Title: The King’s Sword
Pairing/s: Arthur/Gwen, Merlin/Morgana
Summary: Merlin has a sword made for Arthur
Word Count: 514
Prompt: 307 Photo prompt
Author's Notes: Royals
The King's Sword
Merlin left Morgana sitting in bed in her chambers with Gwen. They were talking about new plans for his and Morgana's wedding. They were ironing out details as soon as Morgana was strong enough to walk on her own.
Merlin had some things he needed to take care of. There were still several crates that hadn't been unpacked from King Thomas.
Merlin started on the crates with armory markings. He unpacked several crates of chain mail and sets of armor. when he came to a crate with three carved chests in a crate.
Merlin pulled one of the chests out of the crate. He opened the longest one. Inside and there was a sword with an ornate hilt.
Merlin lifted it out and smiled. He wrapped the sword in a discarded cloak and took it to the catacombs then down to the dragon’s cavern.
“Dragon, are you here?” Merlin looked around.
“Yes. Merlin I came back as soon as I can.” The dragon floated down to rest on an outcropping. “What is it now? I was sleeping.”
“I want you to do something for me.” Merlin held out the sword. “Arthur is king now. He needs a sword befitting of a king.”
“You brought it here for me to burnish it with magick didn't you?” The dragon looked at the sword. “A sword burnished with my breath will be invincible. If Arthur wields such a weapon, he will be nearly unstoppable warrior.”
“Yes. I cannot be at his side every minute. He needs a sword that will protect him.” Merlin held out the sword.
The dragon pulled the sword from Merlin’s grasp and into the space between him. “You are sure?”
“I am.” Merlin nodded.
The dragon breathed on the sword until it glowed golden. He held it with his magick until it cooled. When it was cooled, he sent it to Merlin’s hand. “I have done as you asked. How will you present it to Arthur?”
“King Thomas gave me a way. The sword was part of the wedding gifts he brought.” Merlin explained. “Thank you.”
Merlin left and went back to get the wooden chest the sword had come with. He put it in the chest and took it along with the other smaller chests to Arthur’s chambers.
He checked the two smaller chests. Each one contained a crown.
Arthur walked into the chambers. “What are they?”
“Crowns for you and Gwen. There is a sword here too. It’s meant for a king.” Merlin opened the chest to show him.
“Good job that I’m king then.” Arthur smiled and picked up the sword. “Perfect balance.” Arthur flicked it around. “I have never held a sword like this. It’s almost as if it was made for me. Did you do something to it?”
“Like what?” Merlin leaned against the table.
“Did you put magick in it?” Arthur looked at the blade.
“No I didn’t.” Merlin shook his head. “I didn't do anything to the sword. Maybe the druids…”
“Hmm. The druids.” Arthur squinted at the edge. “That is probably where it came from.”