[ she chooses voice, and it is not for the reasons she used it before, because she didn't wish to see his face, or for him to look upon hers. it is because she does not know quite what her own features are doing. uther killed her father, as surely as if he had driven the sword through his belly with his own hands.
but gwen knows the loss of a father, the grief of it, the pain. even if uther was not...he had been arthur's father, and arthur had loved him. there's a soft exhale of breath before she speaks. ]
voice;
but gwen knows the loss of a father, the grief of it, the pain. even if uther was not...he had been arthur's father, and arthur had loved him. there's a soft exhale of breath before she speaks. ]
Arthur...Arthur, I am so sorry.