Warning: this story contains mature content that isn't suitable for younger readers. in no way am i trying to romanticize suicide.

A/N: hey, thank you to the people who are now following me an have left reviews, this is the first fanfiction i have ever written so i am extremely happy that you're enjoying it.

Arthur would surly be in his chambers by now, so the question was where to find Gwaine and Percival? ...the armoury. it's not like they'll have anything better to do than polish their swords. Ever since Arthur united the land of Albion the knights haven't had much to do. Obviously there was the odd creature that needed to be slayed but appart from that not much has happened. There have been no was and most people with the gift of magic are no longer angry at the Pendragon as he has lifted his fathers ban of sorcery. They had nothing to do.

As expected when walking into the armoury Percival was sat on a bench sharpening his sword. Merlin honestly didn't know why, Percival could crush a knights skull with his bare hands (even is that knight was wearing a helmet.)

"Percival, how are you this evening?"

"i'm good thank you, just had to lead training with Sir Gwaine as The king and Sir Leon were at a meating only the highest lords and ladies of the court could attend."

Percival was never much of a talker but slowly after Gwaine almost died he started to open up more, tried to connect with his fellow knights (although it never really made a difference to Merlin as they had always been plesent to each other.) Percival and Gwaine's friendship had changed after their encounter with Morgana, they had gotten really close. Merlin realised this but never questioned it, he was supportive of his friends no matter what.

"where is Gwaine?" Merlin inquired knowing Gwaine was the next person he wanted to talk to.

" i believe he is still outside trying to get some extra training in, i think he want to beat our king at the next tournament."

"that shouldn't be to hard, i could beat Arthur in a tournament."

"yes Merlin but you have magic, it wouldn't be a fair fight."

"that's fine by me." Merlin laughed with his friend.

they sat there for a moment in silence, it wasn't an awkward silence like you would expect. it was actually kind of comforting for Merlin, being able re-play all the amazing times he had with Percival with the comfort of knowing he was sat next to him. it was nice, but scary. How could he feel so...so peaceful when he knew what he was about to do in a couple hours will break that mans heart.

"well i best be off"

Percival stood up sword in one arm and turned to face the slender man behind him (who was still sat on the bench.

"It was nice catching up with you Merlin. We should do this again sometime, preferably not so late at night. we could for a ride through the woods, you me and Gwaine, would you like that?"

"i look forward to it."

Merlin stayed seated as he watched the biggest of the knights leave the armoury with his head held high and a smile on his lips. Merlin sat a little while longer before leaving the find Gwaine. oh how Merlin prayed Gwaine wasn't in the tavern.

Four down, two to go.