Making Windows Where There Were Once Walls

When Merlin entered his chambers, Arthur was already awake, and ordered Merlin to prepare two horses for a hunting trip.

"Is it too much to hope that you'll be taking Leon or Lancelot," Merlin had asked, his voice laced with fake sweetness.

"Stop being lazy, Merlin. It is an honor to be invited on a hunting trip with the king," Arthur replied haughtily.

"An invitation implies there being a choice, sire."

Or, yet another magic reveal fic with lots of angst, but also a fluffy happy ending with Merthur romance, because apparently I think there can never be enough of them lol
Cross-posted from AO3