A Warrior's Heart ( A Merlin fanfiction )

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I closed the door behind me, and placed Ava on the bed as I went behind the divider to change into an evening gown for the feast tonight.
I also had to find something for little Ava to wear, and I rummaged through my closet to find one of the small silk dresses that would fit her very well in it, and made Ava shrug into it.

I was braiding my own hair, and by seeing Ava's reflection from the mirror I made sure she does not get into any trouble in the chambers.

As I secured the braid, my eyes widened when Ava was jumping around the bed. "Be careful, Ava!" I exclaimed, calming her down to sit on the edge of the bed instead.

Abigail, who was once my maidservant, who still is and helping me take care of Ava, burst into the chambers, bringing in my chainmail uniform and sword belt.

"Aurora, the King requests you to wear your uniform. Not a gown," She says.
I groaned, I'm too lazy to change out of my gown now, but if that is what the King wants. I grabbed the chainmail uniform and went behind the divider, and stepped out while buckling the sword belt around my hips. ( the chainmail uniform I wore is exactly like the media above )

"Abby, would you take care of Ava then bring her to the feast later on? I need to check on Sir Leon." I rushed out the chambers without waiting for her answer, and down to where the knights always practised with Arthur.

The knights shot me glares, and somewhat bowed to me, for respect, since I am still their Captain. And I am still leading Camelot to victory.

I followed the knights' gaze, they were watching Arthur and Leon sword-dueling. I must say -- it's been long since I have seen their swordsmanship. Because Camelot is celebrating their three years of peace. Those three years there were no war.

"Next! Gwaine and Elyan! Up here now." Arthur called as he and Leon made their way towards me.

Arthur shot me his very popular smirk, "Miss training already?" He asked.
"A little," I replied. When he gave me his snort, I said, "Okay, maybe a lot."
Arthur chuckled, "We'll call you when we need you."
"Oh please, you need me everytime." I rolled my eyes and smiled.

Arthur laughed, "I see you've prepared for the feast. How is Ava doing?"
"Well." I nodded, "Just came here to drag Leon so he can see how his little girl looks like." I turned to Leon, who shook his head, chuckling.

"I'll see you tonight during the feast, then," Arthur said. "Aurora. Leon."

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Leon followed me quietly behind me back to the chambers we shared - which is the same as my old chambers. Arthur made Leon move to my room. Who knows why.

Just as we were about to enter the chamber, I could already hear Abigail's horrified screams and Ava's giggling from the outside. I burst into the room, almost breaking the door handle.

My eyes widened in terror. There are pieces of a broken vase on the ground, pillows messily laid on the bed, and then in the corner I could see Abigail trying to stop Ava from picking up one of the chainmail uniforms and beneath it was actually Leon's sword.

"Ava no!" Leon practically exclaimed as Ava gleefully reached for the sword. He ran past me towards the naughty three year old, and grab the girl away from the sword.

I took the sword away from Ava's grasp, and handed it over to Leon, who sheathed it beside his hip. ( during the training with Arthur, he uses the sword from the training grounds ). He always leaves his sword in the chambers.

"I'm so sorry, Abby. I should have known." I apologised to my maidservant, who seemed to be all sweaty-like, and I took in the chambers, which is in a messy heap.

"It's fine," She lets out a huff, "I'll go get prepared for the feast tonight."
"I'll clean it up!" I called after her as she leaves the chambers.

Ava squealed and gave Leon a big teddy-bear hug, which made me grin. As Leon entertains Ava, I quickly placed the pillows back in order on the bed, and grab the broom that we had kept behind the screen to sweep all the broken pieces of the vase.

"I think we are going to be late for the feast." Leon commented, looking at me as I sweep the pieces as quick as I could, but there were just so many.

I groaned, "Blame Ava for it. She's the pesky little bug who is the cause for all of this." I rolled my eyes.
"Don't be too hard on her." He said.

"You're just saying it because she's a little girl. Wait until she's a teenager. You'll be the one who will be hard on her." I told him, grumbling to myself.