R&R would be cool but let me say in advance. This is one of those fics that takes to strongly giving Mab a vulnerable side. I wasn't even going to post but wtf not. It's probably not to everyone's taste but it's completed. Very fluffy. I hope you get some enjoyment from it. Lots of love. xoxo
Mab stood upon the round table glaring down at her ex-employee and her "son", her first champion who had turned traitor. They whispered to each other.
'Why are you consorting with that traitor?' she hissed.
Frik feebly replied before excusing himself.
Neither Mab nor Merlin had anything to loose so they fought, until the moment she was completely drained. Her body exhausted, to the point where she was reduced to begging.
'No Mab we're just going to forget you.'
'I love you Merlin…as a son.'
The rest of her cries screeched on behind them.
'After she went to the trouble of saving you from me not so long ago. That's not very honourable is it Merlin?' King Vortigern stood at the other end of the hall which all the people were exiting.
Merlin's brow furrowed in confusion the crowd stopped moving.
'I thought you drowned in the lake, Excalibur killed you.'
Vortigern chuckled.
'By that you mean you tried to kill me and now are surprised to see me? Well I'll explain, then shall I? The Queen of Air and Darkness here, cried for me, she gave me a tear. Now I'm sure even you know her tears aren't normal it was protection. It saved me when I sunk below the ice and I escaped. Now I'm going to return the favour to her.'
'You really must have been such a disappointment as a son.' He had been approaching Merlin as he spoke then at his last word swung round full force and punched him he fell backwards into the crowd. The angry mob tried there best to attack the King in some way yet they didn't succeed in putting the slightest scratch on him. He knocked them over like domino marching straight up to the room Mab was in, she was smoke by this point. His eyes widened, he'd never get used to the powers of the old ways.
'Mab!' he roared.
The figure seemed to be choking and scraping away at trying to come back.
'Mab!' he roared again.
Her form was back but not completely physical yet.
'V-Vortigern?' she looked confused.
He left the room and grabbed Merlin holding a dagger to his throat.
'If the rest of you want to save your hero I suggest you all bow.'
'No don't-' Merlin was cut of by Vortigern digging the knife in further.
The crowd did what was asked of them, Mab's form melted back to being solid but still greyed. Vortigern threw Merlin across the room and switched his dagger for his sword, he went back to Mab and inclined his head.
'M'lady.'
'But Vortigern your dead.'
'No, not yet.'
'But how?'
'I took your tear now stay behind me.'
Even at the point of dying a surge fury pulsed through Mab at having to be protected, especially by a human, and one as pig headed as Vortigern. However she wasn't able to argue and kept close to Vortigern as he walked forward.
'The first person to try anything will regret it.' He warned smugly.
Yet for some odd reason they seemed more frightened to see that Mab wasn't gone yet.
'Vortigern!' Merlin roared.
'Oh Merlin you have one chance, the chance you didn't offer either myself or Queen Mab. Now back off!'
Merlin had no intention of doing that but Frik held him back, whether it was out of fear or perhaps just utter shock he did not know. As for Merlin himself, a very small part of him was relieved too.
A black horse waited outside for them, Vortigern offered a hand to help her up, she raised an eye brow.
'You're joking?' she hissed.
'Madam do I look like I'm joking? Or that we have the time to do that?'
Mab's lip twitched in rage but she accepted his hand.
'I thought you didn't accept my tear? Or believe in my old ways?'
'I'm not as stupid as you think and I still don't believe in your old ways but I can't very well not believe in you can I?'
She felt his arms wrap around her as he climbed on the horse and she stiffened.
'It's a woman thing, your all nuisances, witch or not.'
