Story: I lost Merlin.
Summery: King Arther lost someone he can never get back
By: Jessi009
His blood flows down from my hands, like red ribbons,
I press my guilty hands to his open wound, the blood still pouring from his now shaking body,
The guilt overflows my body, it's like I'm trapped in a room full of water, and there's little air left.
I sit down behind him, and place his head on my lap, my hands still on his wound.
He shakes violently and whispers a weak apology to me, over and over again.
It's not his fault; it's mine, mine and my tyrant of a father!
I'll never forgive the king, my father, for what he's done, I shall never forgive him!
'Forgive me' Merlin pleads; tears in his eyes, a hand on his chest, his hand on mine.
'What for, your magic? You have nothing to apologize for; it is I who should apologize to you'
'Wh-why?' Merlin questions; while he gasps for what little air he can get.
'Because of my Father, he did this to you, I did this to you' a tear escapes from my eye and rolls down my cheek.
'You -pant- should -pant- never –pant- be -pant- blamed -pant- for -pant- your -pant- Fathers –pant- actions. Even- if- you- are- a- prat! ' he smiles at me goofily and I chuckle and smile back at my manservant, my best friend, remembering all the fun times we had.
'You still can't remember who I am!' I mocking replied.
'Promise- me- one- thing- Arthur'
'What?'
'That- you-will-one-day-become-an-epic-king'
'I will' the tears flow easily from my eyes now.
'Good-bye-Prince-Arthur'
Merlin breathed for one last time, his body stiffened, his eyes slowly closed and his smile faded. His life disappeared from his boney body.
'Good bye Merlin' I stuttered.
I cradled Merlin in my arms and buried my face in the crook of Merlin's neck. I had once said to Merlin that 'no man was worth his tears'. How wrong I was.
I had lost him, I lost Merlin; my manservant, but most importantly I had lost my best friend.
Review? Should I make this into a multi-chapter?