Merlin POV
The sun was shining on the park with life humming all around me. The light from the Sun made everything have a hint of golden blonde in it. ' This reminds me of Arthur' I thought. It's only been roughly 1000 years after Arthur's death. The words still ring in my head making my heart break even more when I hear 'thank you' in Arthur's voice. A sole tear falls off my face and on to the side walk. My mind drifts back into the final moment that I had with him. I can see the pain and hurt in his eyes as he tells me. 'I trusted you, and you lied to me all this time?'
My eyes flash open, I didn't care that I was crying, all I could hear was a low painful groan in the park, I ignore it, until I hear a faint whisper
" Merlin, Merlin?"
I feel like my mind is playing tricks on me again, but I can't help but call out
"Arthur? Arthur is that you?"
I catch my breath as I wait,nothing. It was another false hope that me Prince had come back to me. I slowly turn around to leave-
"Merlin, where are you?"
Could it really be? After all this time? There was no mistaking the voice now. Arthur.
"I'm here! I'm here,and I'll never leave again." I'm running, sprinting,trying to get to Arthur, and when I see his brilliant blue eyes for a second, then they close and never open.
Arthur's POV
One minute and I was seeing Merlin, my servant, no,my friend.' Who is also a sorcerer' yeah, that. Was I dying? I don't feel any pain, maybe I'm dreaming and Merlin will come and wake me in a few minutes. Where is Merlin, he normally wakes me when the Sun is shining.
"Merlin, Merlin?" Annoyed that he is slacking again on the job. Why does it hurt to breathe? Maybe I'm really dying. I start to look for him and hear my name being called.
"Merlin, where are you?" I say with all the strength I could muster.
I see his beautiful face then it goes black. I feel him lifting me up and hoping that he doesn't think I'm dead. A warm tear falls on my face I try to say I'm okay but couldn't make out the words. All I hear is Merlin's helpless plead
"Please, Arthur. Please stay with me."
Merlin's POV
I carry the once and future king into my house. I lay him on the sofa and I start going through every spell that I know then something strange happened, Arthur's wound heals its self.
"Impossible. " I mumble under my breath afraid to do anything at that moment. He was lying there asleep, as if he never had the wound in the first place. 'I might as well make Arthur food,' I think. I go into the kitchen and pull out a pop tart strawberry flavor. I sigh and sit down beside Arthur and look at him. Shuffling around on the sofa, he looks like a sleeping Angel. I couldn't control myself, I found my fingers just gently brush over his hair down to his plum lips. I move away as I released my hand from Arthur's warm, angelic face. All I could thing was
"Welcome home, my once and forever king."
