Title: It's Like Magic
Author: Kiki1607
Rating: T for Lanuage
Summary: Merlin talks to their unborn child M/F
Setting: After season 2
A/N: So I've always thought that since Freya was only in one episode and she spent most of it boording in fear, it's really hard to tell what exactly her personality is like. That leaves Fanfiction writers like me, a lot of room for creativity. I do think Freya is a kind soul, but I also think she could act the part of a Royal. She's more than beautiful enough for that anyway. Check out my community: The Best of Merlin!
Freylin 3: A Perfect Father
Freya giggled when Merlin began talking to her stomach again. Well… more like the baby she now carried. He did this every day. After another day of saving the Prince's life, he would come home, kiss her on the forehead, and settle down to tell their child about his day. Ever since Freya told Merlin the child was old enough to hear his voice he took it upon himself to entertain the baby, claiming that she (Merlin adamant that it was a girl. Freya liked to think it was handsome boy like her father) would be bored just sitting in there.
Freya ran her fingers through Merlin's hair as he lay in her lap talking to their child. Sometimes she'd laugh at Merlin's stories, others she would reprimand him for his silliness, but mostly she would just smile pleasantly to herself and hold her family close to her.
"Freya?" Merlin mumbled, pulling out of her lap. He smiled at her as if he knew what was going on in her mind. He gently brushed the tears out of her eyes and let his wife snuggle into him. They were happy tears for Freya was surrounded by the love of her life and an unborn child who would soon be spoiled by her parent's love. "I love you." He whispered. She nodded against his chest.
Merlin held her close, knowing his wife was exhausted after spending the day creating potions with Gaius. He lulled her to sleep. "I promise, this time I will protect the both of you." He told her, his hands running down to the prominent bump on Freya's stomach. He felt Freya smiling against his chest. She propped herself up so that her head lay on his shoulder. She began giggling when Merlin traced circles around her tummy.
"Merlin!" She whined, teasingly. Merlin took the opportunity to steal a kiss from his wife. She gently shoved him away in surprise. Her eyes narrowed at him.
"That never gets old," He muttered with a laugh barely containing his mirth. She rolled her eyes and was about to retort when she gasped in surprise. "What?" Merlin asked in concern. Freya smiled brightly and placed his hand over her stomach. He looked at her incredulously when he felt it…
"She kicked! Freya, she kicked!" Merlin cheered like a child his eyes instantly brightening. Freya giggled in response.
"I think she likes her father's voice."
"Aha! So you admit it's a girl!"
"I did not!"
Can you tell I'm sappy helpless romantic?
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