<<Put it on my finger. >> Those words sounded like an order. His voice was so low he was almost whispering. Merlin couldn't control himself, he shivered. <<Yes... Sire. >> Arthur came closer and raised his hand to Merlin's. He looked at his fingers, still full of blood and mud. -Still beautiful.- Merlin gulped suddenly panicked. -This is too intimate, too intimate.- He brought the ring on the tip of Arthur's finger. He slowly put it on, slowly... slowly, too slowly.