[gwen, on the other hand, had every confidence in Arthur's ability to be a good father, just as she had been about his ability to be a good man, a good king despite the shadow of his father. arthur was nothing like uther, he was fair and just, he was beloved by all of camelot because of it. and yet, she saw the fretful looks arthur sometimes gave the round of her belly, the way his jaw worked in concentration and she knew him. she knew that he worried, that he was afraid of who he might become, of what sort of father he will be.
she reassures him as best she can whenever he expresses any outward doubts. the people he surrounds himself with are a testament to who he is as a man, of how he will continue to be as a king, how he will be as a man, a father. and when the day comes, there is not one stitch of doubt about any of those things. oh, no there is barely room for anything other than what is happening.
it is not a particularly easy birth, it seems their child is a pendragon in her stubbornness. and by the time she arrives to the world, a scrawling bundle of life, gwen is exhausted. but moreover, she is happy. in love. the moment she holds their daughter (a surprise given arthur's confidence otherwise) in her arms, she is smitten. suddenly there is another person in this world that she would give up everything, her life to protect, to love, to be with. and it takes the rush of seeing arthur scramble into the room with tears in his eyes for her to let go of the baby in her arms, relinquishing her to arthur as the room is cleared out and gaius makes sure that gwen has all she needs, that she is truly alright.
mother and baby are both healthy but exhausted, being born is just as difficult as giving birth, it seems. and as arthur holds their daughter, she's already calmed down, already starting find it difficult to keep her eyes open despite the interesting new world around her, not that her eyes can truly focus on one thing yet.
gwen smiles at him, still breathless from every bit of this moment as he asks after their daughter's name.] You were quite convinced she was a boy. [ so they only really discussed boy's names. and well, gwen had a girl's name in the back of her mind, one she wasn't sure if he would like or if it would hurt him to suggestion it. her eyes lift to meet with his after looking at the delicate little girl in his arms.] I have one... [ she smiles gently, hopefully.] Ygraine.
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she reassures him as best she can whenever he expresses any outward doubts. the people he surrounds himself with are a testament to who he is as a man, of how he will continue to be as a king, how he will be as a man, a father. and when the day comes, there is not one stitch of doubt about any of those things. oh, no there is barely room for anything other than what is happening.
it is not a particularly easy birth, it seems their child is a pendragon in her stubbornness. and by the time she arrives to the world, a scrawling bundle of life, gwen is exhausted. but moreover, she is happy. in love. the moment she holds their daughter (a surprise given arthur's confidence otherwise) in her arms, she is smitten. suddenly there is another person in this world that she would give up everything, her life to protect, to love, to be with. and it takes the rush of seeing arthur scramble into the room with tears in his eyes for her to let go of the baby in her arms, relinquishing her to arthur as the room is cleared out and gaius makes sure that gwen has all she needs, that she is truly alright.
mother and baby are both healthy but exhausted, being born is just as difficult as giving birth, it seems. and as arthur holds their daughter, she's already calmed down, already starting find it difficult to keep her eyes open despite the interesting new world around her, not that her eyes can truly focus on one thing yet.
gwen smiles at him, still breathless from every bit of this moment as he asks after their daughter's name.] You were quite convinced she was a boy. [ so they only really discussed boy's names. and well, gwen had a girl's name in the back of her mind, one she wasn't sure if he would like or if it would hurt him to suggestion it. her eyes lift to meet with his after looking at the delicate little girl in his arms.] I have one... [ she smiles gently, hopefully.] Ygraine.