"Where will you go?" Merlin asked.
"Alvenes Hjem," Eowyn replied as she pointed to the castle on the map. "I recalled what you said the other day. I'll seek Bearach and ask to see the records for the noble houses,"
Eowyn had been preparing her travel to Usad for days now. She did not know how long she would be gone, but she knew it could last a while. So she had been preparing for this travel more than any other. She had been studying different routes with Merlin and Gaius. The old man even had been buying more medicinal plants for Eowyn to take in case something happened on the way.
He had saddened him when Eowyn had told him about her plans to leave Camelot but he also understood. He had known of her very complex relationship to magic and she had recently come to terms with it, only to find out that all her suffering had been caused by the guilt of one man. Eowyn may act strong so often, she was a young woman. And her mind could break as well.
"Bearach may come to Camelot," Gaius said. "As the Prime Minister of East Usad which is also part of Camelot, his presence is expected for the making of the peace treaty,"
The kings of the Five Kingdoms were to come to Camelot in the hope of finding reasonable accords and signing a peace treaty. It was the first time in history that such a gathering, let alone an event, was held. It could very well mean prosperity as it could mean war.
"Expected? Not necessary?" Eowyn asked.
"Well, East Usad is a dominion of Camelot so Camelot is the main authority. Uther will have the last word,"
"So Bearach's presence is more symbolic than anything," Merlin concluded.
"Which means that he might not come," Eowyn then turned to Gaius. "You told me once that Usad has been attending events less and less,"
"Yes, but this gathering of Kings is quite important and could determine whether or not war is to come. So I believe Usad will not miss it. At least, if Bearach does not attend, Ulric most certainly will,"
"If Ulric comes, you should ask him to travel to Usad with him," Merlin said. "He knows the best route to take and it will put my mind at rest to know that you don't travel alone,"
"It's not a bad idea though I wouldn't want to cross a boundary. We'll see to it later, we have to welcome the guests,"
The hubbub of the town had become more audible which did catch Eowyn's attention. One of the Kings might have arrived and Uther had been particularly strict on saying that no offense must be done to any of the kings and any of their courts. Eowyn had even been mobilized as a servant. Normally, Gwen would have been the one taking care of Lady Vivian, daughter of King Olaf. But as she was also Morgana's maid, having her work for two ladies at once could possibly ensure mistakes and thus offenses (though Gwen was the best, it would never happen). So Eowyn had been assigned the task of serving the Lady Vivian for the time of her stay in Camelot.
The Lady Vivian was housed in one of the most luxurious chambers of the castle. It was universally known that the princess was the apple of her father's eye. Death comes to those who would ever offend or court the Lady. Of course, such attention, such care, such importance had rendered the princess quite spoiled, rude even, as the rumors said.
It was not in Eowyn's personality to believe in rumors yet, she should have so it would have prepared her for her very first meeting with the princess. If she had ever thought of Arthur as a rude prince, Lady Vivian made him look like a gentle humble man compared to her. Rudeness was the Lady Vivian. Eowyn had rarely seen any person with such consideration for the working people. Eowyn refrained from thinking that such coarse behavior was typical of the nobility. After all, Morgana was a noblewoman yet was also a woman of great kindness. However, this was not the case for the Lady Vivian. At all.
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Forbidden Love (Rewritten) | Arthur Pendragon
Fanfiction"I am burdened with glorious purpose." ° ° ° When the Old Religion and the Norse Arts meet in a battle for the destruction or the prosperity of Camelot and the whole of Albion. ° Arthur Pendragon x OC BBC Merlin