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Promise Me
"Merlin..." Arthur began, not looking towards his servant who was stood off to his left.
Merlin looked over at the prince, "What is it? You're not going to ask me to go back to Camelot are you, because if you-,"
"Merlin, promise me you won't get yourself killed."
For a moment Merlin was silent, blinking at the blonde. Never had he heard such a statement from Arthur, never, in all the years they'd known each other. He recovered enough to reply, "Don't be such a girl Arthur."
"I'm not-,"
Merlin quickly cut him off, "Because we both know I'm the girl in this relationship."
Arthur turned his head to the dark haired man, eyes wide, "Excuse me?"
"Uh," Merlin started, looking away, "W-what I meant was... uh…" he paused for a moment, "J-just shut up! I was insulting myself! You should be laughing, or poking fun at me, not, sulking like a child!"
"Merlin?" Arthur's voice was soft.
Merlin looked back up at his master, "Yeah?"
"Shut up."
Despite the fact that they were heading – most likely – to their deaths, Merlin couldn't help the broad smile that graced his features, "That's better."