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
TW: Attempted suicide
! CAUTION: MAY CONTAIN SERIOUS FEELS !
This is a Merthur fanfic. For those who don't ship, don't read.
Out of the corner of his eye, the warlock saw a dark figure approaching his King, sword drawn. Arthur's Bane. But Merlin could not release his attention from the powerful magic that he was wreaking on Morgana's army, and could only watch hopelessly as the man he loved and the druid boy fell.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Merlin, its characters, or some of the dialogue used in the first several chapters, however the writing is all mine. Merlin is property of BBC, and no copyright violations are intended.