Good afternoon, people of Camelot

I’m enjoying of a peaceful day around Camelot’s castle, although I am growing a little bit restless having to stay inside; the more the babies grow, the less I can do, and Gaius telling me that I must rest as much as I can doesn’t help it. At least I had the chance of seeing Gwaine in the morning before he had to go train with Arthur and the others, but right now I’m alone, so if you want to talk about something, feel free to ask.



OOC: ANNOUNCEMENT

Ok so, first of all, hi to every single one of my followers, I love you all and thanks for reading these OOC posts, even if they are a bit annoying… It means the world to me!

Second and straight to the point: as many of you know already, Merlin Season 5 begins this week, and I know that you will be eager to watch it and stuff, and that is the main reason for this post.

Behold my SPOILER POLICY:

Believe me, I don’t like rules either, but I’m doing this to protect every single one of my followers from spoilers. I know that when one likes a show very much, you want to know everything about it, but we have to think that not everyone likes to read spoilers, and there is still people that enjoy the thrill of watching a show for the first time on tv without know what will happen next.

Now, last but not least, I have to say that I reached the 128 followers mark! (it was at 129 last night, but I think that someone didn’t like my Eoin Macken posts <.<) I want to do something special for when I reach my 150 mark, if I ever do, so send me your ideas! Do you want Amelia to do something? Play a game? Honesty period? Truth or dare? TMI days? Or would you rather know something about the mun?


Plenty of Grit - Megumi Hayashibara
On My Own - Samantha Barks
Kimi no Shiranai Monogatari - Supercell
Just Be Friends - Megurine Luka
If I&#8217;m Not The One - Nana Tanimura
I&#8217;d Love To Be Your Last - Gretchen Wilson
A Little Pain - Olivia Lufkin
Regret - Mai Hoshimura
Soba Ni Iru Ne - Thelma Aoyama
My Love - Paul McCartney
  1. Plenty of Grit - Megumi Hayashibara
  2. On My Own - Samantha Barks
  3. Kimi no Shiranai Monogatari - Supercell
  4. Just Be Friends - Megurine Luka
  5. If I’m Not The One - Nana Tanimura
  6. I’d Love To Be Your Last - Gretchen Wilson
  7. A Little Pain - Olivia Lufkin
  8. Regret - Mai Hoshimura
  9. Soba Ni Iru Ne - Thelma Aoyama
  10. My Love - Paul McCartney



alexanderlansang:

On the Job
Castle Defence
Wizard Shit

((Good job, Merlin))

alexanderlansang:

On the Job

Castle Defence

Wizard Shit

((Good job, Merlin))


A Blood-drop In The Snow

askprincehal:

ask-magicanon:

askprincehal:

ask-magicanon:

askprincehal:

“Are you aware of the kind of man he is?”, he blurted out. He didn’t want to start their conversation about her new betrothed that way, but couldn’t bring himself to stop his lips from pronouncing the dreaded words. “How did he win your affections in such a short time?”

“He did nothing”, she answered simply, “He was just himself. And I’m well aware of the way he behaved before we met properly, since I was watching him before I introduced myself.”

“And still you believe in him?”, Hal retorted exasperated, “He is a man without honor! He holds no respect for any maiden he has met and beyond all that he despises royalty! My dearest, you are nothing but the perfect example of everything he looks down onto.” He noticed how awful that must have sounded, and immediately added: “I know it is a horrible thought to hold, but all I care about is your safety. I failed to guard you once; I’m not going to make the same mistake twice.”

“He has his own reasons to distrust royalty and I don’t blame him for that!”, said the woman with a hurt look in her eyes. “You don’t need to feel guilty for what is in the past. Hal, there’s nothing you could have done to change what happened with Elliot, and I can assure you that is not gonna happen again.” Then she took a deep breath and looked at the stars again, as if to ask the heavens for the best words to help him understand. “I love him, that is why I believe in him. And I love him because I know that there’s more to him than meets the eye: he has a noble heart, and stands for what he believes is right; he is there unconditionally for the people he cares for, and no matter how big the challenge he doesn’t back down from it.”

“But does he feel the same way about you? Does he hold the same level of devotion for you as you have for him?” He needed to know, not because he wanted to know what passed through the man’s mind, but he craved for her to know that no other man would ever love her as much as he did. “I understand that you may think that he is a good man; after all, you are marrying him. How are you so sure that he changed his ways? How can you be so certain that he is not going to treat you like every other woman he has been with?”

"That… that I don’t know. I would lie if I told you that those thoughts have not crossed my mind, but all I can do is hope that he does feel the same way about me." She blushed at his mention of marriage. Gwaine had told him that he planned on marrying her, but it was actually the first time he had said something about it. She couldn’t help but wonder if he really meant it or if he said it just to state a point with Hal; either way she really didn’t know. "He wants us to raise our children together, and about marriage… I know that he has never been too fond of the idea, and… well, I must confess that it surprised me as much as it has surprised you."


A Blood-drop In The Snow

askprincehal:

ask-magicanon:

askprincehal:

ask-magicanon:

askprincehal:

“Did you find enough friends here in Camelot to make you forget about your life in Kent?”, he asked, a feeling of both regret and despair flooding his veins with every beat his aching heart gave. “Why did you not come to me for help, if you were in such trouble, the moment you left your homeland behind? I would have done everything in my power to help you alleviate your grief.”

“It is not that I forgot about Kent, it’s just that the circumstances just kept me here. And… I don’t know, I was so scared when I left home that I just didn’t think about anything but running away.” She tried to explain to him what had happened with Gwaine, but still she didn’t want to throw the facts at him without reason. “During the time I spent guarding Arthur and Merlin from afar, I… I came across Gwaine.” Amelia looked him in the eye and with a small smile took his hand. “Don’t get me wrong, Hal, I do appreciate everything you have done for my sake. You know that I think dearly of you.”

“Are you aware of the kind of man he is?”, he blurted out. He didn’t want to start their conversation about her new betrothed that way, but couldn’t bring himself to stop his lips from pronouncing the dreaded words. “How did he win your affections in such a short time?”

“He did nothing”, she answered simply, “He was just himself. And I’m well aware of the way he behaved before we met properly, since I was watching him before I introduced myself.”

“And still you believe in him?”, Hal retorted exasperated, “He is a man without honor! He holds no respect for any maiden he has met and beyond all that he despises royalty! My dearest, you are nothing but the perfect example of everything he looks down onto.” He noticed how awful that must have sounded, and immediately added: “I know it is a horrible thought to hold, but all I care about is your safety. I failed to guard you once; I’m not going to make the same mistake twice.”

"He has his own reasons to distrust royalty and I don’t blame him for that!", said the woman with a hurt look in her eyes. "You don’t need to feel guilty for what is in the past. Hal, there’s nothing you could have done to change what happened with Elliot, and I can assure you that is not gonna happen again." Then she took a deep breath and looked at the stars again, as if to ask the heavens for the best words to help him understand. "I love him, that is why I believe in him. And I love him because I know that there’s more to him than meets the eye: he has a noble heart, and stands for what he believes is right; he is there unconditionally for the people he cares for, and no matter how big the challenge he doesn’t back down from it."


A Blood-drop In The Snow

askprincehal:

ask-magicanon:

askprincehal:

ask-magicanon:

askprincehal:

Listening to her attentively, Hal couldn’t help but wonder what kind of difficulties had stood within the lady’s path. “I am very sorry for all that happened to you”, he told her gravely, “I wish I had acted upon my forebodings that there was something wrong with Elliot, just to prevent you from having to cope with this all on your own.”

“But I am not alone”, she replied swiftly with a tender tone, “Here in Camelot I found a lot of people that one way or another have helped me get through the worst I have ever come across.”

“Did you find enough friends here in Camelot to make you forget about your life in Kent?”, he asked, a feeling of both regret and despair flooding his veins with every beat his aching heart gave. “Why did you not come to me for help, if you were in such trouble, the moment you left your homeland behind? I would have done everything in my power to help you alleviate your grief.”

“It is not that I forgot about Kent, it’s just that the circumstances just kept me here. And… I don’t know, I was so scared when I left home that I just didn’t think about anything but running away.” She tried to explain to him what had happened with Gwaine, but still she didn’t want to throw the facts at him without reason. “During the time I spent guarding Arthur and Merlin from afar, I… I came across Gwaine.” Amelia looked him in the eye and with a small smile took his hand. “Don’t get me wrong, Hal, I do appreciate everything you have done for my sake. You know that I think dearly of you.”

“Are you aware of the kind of man he is?”, he blurted out. He didn’t want to start their conversation about her new betrothed that way, but couldn’t bring himself to stop his lips from pronouncing the dreaded words. “How did he win your affections in such a short time?”

"He did nothing", she answered simply, "He was just himself. And I’m well aware of the way he behaved before we met properly, since I was watching him before I introduced myself."


A Blood-drop In The Snow

askprincehal:

ask-magicanon:

askprincehal:

Listening to her attentively, Hal couldn’t help but wonder what kind of difficulties had stood within the lady’s path. “I am very sorry for all that happened to you”, he told her gravely, “I wish I had acted upon my forebodings that there was something wrong with Elliot, just to prevent you from having to cope with this all on your own.”

“But I am not alone”, she replied swiftly with a tender tone, “Here in Camelot I found a lot of people that one way or another have helped me get through the worst I have ever come across.”

“Did you find enough friends here in Camelot to make you forget about your life in Kent?”, he asked, a feeling of both regret and despair flooding his veins with every beat his aching heart gave. “Why did you not come to me for help, if you were in such trouble, the moment you left your homeland behind? I would have done everything in my power to help you alleviate your grief.”

"It is not that I forgot about Kent, it’s just that the circumstances just kept me here. And… I don’t know, I was so scared when I left home that I just didn’t think about anything but running away." She tried to explain to him what had happened with Gwaine, but still she didn’t want to throw the facts at him without reason. "During the time I spent guarding Arthur and Merlin from afar, I… I came across Gwaine." Amelia looked him in the eye and with a small smile took his hand. "Don’t get me wrong, Hal, I do appreciate everything you have done for my sake. You know that I think dearly of you."


A Blood-drop In The Snow

askprincehal:

ask-magicanon:

askprincehal:

“Yes, I know, Amelia.” And of course he knew, for how could he ever forget what she loved and hated? He spent every single minute he was on Kent just to know a little bit more about her, and still he would have given it all just to have the courage to speak to her frankly about his affections. The moment his eyes fell on her at the battlefield, he couldn’t control the dreamer’s side of his mind that claimed that once she was safe and sound, he would finally have the opportunity to court her. But it all shattered when that man entered her chambers. “May I sit down?”, he asked more out of custom than anything else and after she nodded lightly he occupied the spot next to her on the cool stone bench. He looked around at everything and nothing, the silhouettes of flowers and bushes fading into the twilight of the far-away flickering torches that lighted the surrounding hallways. “I find it still difficult to believe that you are alive”, he mentioned casually and looked into her eyes, “It is too much of a miracle and I’m no holy man to deserve such a blessed event to happen in my lifetime.”

“You think too much of me and too little of yourself”, Amelia answered curiously. Hal had never said anything about her personally, he always limited their conversations to asking her one thing or another, but never commented on what she gave as a response. It was almost as if he was interrogating her.

She felt she needed to explain what had happened to her in the last couple of years, so she began: “I’m sorry for all the trouble I caused with my disappearance, but you must understand the situation that made me leave without telling anybody. The day I got out of Kent, I saw Elliot with another woman. I was having an argument with him, when my mother came into the room. I…”, she made a pause doubting just for a moment before telling him the truth, “…I lost control of my magic. When I regained consciousness, I saw both Elliot and my mother on the ground and everything inside the room was torn apart. I got scared, because I thought they were dead, so I ran away to the woods. Once there I heard a voice calling me, and found inside a cave what I thought was a dragon, though in reality it was just an illusion created by Elliot.” She felt a pang of pain in her chest but the warmth inside her belly reappeared and made it subside. “The dragon offered to take care of me and teach me how to control my magic. I stayed in the woods since then, traveling from time to time from one small village to another, until one day the dragon told me that he had something to ask of me. He appointed me to watch over Prince Arthur and his manservant Merlin from afar, and that’s what I did. A few months ago, he told me to approach them and that is how I finally came to Camelot.” She took a deep breath and looked up to the stars again. “You already know the rest of it.”

Listening to her attentively, Hal couldn’t help but wonder what kind of difficulties had stood within the lady’s path. “I am very sorry for all that happened to you”, he told her gravely, “I wish I had acted upon my forebodings that there was something wrong with Elliot, just to prevent you from having to cope with this all on your own.”

"But I am not alone", she replied swiftly with a tender tone, "Here in Camelot I found a lot of people that one way or another have helped me get through the worst I have ever come across."


A Blood-drop In The Snow

askprincehal:

ask-magicanon:

askprincehal:

ask-magicanon:

Amelia had been restless the last few days, forced to stay in bed, all because Gaius was being extra careful with her wounds due to her condition. ‘One cannot be too careful when treating a pregnant woman’, he said. And she couldn’t argue with that: she didn’t want anything to harm her children. Even so, when he told her she could leave the bed (under the condition that she must not strain herself), she took the opportunity and decided to take a little walk on the inner gardens of the castle just before dinner time.

The cool wind of the evening got her invigorated, lifting her spirits and making her feel as if everything was well with the world, as if her only trouble right then was just to avoid the smell of mead and remembering to eat something salty before getting breakfast every morning.  So she decided to sit down on a stone bench, looking up at the dark starry sky that reminded her of the first time she spent an evening by the river with Gwaine.

Hal got out of his chambers and walked down the hallway that led to the inner gardens of the castle; his mind was reeling from the moment his knight brought the report he had asked for. He finally knew the kind of man that this… Gwaine was, and that troubled him even more than it did a few hours prior to receiving the information. He needed fresh air to help himself to think, to clear out all the swirling thoughts that made turbulence inside his usually calm mind and find the balance within himself to decide what he would do with all the new knowledge. And maybe he would have found such peace in the inner gardens, if it wasn’t for the fair figure he found sitting at a stone bench, looking up at the darkening skies. For a faint moment he stood there, just watching her from the distance, not daring himself to move and risk shattering the dreamlike scene that unfolded in front of his grayish eyes. How many times had he dreamed of her being alive just for the dream to end in a terrible nightmare? And yet… there she was.

He finally took a deep breath and straightening himself walked steadily towards her; the moment he reached the place where she sat, he cleared his throat and called out to her. “Good evening, my lady”, said he in a tone that didn’t hide the tenderness that dwelt inside his chest.

She had not heard anyone around her, so Amelia was surprised when she noticed Hal standing a few feet away from the bench where she sat. “Hal!”, she exclaimed, a small smile gracing her features, “It is so good to see you. I think we need to talk, but don’t call me ‘my lady’ or else I’ll start calling you ‘my lord’, and you know how much I hate to speak like that.”

“Yes, I know, Amelia.” And of course he knew, for how could he ever forget what she loved and hated? He spent every single minute he was on Kent just to know a little bit more about her, and still he would have given it all just to have the courage to speak to her frankly about his affections. The moment his eyes fell on her at the battlefield, he couldn’t control the dreamer’s side of his mind that claimed that once she was safe and sound, he would finally have the opportunity to court her. But it all shattered when that man entered her chambers. “May I sit down?”, he asked more out of custom than anything else and after she nodded lightly he occupied the spot next to her on the cool stone bench. He looked around at everything and nothing, the silhouettes of flowers and bushes fading into the twilight of the far-away flickering torches that lighted the surrounding hallways. “I find it still difficult to believe that you are alive”, he mentioned casually and looked into her eyes, “It is too much of a miracle and I’m no holy man to deserve such a blessed event to happen in my lifetime.”

"You think too much of me and too little of yourself", Amelia answered curiously. Hal had never said anything about her personally, he always limited their conversations to asking her one thing or another, but never commented on what she gave as a response. It was almost as if he was interrogating her.

She felt she needed to explain what had happened to her in the last couple of years, so she began: “I’m sorry for all the trouble I caused with my disappearance, but you must understand the situation that made me leave without telling anybody. The day I got out of Kent, I saw Elliot with another woman. I was having an argument with him, when my mother came into the room. I…”, she made a pause doubting just for a moment before telling him the truth, “…I lost control of my magic. When I regained consciousness, I saw both Elliot and my mother on the ground and everything inside the room was torn apart. I got scared, because I thought they were dead, so I ran away to the woods. Once there I heard a voice calling me, and found inside a cave what I thought was a dragon, though in reality it was just an illusion created by Elliot.” She felt a pang of pain in her chest but the warmth inside her belly reappeared and made it subside. “The dragon offered to take care of me and teach me how to control my magic. I stayed in the woods since then, traveling from time to time from one small village to another, until one day the dragon told me that he had something to ask of me. He appointed me to watch over Prince Arthur and his manservant Merlin from afar, and that’s what I did. A few months ago, he told me to approach them and that is how I finally came to Camelot.” She took a deep breath and looked up to the stars again. “You already know the rest of it.”


Good day, people of Camelot

Still today I’m bedridden, waiting for my wounds to heal, and I think I have some sickness caused by my… by some other reason, so I would like if you came chat with me.