AU: Hi again this is the 3rd chapter of The Forgetting Curse. It is mostly a talk between Arthur and Merlin. Hope you like it.
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Arthur exhaled and pushed a hand through his blonde hair. The relief of finding Merlin alive and well was overwhelming. 'You...Merlin, I'm seeking you.'

'I don't understand, Sire. I'm nothing more than a single manservant, why do I imply so important to you?' - Merlin said trying to fix his neckerchief.

"Why did run away after I kissed you?" – Arthur asked.

"What do you mean why, Sire? Normally the only thing I get from you is some sarcastic comment about my behavior." - He said with quiet voice, like he was afraid to talk to him.

Arthur scrunched his eyebrows together and frowned slightly then laughed and wrapped his arms around Merlin's waist. "Very funny, love."

"What are you doing, my lord? Let me go!" - Merlin said with fear in his voice and tried to push Arthur back, but he couldn't - "Let me go!"

Arthur let go of Merlin and took a slow step back frowning. "Merlin... Seriously. Jokes are over. Why are you acting like this?

"And I am not acting." - Merlin said and the fear in him began to get stronger - "I do not understand what do you want me to do, Sire."

'I...I...' Arthur sighed and gave up, wondering how to explain this to Merlin. 'Merlin, we've known each other for a long time. Surely you must remember what...what happened between us..." Arthur looked around even though he knew nobody would overhear them. "That night. In the tent...Merlin, please tell me you remember.' - Suddenly it was too much for Arthur. What if Merlin never regained his memory? What if all that had passed between them fell to faded pictures in Arthur's mind?

'Sire, I don't remember anything except working on the same timetable for about a year. What is it so important to remember, because I don't have a memory of you paying much attention to me at all. I mean you were always flirting with some other people, and not talking to me except when it was absolutely necessary. If I have done something to offend you, I beg to be pardoned." - Saying the Merlin bowed and took another few steps away from his master. Looking at his light blue eyes Merlin was starting to think that there really was something that he should remember, but one part of him didn't want to know what it was, because this way it was simpler for Merlin.

'What do you want to say with the, Merlin?' – Arthur said bewildered. 'Flirting' he had said… who could he be flirting with except for him. He was the only one for him. – 'Who was I flirting with….' – He said with a big anger in his voice.

'No… nothing. Just saying what I remember…." – Merlin said with shaking voice. – 'I am sorry to offend you!' – he said and did another bow.

Arthur was fascinated that was not his Merlin. The Merlin he knew never bowed or apologized. What had happened to him? What?

'Fine. I haven't said anything, I am not offended.' – he said with a bit coldness in his voice. – 'Merlin, please stop playing with me! Come on. Tell me it is all a game.'

'I'm sorry, Sire. I don't understand why would I play you. It isn't in my duties.' – Merlin said not looking at the Prince's eyes.

'I didn't mean that… oh it doesn't matter. Tell me what you remember from yesterday.'

'Nothing unusual. I woke up, came to work, where I waked you up, helped you get dressed. You didn't say anything to me. Then you had lunch with you father and as I remember you told me to get your armour you said we were going hunting. The one strange thing I remember is that I drank from one of the cups in your room I don't do that usually. Then I went out to get your armour and fell unconscious. That is all, Sire' – Merlin said, and saw a flash in Arthur's eyes. He couldn't tell if it was anger, hope or something else.

'You remember drinking from a glass cup, right?' – Arthur said with excitement in his voice. – 'Right?'

'Yeah, but what does that matter?'- He asked

'Alright, tell me what else do you remember, from the way I behaved with you.' – Arthur said wanting to know what else does he know.

'Not much. I mean you never talked to me or shared things with me. I was just another manservant to you.' – Merlin said and saw that Arthur's face is getting angry.

'Just Another Manservant! Is that so… Merlin I cannot believe this.' – Arthur said – 'How can you say that. I loved you! I still do! How can you say that?' – He said shaking his head.

'You… you loved me?' – Merlin said as he had heard this for the first time – 'What are talking about, Sire?' – He said and took a few steps back

'Since when are you questioning that? I have told you a million and more times I love you from the moment I saw you on the square. I cannot believe you can even think for one second I don't love you.' – Arthur said feeling that his tears wasn't far from dropping.

'I don't believe. I don't believe you, Sire. I am sorry!' – He said and took another step back until he hit a tree.

Arthur was walking straight to him. He stopped at about 10 inches. He looked at him. Arthur felt his eyes were watering, and what else did he expect. A tear fell from them. He bit his lip. Looking at Merlin's beautiful face. But the love and adore from before were replaced by confusion.

'Sire, why do you cry?' – Merlin asked quietly

'Do you really want to know?'- Arthur said, running a hard though his hair.

'Yes, I am sure I do.'

'I feel I have lost you, no matter if you are right in front of my eyes.' – he said and two other tears fell from his eyes. – 'Please, Merlin, I am begging you. You have to remember what happened between us.'

'I am sorry to make you feel that way, Sire. But I don't know what I should remember.' – he said and moved away from the Prince.

'Look inside you heart.' – he said and touched Merlin where his heart should be. He felt him shiver. – 'Look in there and tell me don't you feel something missing. Because if you don't I will say Gaius not to bother to make that antidote. There won't be no point.'

The boy felt quiet for a bit. Thinking of what Arthur has just said. What did he meant 'antidote' and could he be 'cured'. Not even realizing it. Merlin was searching over his soul looking of there was something that made him feel strange. And for his surprise there was. I was quiet bit thing that made him want to hug hid knees and cry, but he wasn't confident enough to tell that to Arthur yet, so he just asked - 'What about you, Sire. Do you feel anything in your heart?'

Another tear fell from Arthur's eyes. – 'I haven't felt this way before. I feel like someone is slicing me with a sword, slowly eating parts from me that look like they will never return. I feel like I am in a sea and I am drowning, and the only thing that could get me out of my sufferings is you, but you are not there to help me and I might soon die. This is how I feel.' – He said and his gaze fell on Merlin's. Who was looking at him like he felt almost the same? – 'Now answer me.'

'I… I …. Feel a gap inside me, which will soon take me whole. And I feel as there was something there. That felt warm, that gave me strength to wake up in the morning. But I cannot tell you what that is, sire. I cannot.' – Merlin said exactly what he felt. – 'But I want to know what was there.'

'Are you serious?' – Arthur said and wiped a tear from his cheek. He hugged Merlin, still sobbing – 'Is that really how you feel?

'Sire, I would never tell you a lie. You know that?' – Merlin said and even if it was a bit woody he hugged Arthur. – 'And I want to remember whatever I have forgotten.'

'Oh, Merlin! I love you.'

'Don't! Don't say that, Sire. I am still not convinced that this is even possible. I remember everything so clearly, that it seems absolutely right.' – Merlin said and pulled away.

Arthur gulped; it did hurt him in the heart to see him like that…

'Let's go, inside the castle. It is getting late.' – The Prince said looking at Merlin.

'Yeah, that will be fine.'

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In her cave Nimway was looking in her magical pot…. Seeing that no matter what she things do in Camelot still look rather fine. He couldn't believe it. She knew she had to add more hatred in the potion. She waved her hand and the image disappeared.

Oh…. She had an idea…. A smile came on her face.