The coronation went smoothly. The whole kingdom was overjoyed that their prince had returned and that the kingdom's rightful rulers were once again on the throne. Half of Camelot was there as well, or at least, it seemed that way.
Merlin felt as if he would be blown away by the sheer volume of the cheering after he had been crowned. It seemed like Arthur and Gwaine were having a competition on who could cheer louder. Gaius was clapping enthusiastically for his ward and former apprentice. Morgana, Guinevere and Elizabeth were all dabbing their eyes with a handkerchief and smiling proudly. Gwen and Eliza became friends very quickly.
Merlin glanced over to his parents. Balinor had an arm around Selene, who had a hand on his chest and they were both smiling ear to ear. Hunith stood next to her sister, dressed more fancily than Merlin had ever seen her, with tears in her eyes and an overjoyed smile. She was proud of her boy.
Of course, even though Merlin now had an even larger duty to his kingdom, his destiny still had yet to be achieved. He may not have been the Once and Future King, but he was still Emrys, the Warlock Prince, and this was just the beginning.
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His Majesty and His Knights
FanfictionThirteen-year old Squires Lancelot and Gwaine dropped Merlin off at a safe place. They began their journey back to their kingdom but were attacked by bandits. Gwaine was kidnapped and Lancelot was left for dead, badly injured and unconscious. Luckil...
