My Good King Arthur,
I look back and think of the days when I used to live in Ieldor with my mother. I do miss those times some days. Those were the days when your father, Uther Pendragon, sat upon the throne. However, those were the days of injustice and nobility. I now look to the time when you took the throne. You, my good Lord, turned injustice into justice and nobility into honor. Your code of chivalry set precidents for five years after you left us. That was a long time ago. The year is now 1811 and Camelot, now known as Great Britain, is going to war with France. The days ahead look dark. Please return quickly, Camelot needs you.
Your loyal servant,
Merlin
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Letters to My Good King Arthur
FanfictionThese are a series of letters that Merlin writes to Arthur in the time between Arthur's death and his return. Most of the letters will be in chronological order. If there are out of order, I will do my best to put them back in order.
