A/N: Told you this one was more sombre. But what's an author to do? Most of the romances on the show aren't exactly cheerful, most notably this one...
"I just need to hear you say it," he insists, watery eyes pleading as she smirks defiantly up at him. "Please: look me in the eye and say it. Give me this."
Morgana pauses, considering. Then she jerks her head up dramatically, leans forward, giving him a view down the front of her dress.
Two sets of burning eyes meet.
She smirks again, whispers, "I hate you."
"Thank you."
Merlin nods, and plunges the dagger through the flimsy fabric of her dress, holding her close as she fades and the tear that betrays her white lie slides down her cheek.