Departure in the night(Part 2)

Arthur “Mom!?”

Igraine “Who else, silly…”

Arthur “You look so…”

Igraine “Different?” She asked, intrigued.

Arthur “Beautiful…”

Igraine grabs Arthur by the neck tightly with one hand and with the other she forms a fist and forcefully starts swirling her knuckles on Arthur’s hair.

Igraine “HA!? What do you mean!? Was I not beautiful before!?”

Igraine without realizing, she placed Arthur’s head straight onto her chest, bopping his head up and down between her massive fat hooters.

Arthur(Thinking) “Ahhh! Does she not realize her boobs are in my face! Why do I like this so much? This warm feeling, her mellow skin, this delightful smell, it’s so intoxicating… *Arthur attempts to raise his hand up and grab Igraine’s right breast* Ahhh! What the hell am I doing! She’s my mother! Stop! Stop!”

Knock! Knock!

Igraine breaks away from Arthur as she hears the knock on the door.

With a small gesture of her head she indicates to Arthur that he should speak.

Arthur “Ahhhm! Ahhhm! Enter!”

Uther walked in with Morrigan transformed into Igraine’s look at his side, two other royal guards behind them.

Morrigan(As Igraine) “My love, why does this servant not bow before us?” She spoke looking at Igraine.

Arthur “Ha!?”

Igraine immediately stops Arthur by grabbing his right hand, from what could’ve possibly been Arthur killing Morrigan in an instant.

Igraine bends down on one knee.

Igraine “I’m sorry, please forgive my hubris, your excellency's entrance was so sudden, I didn’t know how to respond.”

Morrigan(As Igraine) “As long as you understand your place, you are forgiven.”

Igraine(Thinking) “This fucking bitch! Perhaps she enjoys her new role a little bit too much, just wait until I’m back…”

Uther “Leave us,” Uther uttered as he gave a last glance to his wife.

Arthur “Father, a word, in private,” Arthur spoke as he looked in disgust at Morrigan.

Uther “Everybody out!”

Arthur “Wait for me by the door,” Arthur whispered in Igraine’s ear.

Igraine nodded in agreement.

Morrigan gave one glance at Arthur as she left.

Arthur “What the fuck was that!?”

Uther “Ahhhh… Your mother knows what she signed up for, Morrigan did as she was told, she played her part as she should have, no one has to know what happened in this room, not even our guards.”

Arthur “Don’t you trust them?”

Uther “I trust them with my life, just not with yours and hers.”

Arthur “Ahhh! *Arthur forms a fist and hits the table that his mother leaned on earlier, the table breaks in two* That bitch! Who the fuck is she!?”

Uther “A former friend of mine and your mother’s… You don’t need to concern yourself with her.”

Arthur “I don’t trust her…”

Uther “Neither do I…”

Arthur “Then… Why?”

Uther “Let’s just say… You’re not the only one that is bored and wants to play games, I have to have my entertainment while I sit here all alone, and she is one of those entertainments.”

Arthur “You know she means to betray us?”

Uther “I wouldn’t say betray… that’s a bit too harsh, we have a little bit of history, she, me and your mother.”

Arthur “Fine! Fine! If you wouldn’t tell me that’s fine! Just be careful around her.”

Uther “It’s not that I don’t want to tell you, It’s just… It’s not something you talk with your son about…”

Arthur “Please, I’m all ears.”

Uther “Uhhh… After I became King, I had two options of marriage, Morrigan and your mother, Igraine, let’s just say that I… sampled? A bit of both before making my decision…”

Arthur “Ewww! Stop! Stop! Stop!”

Uther “I told you, It’s not something you talk with your son about, so… I started sampling, sometimes even both samples at the same time…”

Arthur “Stop…. with the details…”

Uther “Not soon after, I made my decision and I married your mother, Igraine… well… even to this day, she still thinks I have feelings for Morrigan, so, we made a bet, If I could restrain myself for 90 days and not touch Morrigan, I win, what I will win, I cannot tell you, and what will she gain if she wins I also cannot tell you, It’s simple as that, It’s a game between two married people that perhaps… in the last years have lost their… spark…” Uther spoke, with a slight tone of guilt and sadness.

Arthur “I understand, to some extent…” Arthur spoke as he turned away from Uther and started walking to the door.

Uther "Good, my mana flows through your body now, you have three hours at best to chose your new form, afterwards, only I can cancel the magic, be very careful with what you choose," Uther spoke in a serious tone.

Arthur "How do I do it?"

Uther "Go to the mirror in your room, you will understand."

Arthur nodded and headed for the door.

Before opening the door Arthur stops.

Arthur “If my mother cries at the end of this, I can only hope for your sake that it will be tears of joy,” Arthur spoke to his father in a decisive tone before opening the door.

Uther “Me too… Me too…” Uther whispered to himself.

Arthur leave’s his parent’s bedroom.

Igraine was waiting for him near the door.

She looked around, no guards were in sight.

Igraine smacks Arthur on the head.

Igraine “What the hell was that back there, were you purposely trying to blow my cover?”

Arthur “Au! Stop hitting me, I was never quite on board with this to begin with…”

Igraine “Well, you’re stuck with me, like it or not, the “beautiful” me,” she spoke sarcastically.

Arthur “You know that’s not what I meant…”

Igraine “Ahhh *She took a deep breath and calmed herself down* I know, I’m sorry, It’s just that it’s this thing between me and Uther that’s got me frustrated. Doesn't matter, we need to leave and fast…”

Arthur “You’re all set?”

Igraine puts her index finger near her lascivious elven lips, raising her upper lip slightly up.

Arthur(Thinking) “What the hell am I thinking, she looks different but… she’s still my mother, I cannot possibly… Right?” He thought as he watched her massaging her upper lip.

Igraine “I think I’m all set,” she replied with a bright smile.

Arthur “Then let’s grab Bedivere and let’s go,” Arthur spoke as he started walking forward.

Igraine followed behind him.

As they walked he turned his gaze back and forth at her multiple times, he never walked in front of his mother, the monarch’s rules clearly dictated that the person with the highest status had to be first and the servants behind, In this instance for the first time in his life, his mother stood behind him as he walked through the castle, it was an intoxicating thought to him, his mother, the one he loved most and respected, now reduced to a mere servant walking behind him, the thought of his mother being his servant almost got his blood flowing in his pants, he never had these thoughts about her before, but now, was completely different.

Arthur “Why elven?” Arthur asked.

Igraine “Uhmmm… No reason, I asked your father to transform me into whatever he wanted, but still… I just couldn’t give up my curves and blonde long hair. And… eventually I just had him make only some slight alterations, being elven was one of them, I wouldn’t be recognized and I could still keep my body type.”

As she mentioned her curves, Arthur turned his gaze back and watched her top to bottom, not in a lascivious way, but still… she could sense that it wasn’t the look her son usually glanced at her.

Igraine “What do you think you're doing?” She asked with a concerned look on her face.

Arthur “Nothing!” Arthur shouted, startled.

Igraine “Face in front, mister…”

Igraine(Thinking) “Did he really just look at me like that, like I’m some sort of… this boy… What did I get myself into?” She sighed.