Lost
Author: 
archaeologist_d
Title: Lost
Rating: G
Pairing/s: none
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Arthur found out.
Warnings: none
Word Count: 100
Camelot Drabble Prompt: #372:bingo-round 1 - estrangement - having lost former closeness and affection
Author's Notes: written for the bingo challenge.
Disclaimer: I do not own the BBC version of Merlin; It and Shine do. I am very respectfully borrowing them with no intent to profit. No money has changed hands. No copyright infringement is intended.
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Merlin knew it would end this way. Cold eyes watching his every move, Arthur’s hand furtive on the pummel of his sword whenever Merlin got within an arm’s length of him, orders thrown at him like daggers, sharp, bitter, and made to hurt.
Merlin didn’t know what else to do. Arthur would never accept him now. Magic wasn’t a thing Merlin could just toss aside. It was part of who he was. If Arthur reviled him for it, all Merlin could do was accept it.
But in the dead of night, with the wind howling laments, he mourned the loss.
archaeologist_dTitle: Lost
Rating: G
Pairing/s: none
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Arthur found out.
Warnings: none
Word Count: 100
Camelot Drabble Prompt: #372:bingo-round 1 - estrangement - having lost former closeness and affection
Author's Notes: written for the bingo challenge.
Disclaimer: I do not own the BBC version of Merlin; It and Shine do. I am very respectfully borrowing them with no intent to profit. No money has changed hands. No copyright infringement is intended.
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Merlin knew it would end this way. Cold eyes watching his every move, Arthur’s hand furtive on the pummel of his sword whenever Merlin got within an arm’s length of him, orders thrown at him like daggers, sharp, bitter, and made to hurt.
Merlin didn’t know what else to do. Arthur would never accept him now. Magic wasn’t a thing Merlin could just toss aside. It was part of who he was. If Arthur reviled him for it, all Merlin could do was accept it.
But in the dead of night, with the wind howling laments, he mourned the loss.