Here's the first update! *Sheds tear* For all of you new readers, after months of long time between updates I finally moved shop from my old collection, Golden Shots, and made a new collection for my Heart of Camelot drabbles. Now I'll just be reposting the HoC drabbles that were already on Golden Shots, getting the rest of my HoC drabbles on , and then I'll probably update about once or twice a week. I hope you enjoy my collection!
Title: A Blood-stained Handkerchief
Summary: Merlin stumbled, head spinning, almost dropping the precious bundle in his arms.
Words: 183
Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin :(
Merlin stumbled, head spinning, almost dropping the precious bundle in his arms. Collapsing on the nearest rock, he pressed a shaking hand to his side and winced. He drew it away, ignoring its sticky red coating, and reached into his pouch, trying to find something to stop the bleeding. As he did so, the bundle stirred. Merlin froze, then peered down towards his joy, his burden, his heartache.
There, in his arms, was the heir to the throne of Camelot, barely two weeks old, wrapped in a bloodstained handkerchief. He blinked and smacked his lips, and Merlin's eyes filled with tears at the child's innocence—this young, beautiful babe, full of importance and hope that he couldn't understand, born fresh into a world that wanted to murder him, wrapped in a tattered cloth that had seen hundreds of battles, a handkerchief covered in his father's blood. The greatest warlock in the world brought the Once and Future King's son to his chest and let out a stifled sob.
The King was dead. His son lived. And Merlin was out of ideas for this.
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