The Heart of Avalon
Genre- Het (canon AU)
Characters/pairing: Arwen, Freylin
Ratings/Warnings: K, Based on episode 5 x 09
Word count: 303
Special thanks to Captain Ozone for editing.
"With all my heart," Gwen whispered, walking toward Arthur as he stood in Avalon's glistening waters.
The wind whipped through her long, dark hair, and her blue dress billowed as she stepped into the cool, rippling water to grasp her husband's outstretched hand. He led her toward the lake's center and then backed away, leaving her to stand alone.
Merlin and Mordred stood on the shore, watching expectantly. An ethereal, dark haired beauty clothed in a plum colored dress emerged from the glowing water to stand beside Gwen. Merlin's breath hitched, and Mordred eyed him curiously. The young knight noted how he trembled slightly and how he gazed at the woman with haunted, blatant desire.
The lake goddess gently touched the queen's shoulder and chanted a spell. Gwen gazed at her with a mix of fear and awe. Before Arthur could question why this young woman seemed familiar, a bright, white light shrouded the two women, and he had to shield his eyes from its intensity.
When the light faded, Gwen smiled and reached out to him. Arthur rushed toward his wife, forgetting about his previous suspicions. They embraced one another, and neither one noticed the lake goddess slowly sinking below the water's surface.
"My Freya," Merlin whispered hoarsely, forgetting that Mordred was near by. The observant, young knight refrained from commenting. He felt as if he were intruding upon something private.
She turned to look at Merlin. Love and longing clearly shone in her sad, dark eyes. And then she vanished, drawn back to the depths of her watery prison.
While Arthur, Gwen, and Mordred rejoiced, Merlin stood alone, feeling lost, lonely and hungry for what could have been and what would never be.