant many times. Seen his sisters pregnant. He also adored babies. He was a mother hen at heart and well... Seemed he was instantly able to tell. He blinked a few times at Caroline's expression. Glancing towards Arthur uncertainly before looking back at Caroline. "You uh... Didn't know yet? My apologies. I didn't realize. " He was soon dipping his head. Apologetic embarrassment on his face. While Caroline just sat looking horrified. She was just about to speak up. Deny it, Before another wave of sickness was coming over her and she was once more rushing to the restroom.

 

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Gawain expected Arthur to be angry and Arthur had expected the same from Gawain seemed they were both pleasantly surprised. It was likely best to talk alone, Caroline already knew about him getting drugged, she didn’t need to hear it all over again besides she wasn’t feeling very well. Although that was soon explained and Arthur looked towards Caroline, partial shock and an array of other emotions on his face. Well, that would certainly explain her sudden illness. This was....good? At least Arthur wouldn’t catch anything.

They'd said that they would try for a child, and Caroline had mentioned her father expected one sooner rather than later so that would cheer him up but he understood the doubt Caroline had. Her own mother had not survived her childbirth and he knew she was hesitant and would her injuries complicate this pregnancy? They...they’d have to talk about this later. How far along even was she? Oh......that was important to figure out because it was an entirely real possibility that this child was not his. They hadn’t been with Lance and the others for that long but to have an affair then find out you were pregnant was hardly like luck was on your side.

Arthur tried to quell his surprise and glanced back to Gawain as she rushed off again. “Well neither did we apparently“ he murmured. He was feeling a bit shell shocked and frankly overwhelmed; this sudden announcement wasn’t nearly as heart stopping as Morgan’s had been but it still made his heart skip a bit of a beat. Maybe this news would make her father warm up to him though and perhaps make her eldest lady happy although she had been in a much better mood lately....oh. She had known too, were they the last to know then?

Arthur all of sudden felt caught between a rock and a hard place, stuck in the void between two pregnancies. He had a lot to discuss with Gawain but it felt wrong to just leave her so quickly after this news and whilst she was suffering yet she might not want Gawain to overhear her being sick. “Uh...perhaps this should wait?” He suggested, talking about their little chat, although he would rather get the awkwardness over and done with. “Or we can talk here?” He suggested. It’s not like Caroline didn’t know he’d been drugged and she was his wife, in theory she should be able to hear whatever was said to him but well, he didn’t fully know what Gawain wanted to say. Perhaps just outside the door might be ideal? Although there could be passers by, then again, Arthur’s misdeeds would soon be floating around the castle, he was sure of that.