“You want to know the truth do you?” Merlin snarled.
Arthur felt the sword ripped from his hold as Merlin grasped his forearm with such force pinning him in place that it could only be magic. The gold flash of Merlin’s eyes confirming it, Merlin’s other hand palming the side of his face and head.
“Here’s the all of it. I’m sure it will confirm for
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Glad you liked it :)
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When I re-read it, it struck me how much it resonated with me about how I feel right now with the show. So no it wasn't intentional when I wrote it but it works :)
Thanks by the way I'm glad it worked for you also.
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I'm always surprised Merlin even manages to get out of bed to be honest. I would be on some serious anti-depressants if I was him.
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I know its not really Arthur's fault he doesn't know, I just get so angry when he' so oblivious.
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