A few Weeks has passed, and Henry arrived along with his wife Irene. Before they had even gotten a chance to talk to Uther, he was already throwing a party for them.
Rachel was alone in her lab, when Lady Irene as it should be said Duchess Irene walked in.
Red, coily hair gently hangs over a furrowed, gloomy face. Big, round brown eyes, set delicately within their sockets, watch delightfully over the people they've watched over for so long. Freckles are spread charmingly around her nose and cheekbones and leaves an amusing memory of her former lovers.
This young's family was a simple count's family, her father and brothers charged into the war leaving her and her younger sister to face off against the wolfs in the shaped of their distant family members. They bullied her small family when her father and brothers died, her younger sister and mother committed suicide by them.
Irene rather then be a plaything put herself on fire to escape, this cause all sorts of problems and making her chances of having children severely weekend. Of course, Rachel was the one who had completely heal her and during her healing process she and Henry fell in love.
"How are you feeling?" was the first things Rachel asked.
"…." Irene walked over slowly sat across from her.
"You slept with Uther, Why?"
The Young women pulled her hair back her eyes glistened with tears. "I don't know, I just…..I Just don't know."
"I know you have been trying with no success. It had left a strain on your relationship. Tell me why are you so worried about something that Henry doesn't care for."
Irene gripped her dress intensely. "I had always wanted a family, I wanted to have his children."
"So, it was never for him but for you"
"….."
"I watched Henry and Uther grow up, I also watched you and Henry grow feelings for each other. Irene you only live once, do you honestly want to have a baby be a black spot on you and Henry. You have already made the mistake of sleeping with Uther. Irene betrayal hurts most when comes from someone you love.
Did you know what you did could have destroyed him, Henry has always been a drastic person."
"..." Irene just silently sobs.
"What you did wasn't what he wanted but what you wanted. But you are not the only one wrong here either Henry is or so is Uther for not controlling himself.
Irene you have a lot to think about, I think sleeping on it will do you some good. Since its late" Was all Rachel could manage to say, she felt out words of spite trying to come out, but she suppressed them. Irene is not a bad person, just a bad decision maker.
Henry is the same except he is weak when it comes to family decisions, he may have wanted to make Irene happy. But he let her treat him any way while she was depressed and not fully in control of her impulsive actions.
After encouraging Irene to walk back to her quest quarters and sleep, Rachel leaned fiddling with her feather pen. And like that her night passed peacefully.
The next morning, Uther walked in with a dumfounded look on his face.
"What's wrong" Rachel frowned, normally this drunkard would walk in with a headache.
"Henry's forgiven me" Uther muttered, he looked soulless, the soulless king.
"..."
"….."
"You are a monster" Rachel said bluntly, after a moment of silence. "This is what you get for not controlling your pants."
"..." Uther then walked out dejectedly, to where not sure. But, hopefully to sulk into the bottoms of his pillow. Rachel then stood up from her desk as she closed and locked her lab, taking a fresh walk outside. Everything has been relatively clean enough to Rachel's standard, that she can walk out without feeling anxious.
The servants where running around the castle, conducting task, the guards where being guards and the knight where in the back courtyard, training and being the knights.
"How rare, Merlin, coming down to watch some bout, between us chivalrous men." Arthur said the moment he spotted her in the nearby awning.
"….."
"What?"
"….." Rachel said nothing, her simple thoughts thinking where that. They were all stupid, trying to give themselves a compliment and expecting for a compliment from someone like her. "Try not to get fat"
Arthur looked so confused as he looked down and then back up to see, she had disappeared. "Merlin?". Arthur was beefy, and so should knights be. But Rachel thought they were chunky rather than muscle. In fact, she doubted on rather they had abs underneath.
All in all her walk was peaceful and uneventful.
"Is there anymore" Morgan pressed her curiosity burning brightly, Rachel just stared at her blankly. In this dreamlike space, Rachel had been teaching the girl light and nature spells. Every-Night, this girl eagerly learned with enthusiasm.
Rachel suddenly felt bad for denying her from this part of her, magic is indeed fun. Rachel never officially learned how people use magic, and while she was in the forest with the fae-folk she ended up being self-taught because even they where clueless. Plus, they didn't like how the humans used magic.
And honestly nether did Rachel, too gross.