It's Simply Not His Time Yet (Merther)

~It's simply not his time yet~ Part 1

Sorry if this sucks ❤️

Things to know in general:
"speech/spoken word"
'thoughts'
~scene change~

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Things to know for this story:
-Good Morgana
-Morgwen and Merther
-Morgana/Merlin friendship
-Gwen/Merlin friendship
-Alive Uther (for now)
-Starts with mean Gwen but she gets nicer, sorry if that's a spoiler
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Start:

"MERLIN!" Arthur's shout echoed from the throne room, loud enough so that even his father could hear it from where he was currently stood in Gaius's chambers. 'That boy never stops shouting for his manservant, does he?' he thought to himself, shaking his head and raising an eyebrow to the old man before him, who only gave a small sigh in return.

~In the throne room~
(Arthur's POV)

"What ..What happened to him?" I said, almost nervously (almost, a prince is never scared).

"Ah, as I thought. This could only ever be my sister's doing. Well, to put it simply, he's dying. It's almost unavoidable." Said an old-looking man as he stood up from next to Merlin's body.

No. No, he can't be. I refuse to believe this utter nonsense! This- this man is supposed to be the best physician throughout all of the kingdoms! Better then even Gaius, this was a sorcerer. A magical. Call it as you like, he had magic- powerful magic as I have been told. Of coarse I believed him when he told me he could "help my young friend here," I had began to trust this man since he helped Sir Gwaine and I on a hunting trip when we stumbled across enemy territory and where unluckily where unable to avoid capture by a group of twenty-seven or so bandits.

"There's no way he can survive sire, not without magic. It's the only way around it, unfortunately."

"Magic?" I barley heard the whispered words fall from Morgana's mouth. The rest was all muffles as the first tears I had cried since I was a child fell down my cheeks and onto my servants dirty blue shirt. God, he was going to get a day- no, two days off when he woke up... 'If, if he woke up' I reminded myself sadly. I pressed a hand to my mouth in attempt to silence my sobs just as Gwen sat beside me on the floor to put her arm around me.

"Are... Are you alright, Arthur?" She asked me in her usual soft, kind voice. If I didn't know her I would have thought she was absolutely fine, but I could hear that she was also upset over this. Not trusting my voice incase it cracked, I simply shook my head and then- he moved. Merlin moved to put his hand over mine. It wasn't much considering mine was only center meters away from his own, but hey, it was something! God, the things I would do for this boy for him to be awake again.

It seemed I was the only one other then Morgana who seemed to notice his muttering, as she had finally stopped her hushed argument with the socerer to walk over to us.
"Arthur... Look at me" was all she said. I normally would have ignored her but something about her worried voice made me obey with little to no hesitation.
"I.. I have magic. I've been using it for around three month now. And yes, I know how you must feel about magic, but before you go and-"

The rest of her words seemed to drown out as I stared dumbly at Merlin. What Morgana was saying.. what my SISTER was saying, was treason. Very, very high treason at that.

"-thur, Arthur, Arthur are you listening to me at all? ARTH-"

"Do it."

"Huh? Do what? I don't get what you mean"