Ragnelle (sangasyouflew) wrote in refried_scenes, @ 2010-03-07 23:23:00 |
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Current mood: | excited |
Entry tags: | kay/ragnelle |
Kay/Ragnelle AU
She comes into Camelot seated on the back of Arthur's horse, wearing a veil over what hair she has and her wrinkled face. When he stops at the stables he calls a woman to help her into the castle and into less travel-stained clothes.
In her heart Ragnelle tries not to be delighted at the prospect of the first new clothes she's had in ten years, especially since it's only going to be whatever they can manage to fit onto her twisted body. It won't be anything special. But she still grins snaggletoothed at the maid who helps her dress, ignoring the cracks her body makes, like iced branches snapping in the wind.
After that she's led to an ante-room where she can hear Arthur speaking through the door.
"This woman helped me to save our kingdom. I would have lost without her help. But I made her a vow that in exchange for her service I should help her to find a husband. I want--I want to assure you all that no man need make this marriage for my sake."
Some man in the crowd shouts, "Heaven, my lord, is she so terrible?" and she hears the pause as Arthur searches for an answer.
It doesn't matter to her. All she wants is someone who'll get this over with, who'll marry her and lift the curse and let her go back to her forest. She doesn't care who answers. So she presses forward and opens the door herself, to the sound of the collective silence of fifty men who don't want to admit that they've just had their stomachs turned. She'd thought it wouldn't bother her--after all, what are men to her? but the trees and the forest never minded what she looked like, and she fists her crumpled hands in her new skirt.
Arthur clears his throat. "Will any among you take her to wife?"