Of Magic and Mayhem
Advent: Day Fifteen
~Fran Gipani
Disclaimer- Merlin sadly isn't mine :(
Authors Note- This is for the festive season! I am going to write a drabble for every day up until Christmas and then maybe up to new years as well. They will be related to the festive season in some small way and also they can be in any form or genre that I choose :) ...anywho feel free to give a prompt in a review! I will always be happy to write them!
Prompt From: BookDragon87 - What about something involving hot chocolate and/or cider and a fireplace? And maybe if Gwaine got involved, some apples and mead as well. :)
The royal family of four, Merlin, Hunith, Gaius and all the knights but Gwaine (who was to nobody's surprise, at the tavern and would be late) were crowded into the sort of lounge room that Hunith (who was now living in the castle at the request of her son) and Merlin had put together when Samuel was born as they thought that it would be nice to have a family room. Samuel, the eldest who was now 17 was the spitting image of his father but had his mothers dark brown eyes, he was more like Gwen though in personality; quiet until they had something they thought needed saying. 15 year old Hannah on the other hand looked a lot like Arthur's mother, but like Arthur she was stubborn, with a kind heart and like Gwen, she had the patience of a saint.
Every year on the eve of the day of The Festival of the Lights the royal family and their friends all gathered together to hear Merlin tell the stories of his adventures with the king. Merlin would always be the one to tell them and there was never anyone who wasn't laughing by them end of them. They all had mugs of steamy, rich hot chocolate and were gathered round the fireplace with had a roaring fire crackling in the grate.
"...and that was how I saved your fathers life...again!" Merlin finished with a flourish, a wide and cheeky grin spread over his face as Samuel and Hannah burst into peals of laughter.
"Merlin..." Arthur warned jokingly smiling at his friend. He always enjoyed the way that Merlin told the tales of their adventures together and it was nice to hear them all laughing but sometimes Merlin got a little carried away. "Right then, sorry to spoil the fun but its time for two to go to bed, it's getting late and you need to be well rested for the Festival tomorrow." He smiled fondly at his two children who stared at him like he was mad.
"No, it's not that late! Please just one more..." Hannah tried the puppy dog eyes on her father who looked for a second like he might oblige.
"Yeah! We haven't heard the one where you and Merlin met Gwaine yet!" Chimed in Samuel who was just as eager as his sister to listen to more of Merlin's stories.
"Did I hear someone say Gwaine?!" Came a jubilant and slightly slurred voice from outside the door, "Well, here he is!" Gwaine said before he sauntered in wobbling slightly and needing to use Percival's head to steady himself. "Anyone for apple cider?"