disclaimer:i don't own Merlin
He sat by the lake bottle in one hand and the other in his pocket.
It had been years since he lost everyone Gwen's daughter Elsa was the last to go he only had seen her once when she turned 16 after he was injured and found in the woods.
He should have been older than her...Gwen was she had visible wrinkles on her face.
Him? he looked as young as Elsa he still looked like the 17-year-old boy who wasn't there when Gwen needed him.
there was a new queen Elisabeth or as her people called her Good Queen Bess or something like that.
he had seen all kinds of kings and queens since Elsa never married so a new queen and king eventually took over camelot...he never went back there.
He knew Arthur would have wanted him to be there for Gwen but he just couldn't...
He just couldn't look into those big brown eyes and say he failed.
Aithusa died somewhere along the line too he didn't cry...he just drank and drank until the pain went away.
But then it always came back.
So he drank more and more.
Because in the end he was alone.
He would be waiting for him for years.
All alone
Waiting