Hello.
Yes I am back again with a series of shorter stories about Merlin.
I wrote this for my Instagram and I thought you guys might appreciate them as well. I hope that you do.
Here is the first one. They won't all be like this but this was just the first idea that made the theme.
Title: Trust
Characters: Merlin, Morgana
Paring: Mergana
Word Count: 378
Summary: The Beginning of the End (Series 1, Episode 9) rewrite. He had trusted her enough to bring him to her. He could trust her with his biggest secret. Couldn't he? "What if magic isn't something you choose? What if it chooses you?" Morgana's eyes were fixed on the boy before they lifted up to him.
"It does." Merlin said without thinking.
He loved that she was more open to magic. She had always been from the moment he met her. She could see that it was a gift.
She was someone that he trusted. She didn't have the same views on magic as the rest of them did. She was a breath of fresh air from the views of everyone else. Sometimes, Merlin hoped that Arthur would be as open minded as her and not just blindly follow his father.
"How would you know that?" She asked.
He could have lied, easily. He could have told her that a friend of his had magic and that he had seen the struggles of him and his family keeping it a secret. He could have told her that he had seen the good side of magic.
Realistically, the last thing he should have done was clasp his hands together before whispering "Blóstma."
He didn't really pay attention to her. He was too scared to see her reaction. Even if she was more open to magic, that didn't mean that she would react the way that he wanted her to. He looked at the rose that laid in his palms. He was always constantly amazed by what his magic could do.
"You have magic."
Merlin allowed himself to look up at Morgana. She did looked scared and he could feel his heart break slightly by it.
"That's why I helped him. Because I understand how scared he must be. I understand what it is like to be afraid of yourself. I know what it is like to live with magic. I know of the struggles to keep it a secret. He probably hasn't had to as much being a druid. But I understand how he feels to be in Camelot, alone."
He watched as her eyes soften. Maybe it wasn't the reaction he expected but he felt some comfort from her reaching out and grabbing his hand.
"Don't worry. Your secret is safe with me." She said before giving him a smile.
