Title: Its Like Magic
Author: Kiki1770
Rating: T for Language
Summary: You only love once
Setting: Season 5
A/N: I will admit, I'm a rather large Freylin fan. But despite how I longingly want Merlin and Freya to be together, I firmly believe that a story should always focus on Merlin-Arthur friendship firstly, and foremost. I've actually finished writing the Freylin arc, and I really want to write so many more, but I don't want the pairing combination of this story to change. By the way, I started a community a few days back called: "The Best of Merlin." It has all my favorite, novel quality Merlin fanfics, please check it out!
Freylin 1: Loved
Merlin shook his head in amusement and picked himself off the ground, dusting off his neckerchief and trousers. It was more out of habit than the actual dust because Arthur's chamber floors were spotless; he would know since he's the one that washes them every day. The King and Queen both laughed at Merlin's expense at the newest piece of furniture Merlin tripped over.
"That was not there yesterday!" He pointed as they continued giggling into their wine glasses failing to hide their amusement.
"Of course it was," Gwen responded innocently, a mischievous glint clearly visible in her eyes. Merlin threw his hands in defeat and picked up the sword he had dropped in his latest bout of clumsiness.
"What if I had fallen on Arthur's sword? I swear the two of you are conspiring to get me killed," Merlin pouted; Arthur rolled his eyes at his manservant and took the sword out of his hands before he really did hurt himself. Clumsy oaf, he thought endearingly.
"One day when you're married Merlin, I'm sure you and your wife will come up with plenty of pranks to play on the servants. I mean how else does one entertain themselves around here." Arthur teased chidingly. Merlin snorted in response.
"Don't count on hearing wedding bells anytime soon," He whispered humorlessly to himself, but Arthur's ears were attuned to Merlin's every insult.
"Don't be so down on yourself, you idiot" Arthur cheerily clapped Merlin's back who instantly stumbled forward and used Arthur's study table for support. "I'm sure there's some woman in all of Camelot who'd want to marry a rude, insolent, and absolutely useless manservant like you," Arthur teased almost affectionately.
"I didn't mean it like that," Merlin mumbled, not meeting the eyes of the King or the Queen. Guinevere immediately caught onto the dark haunted shadow that passed over Merlin's eyes.
"What do you mean Merlin?" Gwen asked all pretense of her queenly façade gone. At that moment, she was Gwen Smith, the blacksmith's daughter, maidservant and friend of Merlin. Merlin stared longingly at the door, and then back at Gwen. His eyes, although looking right at her, seemed to be in distant place.
"You only live once and you only love once, Gwen. I'm afraid I've already had my turn," Merlin whispered, leaving a shocked King and Queen pondering in their chambers.
Apparently Arthur's way of giving advice is by first insulting people.
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