Wired (finale): Epilogue

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A.N.:

I wrapped it up, as promised ;)

I think, you're going to love the mind fuck :)


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Arthur's life seemed to consist of hundreds and thousands of decisions.
As king, he was supposed to decide over the lives of every single person in his care. He was supposed to decide over life and death, worth and use, friend or foe, guilty or innocent.

And he thought, he would always have to make these decisions alone.
He always believed – since he recognized his feelings for Merlin – that one day he would have to choose between Gwen and him.
He was wrong.

Some things in life just happen.
And if Arthur ever had a choice in whether or not he would change those circumstances, he would easily deny it.
The driving force of their entire four person relationship, were in fact, Merlin and Gwen.

Their friendship was what kept their dynamic fluent and young and active.
Though, whatever was between them never grew passed the stage of best friends and prank buddies, Gwen did one day admit, that she used to have a crush on Merlin.
A fact to which not only Arthur, but Lancelot and Merlin as well were surprised by.

"Why are YOU surprised, Merlin? I KISSED you that one time, don't you remember?"

"I was dying and barely made it back! I thought you were only concerned?"
"Concerned? I was worried sick, Merlin! Arthur was gone forever to get you that blasted flower. I thought, maybe HE died! And then he came back and got imprisoned. It was SO close!", she put her fingers together so that the gap in between would have barely let a hair through.

"Arthur risked his life to get Merlin a flower?", Lancelot – who still, even after four months, sometimes felt like he was constantly overstepping boundaries. Or knew too little.
Then again, he DID have some inside jokes with Merlin that Arthur never got and which made him incredibly jealous at times.
It was so funny, that Merlin outright flirted with Lancelot. (14)

In the beginning, Lancelot had been frightened that Arthur would kill him, were he to engage in such nonsense. But it was clear, pretty early on that Merlin only tried to get a rise out of Arthur.

Their dynamic hadn't changed much.
There was just a lot more touching. A lot more openness in their expressions. And their language had changed slightly. It was more daring now.
Other than that, they still denied liking each other, when Arthur was in public.

Which is why Merlin always hung on Lancelot's arm, just to tease him for it.

"He was dying."

"I was a servant and you kept telling me you would have me fired."

"You drank poison for me!"

"Touché."

Well, this was the way the behaved around each other in public.
In private, things looked a bit different. Albeit not much.
But I suppose it would say a lot, if I told you that it was not Arthur who proposed to Gwen. Neither was it Lancelot.
And it was also not Gwen who asked either of them.

No. Merlin and Gwen, as best friends for life, hat sat down together and just... planned it.

Arthur would marry Gwen. As Arthur was the king and needed a queen and all four of them had always spoken of Gwen as the future queen.
Arthur had always believed, he would one day have to marry another princess for an alliance.
But with Emrys himself at his side, peace was not only in reach, it was tangible.

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