Chapter Two
Merlin
Father was talking to Uther when I got to him. Turning, he met my eyes and grinned, opening his arms for a hug. I hugged him enthusiastically before stepping back to introduce him to Arthur and the rest.
"Arthur, Morgana, this is my father, King Ballinor. Father this is Arthur and Morgana Pendragon."
"It's nice to finally meet you both. My son has told me a lot about the both of you in his letters."
Arthur smirked. "Good things, I hope."
"Normally. Once in a while he'll complain. But Merlin complains quite a bit so that's not entirely unusual."
"Father!" I said, blinking at him.
He grinned. "It's true. You've been complaining about things your entire life."
I rolled my eyes, giving my father a dark look. "If you say so, Father."
"I do say so."
It was then that Arthur caught my eye and waved me towards him. I gave my father one final hug and headed towards Arthur. He didn't speak as we walked back to his quarters. Shutting the door, he sat down and blinked at me.
"How does it feel to have all your secrets in the open?" he asked and I sighed.
"Not all of them are in the open just yet, Arthur. But it feels a bit…odd to have most of them out there. I'm so used to hiding my magic, I'm not sure I'll be able to do it in the open for a while."
"What secrets do you still hide?" his voice was quite suspicious and I didn't blame him. After the revelations he'd just heard, I would be suspicious as well.
I turned away. How could I tell Arthur that I was in love with him? I couldn't, of course, tell him that. He'd think I'd lost my mind. But, when I looked back into Arthur's eyes, I found it impossible to lie to him. Besides, I couldn't find a convincing enough lie. So I found myself telling the truth.
"I'm in love with you."
And then I was running. Arthur was yelling my name, chasing after me but I was running so fast it wasn't hard to lose him. Oh God. What had I just done? I had just told Arthur Pendragon that I was in love with him. This was, of course, a nightmare. He was going to have me beheaded. Or worse he was going to hate me when the realization of what I'd said hit him.
"Mer? What're you running from?" Myrddin's voice was confused.
"Arthur." I gasped out, looking up at my twin with wide eyes.
"Why are you running from Arthur? What horrible thing have you done now?"
"I told him I was in love with him."
Myrddin laughed. He laughed until tears streamed down his cheeks and he was red in the face. Glaring at him, I kicked him in the shins. There was absolutely nothing funny about this. Nothing at all.
"There is too. You think he's not in love with you. That's funny." Myrddin said when I voiced my thoughts.
"He's in love with Gwen!"
"Oh you believe that poppycock, do you?"
"Myrddin!"
"The prince is in love with you, Mer. The only reason he hasn't said anything is because he believed you to be in love with Morgana."
"And how would you know that?"
Myrddin gave me a pointed look. "I see the future, remember? And your future is so tightly entwined with Arthurs that I've seen his feelings on the subject. He is in love with you."
"Will you listen to your bloody brother?" Arthur's exasperated – and slightly out of breath – voice asked.
I turned around, a blush creeping up my cheeks.
"He's…he's not lying?" I asked and Arthur growled.
Stepping forward, Arthur grabbed me by the shoulders and kissed me. As I'd never been kissed before, I had no idea what I was expecting but it definitely wasn't what I felt. Fireworks, bursting behind my eyelids. It was Heaven. Kissing Arthur, who by the way tasted of peppermint for some strange reason, was heaven. We kissed for what seemed like years until we heard a familiar cough. We broke apart, eyes widening when we saw Uther and my own father standing directly behind us. Both men were staring at us, grins creeping up on their faces. Why were they grinning? I looked at Arthur to find his face paling even more by the second.
"Father…it…that wasn't…" he started but Uther held up his hand for silence.
"Arthur, son…it was exactly what I think it was. You were kissing Merlin."
"Yes. Yes I was." I glanced at him to see a stupid smile covering the features I'd fallen in love with.
"Am I to believe that you've found your prince?"
"But…I thought I had to marry a woman?"
Uther laughed. "Not in this kingdom. In some kingdoms, homosexuality is forbidden. But I don't believe in that nonsense. Besides, a marriage between the two of you would be beneficial for both kingdoms."
Father nodded. "I agree. A marriage between you and Arthur would be quite advantageous for Camelot and Ealdor."
"Marriage? Father we just got together." Arthur said.
"Nonsense, you two have been headed this way for a long time now. You'll end up married, mark my words."
Arthur rolled his eyes but didn't dispute what his father had said. I didn't either. We probably would end up married, I couldn't really argue with them in that department. Arthur and I, now that I knew he'd returned my feelings, had always been meant to follow this road. And Myrddin, the little shit, had known it all along. Which reminded me…
"Why did you never tell me the truth of your visions, brother?" I asked.
Myrddin smirked. "When you left, you'd only just discovered your attraction to men. I didn't want to scare the life out of you by telling you that you and the crown prince of Camelot were going to fall in love with one another. You would have had a coronary, dear brother."
I kicked him in the shins again. "Still. It would have been nice to have a little warning. I've spent the last few months torturing myself with the – untrue – knowledge that Arthur could never love me."
Arthur wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "The way you two argue sometimes…" he said, rolling his eyes.
"We're brothers. We're supposed to argue." Myrddin said, grinning all the while.
"He's right. We've done it our entire lives. Drives Father batty."
"Because the two of you argue over the smallest of things. Things I would never even think of arguing over." Father replied, rolling his eyes at us.
"We're brothers, Father. Of course we're going to argue over little things. Didn't you and uncle Hans ever argue over little things?" Myrddin asked.
"Of course but you two take it to the absolute limit. For instance, Hans and I never argued over where we were sitting at dinner time."
Myrddin laughed. "Well, we're unique at least." He said, smirking at me.
Arthur rolled his eyes. "Am I seriously going to marry into this crazyness?" he asked and I laughed.
"You'll get used to it, I'm certain."
"I'm sure I will." He affirmed, grinning at me.
I grinned back as our family made gagging motions behind our back. Things were going great. There was no sign of Morgause, I had Arthur, and we were surrounded by things were looking up for us.
AN: Arthur and Merlin are finally together! Yay! Next chapter will focus on Myrddin and Morgana. I hope you're enjoying the story so far and remember to review.
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