Merlin and Morgana are engaged in the spring.
Granted, everyone somehow had always been expecting them to marry at some point. Morgana certainly hadn't been hiding her affections for Merlin, and Merlin hadn't hidden his in return. The moment they announce their engagement over dinner, Gwen gives both of them knowing looks, while Arthur jokingly says if he would be getting a niece any time soon. Says that if they're making it out like rabbits, then he should probably get one next summer-
Morgana chokes on her wine. She should probably stop drinking so much.
Merlin, ever the speechless one, seems to be furiously blushing, his face turning beet red. "W-What?" he croaks.
It's not often Morgana gets to see Merlin so easily flustered like this, so she watches intently, even when Merlin gives her a pleading look.
"Come on," Arthur smirks, "Everyone could hear both of you shagging a mile away. Shut your doors, next time, will you?." He pats Merlin's back, grinning fully this time. Morgana has to stifle a laugh at Merlin's face when he hears his words. "But in all seriousness, Morgana is a real handful, isn't she? How do you even stand her these days-"
"Oh cut it, Arthur." Morgana retorts, her voice slightly slurring. There isn't much malice when she says it, though. A smile plays at her lips. "Even if I was a handful, what would you call yourself? There's certainly more stupidness in you than in half a donkey."
"I'm the king," Arthur says, amused. "You aren't allowed to speak of me like that, Morgana."
Oh, Morgana is damned sure she can-
"Correction," Merlin speaks up, grinning. "You're a prat. And even this is a struggle to get through that oh so thick head of yours."
Gwen snorts from beside Morgana. Because they're behaving like such children. Who would've believed?
"Now you've taken her side, too?" The supposedly king gasps in mock betrayal. "I thought we were friends, Merlin! How could you?"
Gwen chuckles at Arthur's musings, muttering something about self absorbed princes and such. Morgana can't help but giggle with her, since this wine has made her just the slightest bit tipsy, so she can't really control everything that comes out of her mouth all at once.
Merlin glances her way, smiling. It makes Morgana feel a little fluttery inside. "She, Arthur, is my soon-to-be wife." He says, almost in awe. "Plus, I just happen to like being right."
Morgana smiles.
She knows, that this is only the start of something new. Something great.
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AN: i couldn't bring myself to delete this, so... here ya go :> also i regretfully don't own merlin, the bbc does. just a little disclaimer :)
constructive criticism is appreciated.
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Mergana Scenes
Fanfiction"I love you." He says, those eyes of his twinkling in the moonlight. Merlin takes her hand, leans in, and oh gods, Morgana could die at this very moment, and she'd die happy- And then, in a drawn out moment, their lips touch. "I love you," Morgana w...
