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

Chapter 23

Arthur's POV

Sir Leon told me that he found King Godwyn and Princess Elena dead, but he didn't tell me about Merlin. His body was covered in blood and dust and his limbs were bent in strange directions. He was not breathing, but there was a small smile on his lips that I had kissed so many times, but now they are dead and cold. I knelt down at his body and gripped his ice cold hand, a few people watched, but I ignored them. It was like someone was continuously punching me in the stomach.

"Gaius, do something. Help him!" I shouted at the court physician. His face was as expressionless as usual, but his eyes were sad and dull. He looked at the ground and shook his head slightly, he knew as well as I, that Merlin was dead and not even the most powerful magic could bring him back. The crippled bodies of Godwyn and his daughter were a few metres away and after briefly peering at them, pretending to be interested, I gave the orders for their bodies to be buried. I marched back to my chambers with Efa walking with me, tears flowing down her cheeks, I took her hand and squeezed it gently. I guess there would be no wedding today.

"I didn't want him to die!" Efa cried into my chest when we got to my room. It was a statement which was rather obvious and unnecessary, but I nodded and stroked her hair. I hadn't noticed the tears on my face until now, and I felt like someone had torn out my heart and now I can never be whole again. This is worse than any battle wound I had experienced, this was true, unescapeable pain.

~ the next day ~

Efa's POV

He was hanging from a rope around his neck attached to the ceiling. That was how I found him when I went to greet him. My father killed himself. But he was dead inside the moment we found Merlin's body. Some people say that he was reminded of the death of his old wife, Guinevere, when he saw his future wife, Princess Elena, dead. But I know the truth, and so do the people closest to them, like Gaius, Elyan, Percival and Leon. We won't tell the people of Camelot though, they can believe what they want, and like all love stories, theirs should die with them.

Today is also the day of my 14th birthday, which is also the day I am allowed to be crowned Queen of Camelot. I still don't think I'm ready for this title, but today is the day I am crowned queen. My father believed that I am ready, I know that he wouldn't have done what he did unless he was absolutely certain that he kingdom is in good hands.

"It's time," Louise whispered as I sat looking at my reflection in the mirror. I stood and walked carefully. I held my head high and didn't let my remorse show. I will be the queen and must prove that I am strong and worthy of the throne. Everyone stood as I walked past them, and the vows were made, and then the crown was placed on my head.

"THE KING IS DEAD. GOD SAVE THE QUEEN."

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A/n- this is the end of this story and I feel so evil! I'm sorry that the ending was a bit crappy and sad, but if hope you enjoyed pit, and I might write some more fanfictions about other things later :)