The last chapter! Different ending to season five. Because I cried.
Uther was dead. Gwen was pronounced Queen. Morgana and Mordred were dead. Arthur was saved Merlin was named Head sorcerer. And Arthur wanted his and Gwen's first night together to be romantic. He wanted to have a child with his queen.
Merlin was rushing around, lighting candles, and changing the King's bed sheets. He tried not to think exactly what Arthur and Gwen would get up to tonight, but that wouldn't stop him from teasing Arthur about it. Not that he hadn't already.
When the castle was finally asleep, Gwen stepped into her husband's room with a nervous smile on her face. She knew it would be okay, but that didn't stop her heart from trying to escape her chest.
Arthur smiled at her and took her hand, before gently leading her into bed. Wrapping their arms around each other, they snuggled deeper under the fresh blankets.
"Ready?" whispered Arthur, not wishing to do anything against her will.
The door burst open. "Sire!"
Arthur screamed.
That's what happens when a king tries to impress his queen.
Three pairs of eyes stared at him in shock. Gwen looked terrified, Gaius looked apologetic, although that annoying eyebrow showed his alarm and Merlin... Actually, there were no words in Arthur's vocabulary to describe his facial expression. Perhaps he looked ready to burst. In laughter that is.
Arthur went into King of Camelot mode. "How dare you disturb us at this hour."
"Merlin got one of the potions wrong sire and our quarters are unfit to be slept in." Gaius looked disapprovingly at Merlin, who was still quaking with laughter. "And I don't know why I followed Merlin up here. He said he had an idea." All eyes turned to Merlin.
"Well, Sire, I was hoping to express the possibility of sleeping here?"
"I beg your pardon?"
Gaius face palmed in embarrassment.
"Well I've slept in your bed before!"
"YOU PASSED OUT MERLIN!" But the damage was done; Gwen looked between them in horror.
"He what?"
"It's not what you think Gwen," pleaded Merlin. "Look, we'll sleep in your wardrobe, block our ears..."
"GET OUT!"
"Oh Arthur," Merlin faked a heart attack, " how could you do this to me. I thought we had a relationship going..." he squeaked as a cushion bounced off his face. "Fine, fine, we're leaving your Highness."
He walked out in a huff.
"Please forgive him Sire, Sir Percival succeeded in inebriating him thoroughly as you can see. I'm surprised his speech is as of yet, unaffected." Gaius would've run out the room, had he been a lesser man.
The door closed.
"What in the name of Camelot was that all about?" asked Gwen, perplexed.
"I think we should just..."
"Forget it happened?"
"Hum."
Sliding back under the covers, Gwen sighed as Arthur undid her nightgown. He was about to remove the clothing when a yell came through the door.
"You're supposed to kiss her first! Don't you know anything about romance, you Prat!"
Arthur's eyes snapped open. "I'm going to kill him."
Gwen giggled. "You could, but other sorcerers might find it offending. And it would break Gaius' heart." She frowned. "The door's shut. How can he possibly know what we're doing?"
"I discovered a spell which makes me see through walls! And other things. Like bed covers!" There was a pregnant pause. "Nice chest Gwen."
The queen snatched up her husband's sword.
Arthur didn't stop her.
The next morning, a rather satisfied King smiled as a sober Merlin humbly apologized. As the Warlock continued rambling on, Arthur unexpectedly pulled him into a hug.
"Er, Arthur?"
the latter just buried his nose in merlin's hair as he had done so many years ago. "Thank you Merlin."
"Whatfor?" his voice was muffled by Arthur's clothing.
"For that first hug. For being you. For making me better than my father. For making me the great king I was destined to be."
"I wouldn't say great yet."
"Don't spoil it, Merlin."
They pulled away from each other and grinned.
The End. I hope you liked it!