Pains Of The Heart | By : queenofthediamonddogs Category: M through R > Merlin (BBC) > Merlin (BBC) Views: 1731 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Pains Of The Heart Category: BBC Merlin Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. Rating: M Pairing: Lancelot/Elaine, Gwaine/Elaine, Arthur/Gwen, Lancelot/Gwen. - - - - - - - – - - - - - - - - - - - – - - – Chapter One: Hostage Her heart pounded in fear as she was dragged through her childhood home in only her nightgown by men, who served her father. Well she thought they served him but the way these guards were pulling her through the long hallways and she struggled against their grip. Her father was away in Camelot visiting his brother and he had left his daughter in the care of his second in command, as he trusted him with his life. The land of Corbenic was only small but it was a peaceful kingdom. The only problem was that King Pelles had no male heir, only a daughter. King Pelles loved his daughter more than anything and if she could inherit after him, he would let her but the throne cannot be passed onto a male heir and that male heir was Uther or Arthur, if Uther died before Pelles did. Elaine did not mind as she wanted to be happy wherever she was. If her father died prematurely, she would go to Camelot and reside there. Elaine struggled to keep up with her captors but she was struggling and was constantly tripping over her own feet. “Please...” She gasped. “Let me go! Please!” Sobbing as they pulled her into the Great Hall of the castle. The whole room was filled with guards and strangers as she was pulled up to her father's throne, which was occupied by her father's trusted knight; Sir Marcus. The guards forced Elaine to her knees in front of him. “You! My father trusted you!” She glared up at him. “Yes. Yes he did. Silly old goat. He should not have done that. Especially leaving me in charge with his castle and his beautiful daughter.” Marcus stood up and walked towards her in a slow, threatening manner. “Silly old goat.” Reaching down and putting his hand under her chin, forcing her to hold her gaze with his. She tried to force her chin from his grip but he held tighter. “Now, I have sent a message to your father and I am guessing he is on his way with his very little army.” “Have you forgotten where he has gone?” Finally shaking her head out of his grip. “He has gone to Camelot! When my uncle is told of what has happened, he will send an entire army to defeat you!” Trying to shake off the guards holding her tightly. She wanted to attack this man, this man who she used to trust and now it has been thrown away. “What is it that you want? Money? Power?” She continued to struggle against her captors but she was becoming aware of her nightgown which was loose and falling off her shoulders. “This!” He stood up straight and spread his arms out wide and looked around the large room. “To be King!” He sneered as he looked back at her. “One thing I will need now is something that will secure my claim to the throne.” Pulling out his dagger from his belt and moved towards the cowering woman, kneeling in front of her. The tip of the dagger hovered close to her collarbone. “A wife...” Whispering as he moved the dagger to the front of her nightgown and he began to cut the ties of her nightgown. She struggled against the grips of the guards as Marcus placed his dagger back at his waist and then reached forward and tore the front of her nightgown, exposing her chest to all to see. She screamed in shock but it was drowned out by the cheers of the men in the Hall. “And an heir.” Staring down at her bare torso. “We will marry in the morning.” Kissing her forcefully. “Take her to her room.” “NO! NO!” She screamed loudly as the two guards dragged her backwards out of the hall. No one noticed the silent man, standing in the corner. He watched the poor young woman being dragged out of the hall with the entire hall cheering her screams and protests. This was something he would not be able to stay out of. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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