Summary – This came to me while I was listening to the song of the same name. It is set in the future when, as in the legend, Arthur is married to Gwen. Implied Gwen/Lancelot and Arthur/Merlin.
She's gone again, and I know where.
She knows I know.
She knows I could have her hanged for this, have them both hanged.
But she also knows I wont, I can't, because then…
There is a gentle knock on the door and Merlin's face appears behind it, a half smile playing on his lips. A smile which even now makes my insides turn to jelly. And in that instant I know…
I'd have to hang myself.
AN: It's very short, I know. I played around with it for quite a while to try and make it into more of a story but in the end I decided I liked it best like this.