THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER. THIS. THERE MUST BE MORE OF THIS. MOOOOOOOOOORGAAAAAAAN! *claws screen*
oh my :D
well there’s never more of that that ifyouknowwhatimean
but there is a lot of morgan-and-arthur, never fear! at some point I realized that my story has in many ways become the story of their relationship so
(also I can’t decide if Mordred ships them or is like, disgusted and appalled at his biological parentage)
So badlybehavedbookworm has inspired me to post my Arthur-and-Morgan meeting story. This follows a few short encounters where Arthur only recognizes him as a handsome knight with sea-green eyes who is somehow related to one of the chieftains. I’ve posted some of those, and a short part of the following, before, but this is the full scene. For context, Arthur has yet to pull the sword from the stone or learn her parentage. Enjoy!
MORGAN. MORGAN MORGAN MORGAN… Have I told you how much I love your Morgan? :-) And I love the dynamics in this scene as well. You have a great gift at keeping all of your characters unique and dynamic when there are more than two in a scene.oh my gosh yayyyyyyy thank you!! I was actually just worrying that people are getting too bland or indistinguishable so this is really reassuring.
Morgan, Guinevere, and Lancelot take a carriage ride to Arthur, Accolon, and Urien, following the False Excalibur incident:
“Arthur always hides her pain,” Lancelot countered. “She could be dying and look well enough to her people.”
Guinevere nodded. “It’s true. You know that.”
“I do,” said Morgan. “Vivianne said she’s recovering. Accolon, though…” His voice fell low. “She’s not healing quickly, and when she does, she’s to stand trial for treason.”
For a few seconds, there was silence.
Then Lancelot spoke, his voice tender and low. “I’m sorry,” he said.
Morgan closed his eyes. He didn’t want pity. Not yet. Accolon wasn’t gone yet. “You don’t need to be.”