"Merlin?" Gaius asked after a few moments. I didn't respond. Maybe if I didn't respond they would leave me alone. I didn't feel like talking.
"Merlin get up." He sounded stern but I could hear the hidden worry that laced his voice. I sighed and remained on the floor. I didn't feel like getting up. Gwen sighed. She probably blamed me for what happened to /him/. I didn't care though, I already blamed myself. I would never forgive this. Neither would she.
Gaius and the dragon were the only ones who knew about Arthur and I, Gwen had no idea. Arthur only married her because a few people had started to suspect something, he told Gwen that it wasn't a romantic reason that they were getting married. Initially she said that she understood and that she did not think of him in 'that way', but we all knew she did.
Arthur loved me though.
"Merlin?" it was Gwen now, "please we need to inform the people and they'll have questions." Huh she didn't sound mad. Regardless I said nothing and remained as still as possible. "Gaius is he alright?!" She sounded panicky now.
I rolled over and looked up at her, dragging {{author's note: how weird is the word dragging like what even is that}} myself to my feet. "Hello." She said solemnly, I nodded in response. "What time is it?" I asked.
"4:50"
I groaned and sat back down on the cold floor. "Merlin no one blames you." Gwen said out of the blue. Well that was random, I never said anything to that effect in her presence... Oh right I'm sure she heard it from Gaius and Leon. Great. I don't need another person telling me (falsely) that it's not my fault when I know it is.
"I was just wondering," she said after a long silence, "how we should go about informing the people... would you like to do it? I'm aware that your bond was special you were his closest friend,"
At that I fought the rising lump in my throat.
Shaking my head violently I replied "Have Leon do it if you can't, have him tell them he died in battle." My voice cracked at the end of that sentence.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes fine." I replied swiftly and stood up, bowing quickly to Gwen before hurrying back to my bedroom.
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The funeral was attended by everyone in Camelot. I marched down the street following a memorial procession to the castle where Arthur's crown would be put into a small safe box in his honor and Gwen would be crowned soul ruler of Camelot. Every face had a different variation of sadness on its features, from slitely upset to 'ohmygodsomeonestabbedmydonkeytodeathhowcouldtheyilovedthatdonkey'.
Me? I kept my face completely straight. I showed no emotions, I felt no emotions, I was an empty Merlin shaped shell just walking about and doing that things that I would do but without and heart. My love was dead and my heart went with him.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: THIS CHAPTER WAS UBER SHORT AND FILLER SORRY BUT IM STARTING THE NEXT ONE NOW SO EXPECT UPDATE TONIGHT OR TOMORROW
