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Merlin: A Fictional Narrative

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Arthur expected Guinevere to be shocked. He expected her to sit back and gape and demand to know how it was possible that Merlin, their clumsy, quirky, bizarre friend, was born to become the most powerful warlock in the world. Or perhaps—the more likely reaction—he expected her to become lightheaded and overwhelmed and to stare at him in flabbergasted silence.

All in all, he expected her to be just as mystified as he was.

And, at first, the King thought he would be perfectly satisfied with Gwen's reaction.

However, after her eyes widened and mouth popped open marginally, she did something that he never would have expected of her.

She started to laugh. Hard. So hard that she hugged herself with one arm and had tears of hilarity gathering at the corners of her brown eyes.

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You'd do well to remember that.

There's no way he's a sorcerer.

Each word, a dagger to his heart. Each syllable, another reason to be afraid that Arthur would never accept who and what he was. He had hurt Merlin enough with those odious words, and yet here he was, behind Merlin's back, doing the very thing Arthur never truly realized his friend was afraid of.

He was trying to see Merlin as a stranger in light of this new information.

With a small smile on her face, she shifted closer to him and said, "It's still Merlin, and shouldn't you be grateful that, of all men to possess such magic, it is Merlin?"

Merlin. Loyal. Brave. Selfless. Wise. Nosy. Insolent. Cheerful. Intelligent. Friend. Brother. Idiot.

Smiling, laughing, or quarreling, Merlin was Merlin, and the knowledge of his magic and its power, the extremities of his protectiveness, humility, and oddities in both the magical and non-magical worlds…it only made Merlin seem more Merlin.

The fact that Merlin could raze the city to the ground…an unnecessary thought. Because Merlin was Merlin, and Arthur could imagine him laughing in the face of someone who suggested he do

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