Three years passed since that first night he took me to the meadow, and told me he thought I was beautiful. He then had taken my face, and cupped it in his hands and kissed me; it was the most amazing thing I had ever felt.
Then the day came when King Arthur found out about us….
Merlin was late again that day and the King came storming into Gaius's quarters, demanding to see Merlin "This very instant". He had barely gotten the words out, only to look over and see Merlin with his arms wrapped around a girl Arthur had never seen before, kissing her lightly. Arthur's mouth had hung agape at the sight, and Merlin…poor guy, had a lot of explaining to do.
Then there was the most amazing day of my life. The day Merlin told me he loved me.
We studied magic books together every night before we went to bed, and We became the closest of friends. I told him everything, and he told me everything.
Then the day he told Arthur that he loved me.
How I fought so hard beside him for Camelot in its worst of times against Morgana.
The friendship I had with Queen Guinevere, sisterly and comforting.
The feast Arthur had on his birthday, and how he told ALL the knights about Merlin and I. How red we both got at the mention of our love. How the knights hassled Merlin and demanded a kiss.
How hard we laughed with each other.
How hard we wept when talking about the loss that Uther had inflicted.
How he took me back to that meadow the anniversary of the night we met, and asked me to marry him, with a ring fashioned to look like the branches of trees and the stone as Amber as his eyes when they flashed with magic.
How Arthur found out about my magic, and how Merlin desperately tried to stop the King from arresting me and sentencing me to death.
How he stood in front of me… pushed Arthur back… with tears pouring from his eyes, overcome with pain.
"Please Arthur!" he had called out, "I am your closest friend! Why would you do this?"
How Arthur was overcome by the remnants of his father in him, how he was determined to respect his father's death. With tears in his own eyes, he wouldn't listen, and Merlin had to reveal his true identity to the king to save me.
How we were both arrested and shackled to a wall together.
How we broke out and escaped.
Living on our own together for a month.
The night she took me.
The wounds inflicted.
Now Merlin's ring was all I could feel around my finger as I lay almost motionless in this dark, cold cell. The rest of me was consumed by a pain so intense I couldn't even open my eyes fully, only shadows loomed in my sight.
"Who is Emris?" a voice demanded. A new wave of pain rushed through me. I clenched my teeth and squeezed my eyes tightly shut. I was doused in sweat, but one thought remained with me.
`I will never break.'