Chapter 12: Merlin

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 "My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love somebody and have the courage to accept the love in return."

~Maya Angelou

Merlin's POV

I can't believe it. Even sitting on Kilgharrah's back with Freya's arms wrapped around my waist, I struggle to convince myself that she is really back. It's difficult to believe that this is all really happening; it seems too perfect. Freya and Arthur, two of the people that I care about most and had given up hope for, are here. Safe. Freya was dead, and now here she is. Arthur hated me, and now he understands. I can't imagine feeling happier.

Arthur sits behind Freya. He's been quiet since those few minutes after I woke up. I think he's tired. We've all been through a lot these past few days. We're not the same people that we used to be. But, for the most part, I think we're better.

Freya leans forward behind me. I feel her breath on my neck. "You okay?" she asks.

I smile and lean my head against hers. "Perfect." I reply.

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