The love between a king and his serving boy (merthur)

Chapter 12

Merlin's POV

I sat beside Arthur for a long time, just crying silently and I entwined my shaking fingers into his cold dead ones. There was no life left in him. I was expecting him to smirk at me and laugh, and that this was actually just a cruel prank, but it was not. I had completely forgotten about Priscilla and her baby. They were not important. In fact, Priscilla caused this. She killed Arthur!

"How dare you? How dare you murder my friend?" I was so angry that I didn't care about her hurt and guilty expression on her face.

"I... I'm sorry Emrys. But he asked for it," she looked down and her cheeks flushed in shame. Good, she deserved to be ashamed. "I would bring him back, but that would cost me my life."

Now it was my turn to be ashamed. I wanted Arthur alive more than anything, but I couldn't ask a woman to give her life for him. It was just wrong. I shook my head and attempted to wipe away my tears, but they just kept spilling down my cheeks.

"What's done is done and I will not ask you to sacrifice your life for him," but I wanted to. I just want Arthur to be alive. Without him, I cannot live.

"Emrys... You are crying. Arthur Pendragon is more than a friend to you. I have lived a long and full life child, and I would happily and willingly give my life for the king. I just have one request. Take my daughter and give her a home in Camelot. Teach her the old religion Emrys. Take care of her," I wanted to protest, but she smiled and handed me the tiny baby. Before I could do anything, a single stroke of lightening stabbed down from the sky and flashed in front of her. When it had gone, so had she.

Arthur suddenly inhaled sharply and I gasped then held my breath, just hoping for him to live. I gripped the baby girl in one arm, and with the other hand, I continued to brush his hair with my fingers, his head was still on my lap. And then I realised. What if he had heard what I said to him? When I said that I loved him. I began to panic, but then his blue eyes flew open.

"ARTHUR-" but before I could continue, his hand grabbed the back of my neck, pulled my face close to his and then crashed his lips against mine.

The kiss lasted forever. At first I was in shock and I froze, but then my lips melted against his and moved in synch. His lips were soft, warm and plump and they tasted amazing. Our tongues fought for dominance and then his tongue was exploring the inside of my mouth. I know it sounds cliché, but I felt sparks. This was perfect and I never wanted it to end. I moaned slightly and I felt him smirk against my mouth. But soon he pulled back because we both needed to breath. I rested my forehead on his and grinned.

"I feel the same way... I am in love with you, you idiot."

Arthur's POV

Wow I didn't expect Merlin to be such an amazing kisser. I sat up and noticed that Merlin was holding a baby. Priscilla's baby. I frowned at it, and as he realised what I was looking at, he explained to me that the baby now belonged to me.

"What is her name?" I asked, but Merlin just shrugged. "Efa. I will call her Efa. It is welsh for life and her mother brought me life." I stood up and so did Merlin. I suddenly felt a bit flustered and shy, but I knew that he would feel more so, so as we started to walk back to the horses, I reached out and grabbed his hand and smiled at him and he smiled back.

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A/n- sorry that was terrible >.< and Efa does actually mean life in welsh I think and Priscilla means ancient in Latin and I gave her that name because she is the last of the high priestess's and I thought that she seems quite ancient, idk I thought it was a good idea at the time :/