I decided to write this to cheer myself up after the tragedy known as Lancelot du Lac. So here's what could have happened had Arthur and Gwen not been discovered. This is my first fanfic, so sorry if it sucks.

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"We should be heading back to Camelot soon," said Gwen. She and Arthur were resting on a blanket in a clearing outside the castle. Guinevere had on a beautiful light pink dress, and matching flowers adorned her thick, curly black hair. Prince Arthur gazed at her lovingly.

"We can stay a while longer," he replied, wishing that the moment could last forever. "I don't know when we'll have the chance to do this again."

"Perhaps when you become a farmer," Gwen laughed, "we'll be together more often."

"It's just a dream," Arthur said. "I fear I will never leave Camelot. Stay still," he added gravely. Gwen tensed immediately.

"Is it bandits?" she whispered. Arthur peered over her shoulder and reached for his sword. He suddenly reached out, and Gwen gasped with surprise.

"A wasp," Arthur answered. Gwen's face morphed into a smile as she let out a laugh. She looked at Arthur and was overcome with desire for him. She stared into his eyes as their lips met. Gwen rested her hand on Arthur's chest, never wanting the kiss to end.

Uther and Morgana rode on, dangerously close to where Gwen and Arthur were laying. Finally they found the creek where Morgana knew the two were hiding. She smiled with triumph as she and Uther stumbled upon... nothing. Gwen and Arthur were not there. But how could that be? Morgana was sure of what she had seen an hour before. She knew she had led Uther to the same spot. So why was there nothing to see besides water and rocks?

"I see we have reached the end of our journey," said Uther. "It is getting dark, and I'm afraid the council matters can wait no longer. We must return to Camelot," he told Morgana.

"No, please," Morgana resisted. "We've barely spent any time together. I wish we could continue our ride."

"So do I, Morgana. But we must return," Uther repeated. "I have enjoyed this time. We must do this again soon."

"Yes," Morgana said, her lips formed in a scowl. "Very soon." As if she wanted to spend any more time with Uther than was completely necessary. She reluctantly turned her horse around, and they rode back to Camelot together.

Arthur and Gwen began breathing normally again. They were both crouched behind a large rock near the creek. Arthur had heard the sound of horses and told Gwen to hide. He soon followed when he discovered who was coming. They had overheard the entire conversation between Morgana and Uther.

The pair looked at each other and exchanged a nervous smile; they had not been discovered. Not yet, anyway. Arthur knew that they would have to be much more careful in the future if he wanted to continue his secret romance with Guinevere. Nevertheless, he sighed with relief.

Arthur stood up cautiously and crept out of his hiding spot. He made sure his father and Morgana were out of sight before going back to get Gwen. They knew they couldn't go back to Camelot yet, while Uther was on the same path back. They decided to make the most of what little time they had left together. Arthur grabbed the blanket that they had hidden behind a bush and spread it back out. He gestured for Gwen to sit, and he followed.

"Where were we?" Arthur asked. And they kissed once more. A huge well of emotion rose in Arthur's chest as his lips felt Gwen's. Love, and longing, but also lust. He wanted Gwen more in that moment than ever before. Perhaps it was the intensity of their situation, or perhaps it was just his mind playing tricks on him, but he knew one thing for certain: he needed Guinevere, her touch, her love. He loved her more than anything, and he needed to know she felt the same way.

Arthur and Gwen fell into a laying position, never breaking the kiss. Arthur repositioned his body over Guinevere's thin frame, staring into her eyes. Gwen's wide eyes spoke their agreement. Arthur's heart leapt.

"I love you," he whispered into Guinevere's ear.