The Kings Mark
Author: sidhe_faerie
Title: The Kings Mark
Rating: PG
Character/s: Arthur
Summary: Arthur wonders about the mark on his chest.
Warnings: Mentions of Arthur’s death.
Word Count: 202
Amnesty Post Prompt: Prompt 3 Scars
Author's Notes: Modern Camelot Please check the list on AO3 to see where it goes.
All previous prompts are on AO3
The Kings Mark
Arthur stood in front of the mirror with his chest bare. He looked at the mark that was right over his heart. He had always thought it was some kind of birthmark. That is until Merlin and Morgana told him and Gwen that they were the reincarnated King and Queen of Camelot.
He realized that it must have been a really big weapon to leave such a big scar. What was it? A spear or a lance? It seemed too big to be a sword.
In some ways Arthur wished he could remember but he realized that it was a blessing that he couldn’t.
Merlin and Morgana remembered the life they all had in Camelot. It seemed to him that they were cursed in a way. They would never be able to forget the things they had been through there where as he and Gwen had no memory and could move on with their lives.
Arthur picked up the red t-shirt and pulled it over his head. There was no sense dwelling on what was all he could do is live in the present. He ran his fingers thru his hair and left to go to kitchen where Gwen was making tea.
Title: The Kings Mark
Rating: PG
Character/s: Arthur
Summary: Arthur wonders about the mark on his chest.
Warnings: Mentions of Arthur’s death.
Word Count: 202
Amnesty Post Prompt: Prompt 3 Scars
Author's Notes: Modern Camelot Please check the list on AO3 to see where it goes.
All previous prompts are on AO3
The Kings Mark
Arthur stood in front of the mirror with his chest bare. He looked at the mark that was right over his heart. He had always thought it was some kind of birthmark. That is until Merlin and Morgana told him and Gwen that they were the reincarnated King and Queen of Camelot.
He realized that it must have been a really big weapon to leave such a big scar. What was it? A spear or a lance? It seemed too big to be a sword.
In some ways Arthur wished he could remember but he realized that it was a blessing that he couldn’t.
Merlin and Morgana remembered the life they all had in Camelot. It seemed to him that they were cursed in a way. They would never be able to forget the things they had been through there where as he and Gwen had no memory and could move on with their lives.
Arthur picked up the red t-shirt and pulled it over his head. There was no sense dwelling on what was all he could do is live in the present. He ran his fingers thru his hair and left to go to kitchen where Gwen was making tea.