Reunited (Merlin)

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Warning/s: None I think?

Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin.

A/N: Yo my readers, I am back with another chapter! Hope you all enjoy this one as much as the last few and please leave me a review to let me know what you're thinking of the story! It would really cheer me up as I feel kind of ill today :(

"Is that the right temperature?" Freya asked unsurely, dipping her hand into the water.

Gwen came over and tested the water, wincing a little. "Just a bit too hot," she said kindly.

Freya sighed in frustration. "I'll never get the hang of this," she muttered to herself.

"It's only your second day," Gwen pointed out reasonably. "It took Merlin weeks to get used to what Arthur liked. He still doesn't know everything, in fact. Don't worry yourself about it."

Freya cheered up a little, and tipped in a pail of cold water. Gwen tested it again and smiled. "Perfect," she smiled. "Help me undo my dress?"

The two moved behind the dressing screen – why, Freya wasn't entirely sure seeing as there was nobody else in there – and Freya deftly unlaced the back of Gwen's dress. She was a fast learner, at least.

Gwen had only been in her bath for a few minutes, and Freya was starting to wash her hair, when Arthur and Merlin returned. Merlin looked away politely, even though there was nothing to see because everything was covered by the water, and helped Arthur to take off his armour.

"Freya, I am sorry if my knights were rude to you," Arthur said frankly. "It's just that none of us ever thought that Merlin was ever going to find someone, let alone someone as, well...beautiful, as you, and they were just surprised. Merlin has never expressed any interest of any girls – we can see why now."

Freya had turned pink at Arthur's words, but then said graciously, "Thank you, Arthur, I know they did not mean anything bad. It just took me by surprise."

Arthur bowed his head and sat down at the table to get on with paperwork. Merlin busied himself with tidying up their chambers and collecting laundry, longing to speak to Freya but not wanting to in front of Gwen and Arthur. He knew that anything he said would just be discussed after they'd gone and no doubt related to the knights.

There was silence for a few minutes, apart from the splashes of Gwen's bath, and then Gwen said suddenly, "You and Merlin can have the rest of the night off when you've finished with my bath, Freya."

"Oh! Thank you," Freya said happily.

"Why?" Merlin asked. Gwen was kind, much kinder than Arthur, but she usually had an ulterior motive when she gave Merlin some kind of treat. This time he suspected it was to do with Freya.

Gwen shrugged, making the water ripple. "I just feel like having a relaxed evening tonight, and I think you should have the same."

"Thank you," Merlin said, though he was still a little suspicious of what she had planned. He tried to dismiss it as her wanting to have some privacy with Arthur, and waited patiently for Freya to finish Gwen's bath, having finished all of Arthur's jobs.

When at last they left, Merlin voiced his concerns about Gwen's plan. Freya laughed at him and told him that he was paranoid, but Merlin was proved right when they returned to Merlin's room in the physician's quarters.

"See, I told you she was planning something," Merlin said smugly.

In his room – their room, he supposed – was a brand new wardrobe, and when Freya opened the doors curiously, it was packed full of dresses for her. She squealed in delight and pulled several of them out to try on. Merlin stared at her in amusement – he had never thought that Freya was the type to get so excited over clothing. He moved forwards to examine them with her, smiling at how happy she was.

"These are Gwen's old dresses," Merlin said, examining them. "I always wondered what she planned to do with them."

"They're so comfortable," Freya said, trying one on. "What do you think?"

Merlin looked up and his face broke into a grin. "You look as beautiful as always," he said happily. There was nothing he loved more than seeing Freya enjoying herself, and unfortunately those times hadn't come along too often before. But now, Merlin was determined to make her the happiest she could possibly be.

A/N: I have to do History A-level preparation work now. Please kill me