The aftermath of the battle was tough, for almost everything was destroyed, but the people pulled together, a sense of peace and unity resonating throughout. King Arthur and his Queen had not been seen since his return, and nobody was allowed into the castle, but plenty of people came out who were unfortunately sworn to secrecy; Merlin was the only person to enter, but it was by order of the King that he do so.
When Merlin entered the Throne room, the windows thrown wide open, cloak floating above the ground behind him, Arthur stood immediately, looking tired. "Merlin," he said humbly, "I wanted to say how...grateful I am, for everything you've done. You gave me courage when I doubted myself. You willingly put your life in danger to save mine, again and again, and all the time I thought...I owe you so much-" Merlin was overwhelmed with emotion, having never thought this situation truly possible, memories still filling his mind, and he stopped Arthur before he said too much. "It's okay, Arthur. I was fulfilling my destiny, for that I need no recognition. Is it not the job of man to fulfill his destiny? I don't think I can remain here, not yet, not for a long time, but I will go knowing that you are safe, Arthur, and back where you belong." Merlin bowed and turned to leave, but Arthur spoke before he reached the door. "I hope you will visit often." Merlin pushed open the double doors and left, a smile creeping onto his face for the first time since Arthur's demise. It had been hard, and painful, and it still hurt now but not as much; He knew now that he had fulfilled his destiny, had secured the fate of Albion, had put the Once and Future King back in his rightful place. All from now on would be well...