Character/s: Arthur, Merlin
Word Count: 100
Summary: It was as he'd expected. A fool's hopes dashed.
Prompt: 138, Anticipation
Author's Notes: none
Disclaimer: I do not own the BBC version of Merlin; They and Shine do. I am very respectfully borrowing them with no intent to profit. No money has changed hands. No copyright infringement is intended.
He'd been anticipating it. The look on Arthur's face, the utter betrayal when Merlin finally admitted his secret, was as much a sword thrust into his heart as any cold steel.
He supposed he should be grateful that he was still breathing, merely flayed alive under that furious gaze instead of bleeding out his life by Arthur's hand.
But there was something to be said for blood spilled, a final goodbye.
At least then he'd be at peace.