[...] [I'm going with the fact that Uther had at leas ONE portrait of his wife somewhere Arthene tugs slightly at her tunic. Regretting asking this place for a change of clothing]
[Morgana had said something like that. And she'd mostly believed her. Hearing from her mother just made it better] Yes, Mother. [Grins slightly. Happy not to reprimanded over it. Happy to have her here] Father let me learn when I was younger because he didn't know what to do with a girl. Especially when Morgan, who is named Morgana in your world, moved in with us. He allowed me to attend his lessons. Morgan continued to teach me himself, even after Father told me that he didn't want me continuing to learn. [Insert slight sheepishness]
Gorlois'...son, I presume? It already sets you apart from the rest of the court. Not too many princesses can claim to defend themselves. He hasn't had you betrothed yet, as he? Your father? It might be soon if you are 21 like Arthur is. Oh but look at you! So beautiful, it makes my heart glad!
[Nods] He's like an older brother to me. No. They can't. [bright grin] Though there aren't many men at court who would view that as an asset. No, he hasn't. However, he has given approving looks to some of the visiting princes. Mentioned a few candidates that he's found worthy. There is nothing definite yet. [She would rather there never be. However, she would do her duty] I'm happy to hear that, Mother. I used to have dreams about moments like this. It used to seem so silly ... [that she never told anyone] Never would I have imagined that any of it would become a reality. [Without thinking, she leans forward and hugs her again]
I don't think I would have minded. [Then pauses and admits] Much. I don't truly mind the embroidery. I'm really good at it. I enjoy both. [And she wanted to be allowed to enjoy both. Equally and publicly But life wasn't like that.]
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