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  2. 15 May 2013

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  5. 13 Apr 2013

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    Albion crowns Arthur:

    There is a long minute, in the mostly-dark of the room, the orange light of the fire, with the sound of celebration still faint belowstairs, melting into the quiet of Arthur’s chambers, before Merlin shifts, hesitant. And then he leans his weight forward, tipping himself onto his hands and knees — crawling slow and careful across the scant space that separates him from Arthur on the bed, and before Arthur can whisper out, “What are you doing, Merlin?” Merlin has cupped Arthur’s face in his rough, slender hands and pressed his cool forehead to Arthur’s, so close it is like the aftermath of a kiss.

    At first Merlin doesn’t say anything, breath going harsher and harsher as the time draws by, but then he gasps, “Arthur, Arthur — ”

    “Merlin,” Arthur tries, “I — ”

    “I don’t want any other king,” Merlin goes on, fearfulness and need pitching upward in his voice, loud in the small space between them, and Arthur feels his hands close over the delicate bones of Merlin’s wrists, holding him tight, holding him fast. “I won’t serve any — nothing can happen to you, Arthur, nothing.”

    It’s all Arthur can do to stroke his thumbs, soothing, over the insides of Merlin’s palms, apologizing skin to skin, as he says, “Merlin — I am not your king yet,” although it has never been any secret that Merlin, for his frightening and endless loyalty, has favored Uther with none of it.

    And when Merlin’s eyes lift to meet Arthur’s again, finally, they are golden with the secret they keep, and he says, “You’ve always been my king, Arthur.”

    But it’s not just Merlin’s voice, and it swells up from the paving stones of the courtyard and swings low from the turrets of the castle and pours into the room from the very edges of Albion, like the Earth is speaking in an atonal harmony, and it is all Arthur can do to close his mouth over Merlin’s to make it stop, to end the hugeness of whatever this is with a kiss, only that makes it worse because it feels, suddenly, like in that moment Arthur has made a vow that stretches out beyond words and borders.

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  8. 22 Feb 2013

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  9. 4 Feb 2013

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  11. 25 Jan 2013

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  12. 25 Jan 2013

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    This is kinda heartbreaking and endearing all at once. A really great Arthur/Merlin with Albion thrown into the mix xD

  13. 25 Jan 2013

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    beautifully written.

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  15. 27 Dec 2012

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  19. 1 Aug 2012

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    Merlin/Arthur - LOVE THIS FIC

  20. 1 Aug 2012

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  21. 30 Jul 2012

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