You know what they say about unicorns?
By Roguefan212000
I don't own Merlin.
Spring time at dusk-
A blush crept up the back of Merlin's neck traveling to the tips of his ears. This matched the rosy hue that colored his usually pale cheeks. He couldn't recall a time when he felt this embarrassed. He could hear Arthur and the knights` laughter echoing through the forest. Merlin grumbled as he trudged ahead. Was it really that funny? He couldn't be the only one. Merlin's humiliation began when he spotted a glimmer of white among the greenery. He was returning with a pot, he just finished washing in a stream near by. On his way back to the camp, he saw the white wind blown hair of a unicorn. The young unicorn emerged from behind a cluster of trees. She eyed Merlin curiously. Merlin gazed back at her. This was the second time, he had been lucky enough to see a unicorn. His heart swelled with happiness at seeing another creature of magic.
"Hello there, little one," Merlin said kindly. The unicorn trotted toward him nuzzling his arm. She licked the pot, he was holding. Merlin laughed.
"Sorry," he said. "It's empty." She wouldn't be able to taste Merlin's famous stew. Gwaine said it was the best in the five kingdoms. Perhaps, he was just very hungry. Arthur said it was too salty. What a prat! Merlin bid his unicorn friend farewell before continuing toward the camp. The young unicorn followed him. She nuzzled his side as she walked beside him. Merlin tried to shoo her away, but the unicorn would not leave. Gwaine chuckled when he saw Merlin and the unicorn.
"Who's your friend," Gwaine said while reaching out to touch the unicorn. She backed away from him. The unicorn hid behind Merlin. Merlin was puzzled by her behavior. Arthur, Leon, Percival and Elyan sat beside the camp fire watching with amusement.
"Haven't you heard the myth about unicorns?" asked Arthur. Gwaine noticed the smirks on his fellow knights` faces. Then he looked at Merlin. Merlin shrugged innocently.
"What about it?" he replied. By the end of the tale, Merlin's face was flaming red. Then everyone knew it was true. Arthur and the knights howled with laughter. The unicorn pranced around Merlin happily. It was night fall. Knowing Merlin's fortune, the unicorn would remain to follow him back to Camelot in the morning.
Back to present- He walked through the forest followed by his unicorn friend. Trying and failing to lead her away from camp. Merlin walked deeper into the forest. He heard a familiar female voice singing. Merlin and the unicorn entered a clearing to see the moonlit lake of Avalon. A beautiful dark haired girl dressed in purple sat by the lake.
"Freya," Merlin cried happily.
Freya stopped singing. She turned to look at him. "Hello Merlin," she said smiling. Merlin ran to her. The pair embraced. Merlin, Freya and the unicorn sat beside the lake together. Freya continued to sing. Merlin watched her adoringly. The young unicorn fell asleep to the soothing sound of Freya`s voice. Now was his chance to escape. Merlin tried to stand up, but Freya gently tugged him forward by his scarf then kissed him. Merlin eagerly returned her kisses. One kiss led to many. Kisses led to other pleasurable things. In the morning, a flushed faced Merlin returned to camp with a dreamy look in his eyes. The young unicorn was nowhere to be found.
The End