A/N: Hi. Bye.
Merlin slowly walked through the crypt, closing his eyes when he reached the ragged breathing.
"Please, Merlin." she said, the woman who hated him, wanted to kill him, loved him. And he her.
"Morgana." he said.
"Merlin, please, it hurts." she said. He opened his eyes enough to see the bleeding and quickly shut them again.
"Please, just to repay me, please." she said.
He understood. Of course. It was his fault, all of it, but if he hadn't done it, hadn't poisoned her, Arthur would be dead.
"Illad." he whispered, then bent over and kissed the cold, dead, lips.
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