Author's Note: Maybe a bit early in these drabbles for a story like this, but I saw the prompt and couldn't help myself! Please review :)
Celebration
And the people of Camelot all cheered as Arthur tapped Merlin on each shoulder with his sword on the balcony, dubbing him Court Sorcerer of Camelot.
With no traditional ceremony to follow Arthur had made up his own. He thought it apt for Merlin to begin his duties in this way. Given Merlin's brave and honourable deeds over his years of service, he had been a knight in all but name.
Merlin rose and lifted his eyes to Arthur's, his joy at his King's acceptance of magic visible in their tear-glistening depths. He grinned proudly, and Arthur nodded solemnly back.