Merlin smiled. It had to be today that Arthur returned didn't it?
He could feel it. A presence he hadn't felt for millennia. Arthur was definitely back and it was the best Valentine's he could ever receive.
As Merlin ran down to the lake his form shifted. The years that had taken shape on his face faded, until the young man Arthur had known was the face he held once again. "ARTHUR!" The Warlock called as he reached the shore.
"Merlin!" Arthur replied. "Have you been waiting for me?"
"Yes Sire," Merlin said.
"How long?" Arthur said.
"About 2000 years Sire," Merlin said.
"2000-" Arthur started. "How?"
"Magic Sire," Merlin said. Arthur threw himself at Merlin and hugged him close.
