A/N: I promise I will get round to all of the pairings that have been suggested, and even some ideas of my own! (What? Me? Having ideas of my own? That's a laugh.) For now this is as promised last time - the second in a pair of Merwens. Some of these drabbles will be obviously canon and some will be stretching the fabric of Camelot reality ever so slightly (only slightly, methinks)... But you'll have to forgive me for that. ;)
Merlin considered his reflection's forced face, not noticing Gwen.
"Merlin!"
He smiled back half-heartedly. Gwen was pretty, but Merlin wanted to be seen.
"Who do you think I am?"
She giggled. "You're Merlin. And you're strange."
"Thanks!"
Merlin did like Gwen. More importantly, he liked that she liked him. He remembered her saying he wasn't very "rough, tough, save-the-world", and smirked: it seemed all he did was save the world.
Gwen heard the authoritative footsteps of Arthur Pendragon approaching.
"I should go," mumbled Gwen, wanting to avoid the prince; she was far more comfortable with men like Merlin.