A/N - Hello! I'm back, but only for a bit. I worked hard on this so any spelling mistakes, tell me. To be honest I'm wondering what the hell went through my head when I wrote the letter, I won't be back for a while, my darling tutor decided to give me a bunch of course work to do over Christmas (Such fun(!))

I know its short but its the only bit I could fit in with my rather hectic life.

So... Enjoy!

Previously -

He knew what he wanted to do and what he knew was the right thing but still, it didn't mean he knew the consequences of the choice he made.

After a while he made up his mind, after the constant nagging from his friends and people, telling him to choose between both, one day after months of pining and decision making, he got up from his bed, walked to his desk and wrote a letter to the kingdom of Mageia. He called for a messenger and told the boy to take the letter to the Eldest Prince of Mageia.

The Prince stood from his desk as the boy left his chambers and softly closed the door behind him, and went straight back to his bed, happy with his decision as he pressed his face into the pillow his lover slept on, tears clouding his eyes but stubbornness refusing to let them fall, the prince slowly fell asleep dreaming of better days in his life.

Prince Merlin Of Mageia

They ran, and ran and ran until they stopped in front of a set of wooden doors. The male's face a mask of worry, pain, and anger. The female's a mask of pity and worry.

They didn't wait to knock or for the guard to say their names, just strode in, slamming the doors against the wall, making all inside the chambers jump.

The King of Mageia sat in his chair, his youngest child sat two chairs away from him on his left, and the council sat at the table in front of the nobles. Merlin and Melanie noted that their father and brother hadn't even opened the letter.

"Ahhhh, Merlin, we wondered when you'd both arrive, come sit!" The King gestured to his twin children.

The twins looked at each other, before making their way to their chairs.

The King looked to all present, before leaning forward to pluck the letter from the table. He leaned over the arm of his chair and showed his son the letter.

"This came for you, Merlin," Balinor shook the letter in front of his sons face, "from Camelot."

Murmurs and whispers grew from within the chamber, making Balinor smirk.

Merlin looked to all within, his father sitting in his chair looking smug,

'He could rival Uther' Merlin thought, 'Between them both, I'm more terrified of him than Uther'

His brother, smirk dancing his lips, Melanie, face stoic, showing nothing of what she thought. His eyes wandered to the council who were whispering to each other. It was no secret what happened between their Prince and Camelot's, although they didn't tell them why it happened. 'Some things are best kept secret', his father would say.

He grabbed the letter and carefully tore it open, his heart breaking as he saw Arthur's handwriting,

Dear My Sweetheart,

What does one say in a letter that will have dire consequences? What does one say to a lover they haven't seen for months?

I miss you?, I love you?, I need you?

These are true, I do feel this way, but sadly are not enough to tell you about the empty-ness in my heart. I now see what my people truly think of me, and of my father. The people of Camelot, including me, miss you, my sweetheart. It isn't the same without you. There is a hole in my heart that cannot be filled. I know now why you lied, but it doesn't make me feel better.

I want you. I want to be there with you, and know what you're thinking and know your pain and your happiness. I want to know you better than yourself, so that when you're sad and don't know why, I can fix you. I want to run with you and lay with you and be with you and kiss you. I want to know that when you're asleep and smiling, it's because of me, not because of a secret you're keeping from me. I want to be that person that you think of first when something funny happens. I want to be the most called in your dreams, the name you write down more often than any other. I want to be the lips that you kiss when you wake up in the morning and when you go to bed at night. And really, above everything else, I want you to want me this way too, but sadly it seems that it shall never be. A relationship cannot be based full of lies.

It pains me to know that you have lied to me on so many things, about who you truly are. I thought I knew yo,u but it seems I do not.

I know what I'm choosing, and I think you do too. I cannot live without you, my sweet, you are the only thing keeping me alive in a world full of death. The past couple of months have reminded me that sometimes, love involves pain. All the fairy tales in the world have done us a terrible disservice by lying to us about this stark truth. So many of us - myself included at times - go through life hoping that when we find true love, we will enter into the realm of happily ever after and never feel the pangs of heartache or sorrow again. So when we discover this lie for what it is, we often assume we've done something wrong.

I know better than this, My Sweet. True love will always involve heartache and pain. This is because we live as imperfect humans in an imperfect world, doing our best to share our lives and our hearts with one another. Mistakes are always made, and our openness and vulnerability allow those mistakes to wound us. To deny that fact is to deny our very nature and the very nature of love. This is especially true for someone who loves so freely and openly, someone like me.

But here's the thing, I wouldn't have it any other way. Long ago, I discovered that if there truly is love in my heart, then any pain that comes as a result is precious. After all, that pain is a sign that I truly am loving freely, and that is the greatest gift that I could ever give myself. It's also the greatest gift I could ever give you, and I will cherish that gift, even with its thorny downside, with every fibre of my being.

I want you to really think about that, My Sweet. I want you to allow it to sink into the depths of your soul, and find the freedom that this offers you there. I know we're not perfect. I know that we'll do things to each other that will hurt us from time to time, no matter how thoughtful and caring we are. And while I don't want you to use this fact to be intentionally thoughtless and uncaring, I don't want you to be afraid of making those mistakes along the way. Because in the end, I will cherish even the mistakes we both make along the way. I will look at my tears I shed as we walk together, and count them as gold.

I want to see you again. So my decision is final. A lot of bad decisions run in the Pendragon line, I'm determined to set them right.

My father and myself never had that type of bond that a father and son should have. Whilst I grew up, I turned into a monster, I'm not sure my mother would have been proud of me if she were alive. My father taught me how to kill someone at the age of 10, I killed my first sorcerer at the age of 15. I look back on my childhood now and I agree on what people say about my father. I wonder now of what I saw in him that made me cherish our time together and I'd laugh at my younger self at how I would do anything for him to just see me, as me, not a prince or noble, but just me, his son. I don't blame all those who tried to kill him, I'd help them if it wasn't for the little reason that he's still my father niggling in the back of my mind. I will never forgive nor will I ever forget what my father and his cruelty have done to people and their family, yours included.

My decision is this, I choose you over him. It pains me and saddens me so but, in a world without you is not a world I choose to live in. The people deserve a new ruler, and I think that what happens next will change quite a lot of things. History books in years, centuries to come will write of the cruelty and malice of Uther Pendragon, and his Deceptionitive son and lover. They will write about our decisions, our choices, our beliefs and what we aimed for in life. I cannot live another day without you, Merlin, I need you here now. Im scared, of what will happen. I need you to be here and you're not. You always were useless, Merlin.

My useless, idiotic, lovable, sweet Merlin,

My manservant secretly a Prince,

King of the Druids and Magic,

Emrys, Merlin, The Last Dragonlord. (Or so I thought?),

Formally known as My Merlin.

I, Arthur Pendragon, Prince Regent of Camelot, herby give my blessing for Balinor, King of Mageia, to assassinate Uther Pendragon, King of Camelot, my father. On all known violations and accusations laid against him, he has been found guilty of treachery to his people and of ordering assassinations of innocents.

He is unfit to rule and has been abdicated from the throne. Camelot's knights and people, will not attack nor threaten when the deed is done, and a new king sits on the throne.

I hope this is enough.

Until we meet again, my sweetheart,

Your Arthur,
xxxxxxxxx

"Well?" Balinor asked smirking, as Merlin finished reading, "What does it say?"

All occupants within the chamber sat still, neither breathing, and waited for the verdict.

"You got your wish, it seems" Merlin choked out after a minute's silence, "Camelot's prince has given you his blessing. Camelot's King will die by your hand, My lord"

A/N - Deceptionitive - My new word because it isn't actually a word, apparently, so its automatically MINE! You thieve it and I will turn you into a frog... or something...Creative and festive

I turned Arthur into something of a... Well, a prat really.

I promise to update before Christmas and after cause I kinda like this, but I have got something else in mind.

I want to change the chapters but I start worrying then that the storyline won't fit in, but I'll figure it out later.

Now a question for you - What do YOU want to happen next? I've decided that I'm going to allow you to choose.

You can literally pick anything you want. Even if you want Balinor to be turned into a donkey or Uther a sheep, The choice is yours!

Until next time,(Hopefully soon) My lovelies,

AllThingsMagical321- Out:)

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