A/N: I noticed that in a few storyes there was a scene about Arthur telling dying Merlin how he needed him by listing the chores he wanted Merlin to do. And this came to my mind... This is my first fanfiction so be warned! (Easy to start with a drabble like this :D)
Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin.
Still needed
Fate surely didn't care what he tried to do.
Once again he had prepared to die for greater matters – for his people – even if it was hard.
And once again it had been one certain manservant who took the blow meant for him.
Arthur kneeled beside Merlin who lay on the ground covered in blood.
"Merlin! You can't die." He desperately pleaded. "Tomorrow you'll be once again polishing my armor and mocking my stables… You'll write my speeches, sew my socks… and… "
Then he heard weak coughing.
"You really know how to lure somebody back to live, don't you?"