"I'm coming home." Freya's beautiful hair mesmerized Merlin. But when the words sunk in he wore a smile that was larger than his face.
"Can you come now?" Merlin was desperate for an answer.
"Yes."
Just as he thought his smile couldn't get any wider, It did. Merlin, before he could think, was down on one knee. He held out his hands. His eye's flashed gold and a small flame appeared In his hands. "Freya, oh my dear Freya." A small ring emerged from the flames, "will you do me the honor of being my wife?"
Freya looked at merlin in disbelief. Though as she thought about it she saw it coming. But what to do? She looked at merlin his face was starting to sadden. "Yes!" she screamed embracing him in a long hug followed by a long, pleasant snog. "I love you, Merlin."
There was clapping from the bushes. Merlin turned around.
"Were you followed?" Freya said worried that merlin was lying about he law being lifted in Camelot. Then Gwain emerged from behind the bushes.
"Really?" merlin shook his head, "you followed me again. Can I ever catch a break?"
Gwain smiled.
"Merlin, who's this?" Freya's beautiful long, black hair sat gracefully around her frightened face.
"It's alright its just Gwain." Merlin was a little annoyed that Gwain had followed him again. "Let's go Freya. We have proper introductions on the way."
Their trip back to Camelot though short in the day at night took longer so they decided to make camp and continue in the morning.
Merlin wrapped his arms around Freya. He lit a small fire with a flash of his eyes and a few muttered words. They lay down in front of the fire and went to sleep.
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When the sun rose they awoke with a start. Gwain had been trying to wake them up since he heard rustling in the bushes a few moments earlier.
"Get up merlin. Something's happening."