Chapter 6

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Arthur's POV

I just admitted my love for Merlin and to Percival as well! This could not get amy worse. I ran through the castle and didn't care about the strange looks I was getting, and when I past Merlin I glanced at him and continued on to my chambers.

I sat on the edge of the bed with my head in my hands. I just brought magic back into my kingdom, yet I have still ended up in my room on my own on the verge of tears because of another man.

"Arthur, I was you running and I came because you seemed upset and is there anything I can do? What happened? Do you feel unwell? You look awful... Not awful in that way, I meant you look awful as in you look really ill and I don't think you look awful, to me you even look gorgeous... Oh god did I actually say that? I didn't mean it like that I- I'll just go," Merlin finished his cute-as-hell rambling and ran out of the room with tears filling his eyes. I didn't even bother to get up and help. I then realised that there were only really 4 possible outcomes for my love for Merlin:

1) I don't tell him and he doesn't like me back- life will continue as normal. I will be heartbroken and it will hurt constantly.

2) I don't tell him and he likes me back- life will continue as normal. Both of us will be heartbroken and we will both be awkward, sad and alone. I would have wasted a beautiful opportunity of love.

3) I tell him and he doesn't like me back- he will hate me and leave me. Others could find out and I would be humiliated and insulted. I am a king and therefore can't have feelings for another man, especially a peasant servant. But the worst thing would be that I would have broken our friendship.

4) I tell him and he likes me back- we could be together, but then what? The people would mock us. I am a king and he is my servant, it would not work.

I sighed. I can't tell him. I wish I could be a peasant like him so I would not have this problem. I would be able to damn the consequences.

Merlin's POV

Oh god did that seriously happen? Arthur just gave me and my kind acceptance and I just told him that I think he's 'gorgeous'. I'm an idiot and I wish I could just keep my big mouth shut.

"Merlin... Is something bothering you? Is it Arthur?" Gaius asked, he seemed worried but I just shrugged and left. I didn't want to talk about it.

I ended up aimlessly walking around the castle and trying not to think. I was so full of emotion and I didn't realise that the time had past so quickly, it was almost evening and most of the people of Camelot were in their homes settling for the night. I decided to go to the lake. No one else ever went there and it was calm. I just wanted to be completely alone for a while.

The lake was calm and unmoving. It was beautiful. I sat down by it and used magic to make ripples and make images. I loved being by myself sometimes and doing magic by myself. I created ripples in the shape of hearts and I brought water droplets into the air to form the image of Gwen, Gwaine and finally Arthur. I let it fall back into the lake and then made roses grow from the water. They were clear and fragile, but beautiful. I made a dragon out of the water and allowed it to fly around the lake and then I made it dive back into the depths of the lake. I didn't notice that I was being watched.

"It's beautiful. Truly the most beautiful thing I have seen," Arthur said, sitting himself next to me. He looked anxious, but I smiled softly. I stared at him for a while as he stared at me. Our faces drew closer and closer and I felt his warm breath against my face. I stared into his amazing blue eyes and time seemed to stop. But he pulled away quickly, blinked a few times and then frowned, as if confused. "Please continue."

After hours of showing Arthur magic and talking about nothing, we agreed to walk back to the castle because it was getting dark. I wish that evening could've lasted forever.

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