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Writer's Block: Showing your pride

What do you so strongly believe in that you would march in the streets to support, and why?



I like them of course! Is there any reason not to love them? They are beautiful, they show every aspect of the light and they stand for homosexuality - which I support. It's just that simply.

Fic: A Happier Time


Title: A Happier Time
Rating :
g
Character/Pairings: Uther/Ygraine
Disclaimer: of course I don't own anything.
Warnings/Spoilers: none.
Summary: The wedding. Uther's POV.
A/N: written for the "Focus on... Uther" challenge at merlin_land. I've never written Uther/Ygraine before, but it was quite interesting cause I could just use my imagination for everything. :)



I saw her pacing down the aisle.

Ygraine looked gorgeous. Indescribable beautiful. It looked like she was floating even with her father, Lord Anmren, at her side. He was ill and this had made him old sooner than he should, so he was more leaning on her than she on him. But he had wanted to do this, even insisted and he was the main reason why we married so soon after we first met.

I looked back to my parents sitting on the two thrones, mother were smiling while father showed no sign of emotion, and to Geoffrey who was standing there with a book with the ceremonial words in his hands.

Ygraine and Lord Anmren reached the place next to me and Lord Anmren laid her hand in mine before he went to a chair which was especially there for him and sat down to watch. He also smiled, wide and with joy and you would never think that this was a noble man. But today I didn't care, I didn't even care that I also smiled now, at Ygraine who lightly squeezed my hand and, of course, smiled back. She was never holding in any emotion and maybe this was the reason why I had liked her from the beginning. I couldn't stand it when a noble man did it but it was amazing to see it on a woman. And she was also the most beautiful one I've ever seen.

Father never showed any sign of any feeling except sometimes when he held my mother's hand or smiled at me when we were alone. I had memories from when I was younger and we were laughing together. When I thought of him I always held these memories in my mind. Mother was different. She showed emotions but not much. It had been more in the last years, maybe because she was getting old.

Geoffrey began speaking, but I knew what he said word by word. It had been within the things I had to learn when I was young. The words and what-to-say and what-not-to-say for every kind of ceremony or celebration including weddings.

“I'm nervous”, Ygraine mouthed to me when I looked at her again and I mouthed “Me too” back.

Then Geoffrey came to the point where we had to say our vows.

“Do you, Uther, son of King Olther Pendragon of Camelot, take thee, Ygraine, daughter of Lord Anmren of Cayyan, to your lawful wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?”

I breathed in and said loud and strong: “I do.”

Geoffrey looked at Ygraine.

“And do you, Ygraine, daughter of Lord Anmren of Cayyan, take thee, Uther, son of King Olther Pendragon of Camelot, to your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?”

“I do”, she said instantly and then smiled so wide I've never seen her smile.

“I pronounce you husband and wife”, said Geoffrey and closed his book.

I turned to Ygraine. My wife. Forever. I smiled, she smiled and we both leaned in until our lips met and even though we've kissed before, that kiss was special.

And when we parted again and I looked around looked at the magical fireworks in the Great Hall I just couldn't believe it. This was like a fairy tale for me. A fairy tale come true, a forced wedding due to strategic advantages of both sides which turns to love after some days of getting to know each other. We were still getting to know each other, but I knew I loved her no matter what.

And I was going to tell her that before the day ended.