king_of_fail: ([In the Beginning] Touched)

[In the Beginning] Raising Children - Harder Than Ruling a Kingdom

It's been almost a week since the attempted kidnapping of the King's son and ward and Uther has barely had time to check on them. There was the trail of the captured kidnapper and then having learned the group came from Cenred there were attempts to negoiate a manhunt with that kingdom's ruler. (The less said about that the better - the King of Cenred is, in Uther's opinion, a complete waste of space).

Gaius's prognosis was generally good, Arthur's leg wound wouldn't be permanently disabling and there was no sign of infection so far. As for Morgana, the concussion was cause for concern but she was also recovering well.

The two children had been sharing Arthur's room because Morgana thoroughly refused to be separated from the Prince. In fact, she screamed bloody murder if any attempt was made! Arthur was less vocal, but he obviously rather have Morgana with him than not. It was quite a surprise since the two of them had seemed to do nothing but fight otherwise. It had been rathe touching, not that Uther was going to let anyone know he thought that. It wouldn't do for a King to be seen as soft.

Today though, Morgana would be returning to her own room, since obviously the two couldn't stay in the same room forever. Unfortunately and not unusually Uther wasn't able to be there, but according to Gaius she'd made quite a scene.

Which was why he'd finally cleared some time in his busy day to go and see her and Arthur, difficult though it is for him to actually talk to people, especially those he cares for.

He opens her door, slowly, hesistantly. "Morgana?"

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Arthur beams. "I have!" He pushes back his blankets and pulls up the cuff of his trousers to show her.

"It looks pretty nasty doesn't it?"
Morgana stops looking at Uther entirely, to look at the wound.

"You'll have a better scar than the other pages when you get to be one. I won't have a scar at all," she tilts her head over a little to show the thin line that was the slight cut to the neck. It'll clearly vanish shortly.
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June 2011

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