The King

The Once and Future King

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           ~5 years Later~
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Merlin's POV

Arthur ran into Gaius' chambers, bursting into the room. He smiled as he saw me, his manservant and Court Warlock holding a newborn child in my arms.

"Arthur.." I said softly, flicking my head a bit, motioning him over. He came over and sat down in the chair across from me. I awkwardly held the child, but I gently handed her over to Arthur for him to hold.

He smiled and took her in his arms. "She's, like, what you would look like if you were a girl." He laughed softly at me.

My wife, Freya, laid on the bed, still panting a bit from giving birth. She smiled as she watched Arthur and I hold the child. I took her hand and rubbed it.

"What do you want to name her?" I asked softly.

She smiled, "Eliza.. Liz." She said softly.

Liz chortled happily, as only a child can, and reached out her hands, touching Arthur's chin.

I laughed and so did Arthur, handing Liz back to me. I took her and gave her to Freya, who held her gently and planted a kiss on her forehead. Gaius came and checked Freya's vitals, to make sure she was okay. He nodded happily and I smiled.

"You may want to leave her for a bit." He whispered, giving Freya a blue potion for strength.

Arthur and I nodded, getting up and going out into the hall.

"So!" He said, "you're a father now." He grinned widely.

"Yeah, I guess I am." I responded.

He laughed and when we got to his and Gwen's chambers, it was a disaster.

Ronnie was running around in circles, and Gwen's and Arthur's second child, Evelin, Evie, for short, was screeching in her crib. Gwaine was sitting in the middle of all of it helplessly. Arthur rushed over to Evie and lifted her out of the crib.

I kneeled down and as Ronnie ran past, I grabbed him around the waist and lifted him up too.

"Put me down! I'm seven years old and the Prince of Camelot and I cannot be treated this way!" He squealed.

I started tickling him and he laughed. "Uncle Merlin!! Stoppppp!!" He giggled.

Suddenly Gwen came in, taken aback at the sight before her.

"Where's Freya!?" She asked, looking at Gwaine, still sitting tussled in the middle of the room.

I looked at her. "She went into labor, there wasn't enough time to find you, hence the step-in nanny." I nodded to Gwaine.

"Gwaine is not a suitable nanny!" She said, aghast.

Gwaine crossed his arms. "Hey.."

I cut him off. "He was the one who was nearest, we couldn't do anything else, Freya was about to have a baby!"

Gwen gave up, walking in and taking Evie from Arthur. She had stopped screaming, and I let Ronnie down, who obediently walked to his father and tugged on his sleeve.

"Daddy, will you come practice sword fighting with me?" He asked

Arthur looked down and nodded at his son, smiling. The King took The Prince's hand and walked to courtyard, a new era, that everybody could feel,

The Land of Albion