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The Magic of Love	By : kdarkbutterfly Category: M through R > Merlin (BBC) > Merlin (BBC) Views: 4254 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Magic of Love
- 2-Ch. 2
- 3-Ch. 3
- 4-Ch. 4
- 5-Ch. 5
- 6-Ch. 6
- 7-Ch. 7
- 8-Ch. 8
- 9-ch. 9
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**Merlin**
The months passed quickly as Morgana started to show symptoms of her pregnancy right away, quelling the nobles who thought that Morgana couldn’t get pregnant. Merlin didn’t care what the nobles thought as he knows it’s the right course of action, but poor Arthur got the brunt of their dissent which made him a little short-tempered with them. The few protesting nobles then tried to secede from Camelot, but the people weren’t having that and promised a revolt of the nobles were going to break away from Arthur. It was clear that the people of Camelot support Arthur and Merlin and so the disgruntled nobles were forced to give up their protests.
Finally the day of their wedding arrives too quickly and Merlin wakes up in his own chambers for the last time. It was bare of Merlin’s things as he pretty much already moved into Arthur’s chambers, so all that’s left is just the clothes for the ceremonies. They agreed that they’ll have the royal wedding in the morning and the druidic wedding in the afternoon while spending the honeymoon night in their cottage.
Edwin pulls back the curtains to let in the morning light shine in the room.
“Good morning, Merlin,” Edwin greets him excitedly.
“Morning,” Merlin grins, excited as well for his upcoming nuptials.
“I brought you breakfast and the tub,” Edwin points to the table with a plate of food and a cup of water before pointing at the empty tub as Merlin will fill it magically, “You’ll have to hurry as you’ll have to be in the throne room in an hour.”
“Alright, go check in on Arthur,” Merlin nods his head, both he and Arthur agreed that Edwin will become the royal manservant for them both, though really Merlin bullied Arthur into taking him, stating that he trained Edwin personally which descended into an argument of what constitutes as an adequate manservant.
“Yes, Sire,” Edwin gives him a cheeky bow before scampering off as Merlin chuckles.
Oh yes, Edwin will make a great royal manservant, Merlin thinks to himself as he waves his hand to have hot water fill the tub.
After his bath and breakfast, Merlin gets dressed in the ceremonial clothes of a King’s Consort which consists of a deep red velvet tunic with gold trim and creamy white breeches. He’ll be getting a crown and a new medallion to showcase his upgraded position, so he already gave his court sorcerer position to Froki as he would have won if it weren’t for Merlin showing up.
There’s a knock on his door and he goes to open it. Surprised at who it is, he instantly hugs his mother.
“Merlin,” Hunith greets him as she hugs him back.
“I’m so glad you’re here,” Merlin kisses her cheek before pulling away, “I can’t believe that I’m getting married.”
“I can,” Hunith replies with a grin, “You deserve to have someone by your side as well as someone to look out for you when you get into trouble.”
“Mum!” Merlin tries to sound upset, but knows she’s telling the truth.
“I’m glad it’s Arthur,” Hunith still grins, “Anyone can tell you were meant for each other.”
“Thanks, me too,” Merlin blushes.
“You look so handsome,” Hunith says as she looks him over and the reaches up to cup his cheek, “Magic and love suits you well, my son.”
“Thank you,” Merlin blushes again as he looks down at her in one of the new court dresses that Arthur and Morgana gifted her, “You look radiant as always.”
“Come now,” Hunith smiles at him, “We don’t want you to be late for your own wedding.”
“Arthur would kill me if I was,” Merlin takes his mother’s arm and escorts her out of his room and down the stairs.
As soon as they reach the throne room, Hunith kisses Merlin’s cheek before going in to take her place in the front row. He fidgets slightly as he waits for his cue to walk in, making sure he still looks presentable and that nothing is out of place during the short walk from his room. Finally, the guards open the doors, revealing a long aisle that ends at Arthur standing with Geoffrey and two thrones, one smaller than the other. He takes a deep breath before standing straight and walks past the hundreds of people in attendance for the royal wedding. The only thing that keeps him walking is Arthur as he looks royally attractive in a similar outfit as Merlin’s. His eyes do wander to the knights, all grinning at him, as well as Gwen and Gaius. Morgana and Mordred are next to Hunith with Morgana barely showing a baby bump, but she proudly displays it by wearing a tight dress.
He manages to make it up to Arthur without any incident, a record in his book, as he takes Arthur’s hand and they present themselves to Geoffrey. Merlin doesn’t hear the speech Geoffrey gives as he’s too wrapped up in looking at Arthur and becomes surprised when Arthur frowns at him slightly.
“Say ‘I do’,” Arthur whispers under his breath and Merlin’s eyes go wide as he must’ve tuned Geoffrey out too well to hear him say the pledge that Merlin must swear by.
“I do,” Merlin tries very hard to not blush, but those in the front knows he wasn’t paying attention. He takes Arthur’s right hand and slides the ring on.
“And do you Arthur Pendragon…” Merlin stops listening, knowing that while these pledges are important, he’s too keyed up for this afternoon’s ceremony. This one is all about declaring their love in public while the more intimate ceremony is what will truly bind them together for all of eternity.
“I do,” Arthur says as he stares at Merlin with love and knowing that Merlin isn’t quite paying attention, which Merlin rectifies that by looking attentive as Arthur slides Merlin’s ring on.
“By the power invested in me, I present to you King Arthur and Consort Merlin Pendragon,” Geoffrey intones as he places the Consort’s crown on top of Merlin’s head. It’s a delicate piece of work as they wanted it to reflect Merlin’s connections with the land and magic. So rather than gold, it is silver with vines and leaves interlocked to hold several emeralds.
The people clap and cheer as Arthur grabs Merlin and kisses him in front of everybody. They spend a couple of hours as people congratulate them, Merlin thought he was going to start killing people just to cut down on the amount of well-wishers. After the last people trickle down to the feast, Arthur and Merlin dash up to their chamber and in a flurry of clothing being flung off, they end up on their sides naked on the bed unable to keep their hands off each other’s naked flesh.
“We need to be quick,” Arthur moans as Merlin attaches his mouth to Arthur’s neck, “Oh gods, Merlin. Turn around so we can suck each other off. There’s no time for anything else.”
“Yes, Sire,” Merlin lifts his head from Arthur’s neck and grins at Arthur’s idea of mutual satisfaction. Arthur chuckles as he slaps Merlin’s arse before Merlin moves so he’s facing Arthur’s feet with his husband’s thick cock in front of his face. Impatiently, Merlin grabs Arthur’s erection and slides his mouth down, causing Arthur to moan. Merlin moans when Arthur’s tongue reaches up to lick Merlin’s precome before grabbing his arse and starts sucking.
They both work rapidly with the sounds of their mingled moans and sucking reverberating in the room as any moment they’ll have to be ready to ride out to the Isle of the Blessed. All too soon, Merlin feels his balls drawing up and his magic pulsating within him as Arthur uses a spit-slicked finger to tease Merlin’s hole. He moans with Arthur’s cock still in his mouth as he reaches his orgasm, causing Arthur to come as well. The magic also releases its own energy around them, showering them with colored lights throughout the room.
A few minutes after they bask in the afterglow, they get dressed in a different outfit that is more suitable for outdoors. Arthur in his customarily red tunic and brown breeches and Merlin in his blue tunic and black breeches. They make sure they’re presentable before walking down to the stables where the rest of their party is waiting for them. For this ceremony, they’re only having less than a dozen people in attendance; Morgana, Mordred, Gaius, Hunith, Gwen, Lancelot, Leon, and Kilgharrah who will meet them at the isle. Morgana carries the cup of life as they will need it for the special ceremony and she will be the one officiating the ceremony as high priestess.
When they step foot onto the Isle of the Blessed, Merlin grins as he sees the altar has been decorated and the surrounding grass is covered with flowers. He also sees Kilgharrah and rushes over to the great dragon.
“Ah, young warlock,” the dragon greets him with a draconic smile, “I see you’ve grown into your destiny and even forged new paths.”
“Yes, and I’m extremely happy,” Merlin grins as he glances back at Arthur who is walking towards them.
“Hello Pendragon,” Kilgharah greets Arthur, “I must thank you for bringing back hope for magic as well as taking care of the young dragonlord.”
“You’re welcome,” Arthur replies with a respectful bow to the dragon, “I’m grateful for all the times you’ve helped Merlin despite having my father imprison you and I’m sorry you had to suffer in all those years.”
“You are definitely not Uther,” Kilgharah chuckles as he peers deeply at Arthur, “And you are the perfect match for Merlin.”
Arthur blushes as Kilgharah swings his head to look at Merlin.
“I wish to bestow one last gift unto you, Merlin,” Kilgharah says and holds up a single claw to stall Merlin’s protest, “I know your thoughts will be on other things once the ceremony finishes and I must confess that I would never see the day that I die from old age before seeing another of my kind. You still have a duty to the dragons as I can feel the unborn still waiting. You must seek them out and help them hatch.”
Kilgharah takes a deep breath before opening his mouth to breathe the knowledge into Merlin. His mind is saturated with dragonlore, including how to hatch dragon eggs. He feels as though his head is going to explode with all of that knowledge, but it starts settling down.
“I, uh, wow, um, thanks,” Merlin is still reeling from the sudden increase in knowledge and the great dragon chuckles.
“Take good care of the future,” Kilgharah replies as he settles down.
“We will,” Merlin nods his head as he grabs Arthur’s hand. They then walk over to the altar, where Morgana is ready for them. Mordred comes up to them and places a crown of flowers and vines on each of their heads before moving back to his position near the altar.
“Ready?” Morgana asks, making sure everyone is in place before starting, “Today, on one of our most sacred days of renewal and new beginnings, we are here to witness and celebrate a union that will last through the ages. I call upon the triple goddess and the horned god to stand attendance to bless this union.”
With Morgana’s words, both Danu and Cernunnos appear, causing some of them to gasp. Morgana doesn’t look fazed by their appearance as she nods her head to them in deference.
“This cord,” Morgana holds up a green, blue, and silver cord that represents the land and magic before tying Merlin’s and Arthur’s wrists together, “represents the binding of your souls as you speak your vows to each other.”
“Merlin,” Arthur starts as he looks at Merlin with love, “I know that we had a rocky start and it took us a long time to reach this happy moment, but I wouldn’t trade any memory with you for anything in the world. You have made me a better person and I can only hope that you can still keep me from being too egotistical. You’re my other half and I promise to always keep you as such as well as promising to protect you, even from yourself. I love you and I will always cherish you for the rest of my life. You are my equal, my partner, and the only person I want to spend my life with.”
“Arthur,” Merlin smiles at him, trying to convey all his love for him through his words and eyes, “You are my destiny, everything I have done and will do is for you. I will always be devoted to you because you are my soulmate, the other half of my coin. I have and always will love you no matter what happens between us. We may fight and bicker, but never doubt the fact that I love you with my entire body, mind, and magic. I pledge everything that I have, including my magic to always stay by your side, nothing will ever keep us apart.”
“I remove the cord to symbolize that you are willing to remain bound to each other of your own free will,” Morgana says as she unties the cord and removes it before bringing the cup of life out to them, “The cup of life grants life and immortality to those that drink it and give a blood sacrifice. By spilling your freely given blood into this vessel and drinking from it, both of your lives will be bound to each other. When one dies, so will the other. Do you wish to make the sacrifice?”
“Yes,” Both Merlin and Arthur replies and Morgana lowers the cup while Mordred comes up with a ceremonial knife to give to Merlin. Merlin takes the knife and slices his wrist over the cup, allowing his blood to drip into it. Once there’s enough, he pulls a little bit of magic to heal the cut before handing the knife to Arthur, who repeats his actions. Arthur hands the knife back to Mordred and Merlin heals him as Morgana swirls the blood three times.
“Drink and be bound,” Morgana says as she holds the cup to Arthur first. He takes a sip before Morgana turns to face Merlin with the cup.
“Drink and be bound,” Morgana repeats to Merlin and Merlin takes the remaining sip of the blood, draining the cup. As soon as the blood hits his tongue he can taste both him and Arthur’s essences mixed together. He swallows the blood and feels a wave of dizziness as the magic swirls around him and Arthur. He closes his eyes as he senses a presence in his mind.
:Merlin?:
Merlin is startled by Arthur’s voice in his mind, speaking like the druids can. But then he can feel Arthur’s mind in his own.
:Yes Arthur. I think the blood also connected our minds. I can feel you in the back of my mind like I can with magic and the land:
:I can feel you too. This is great:
Merlin opens his eyes and grins wildly at Arthur, who is grinning right back.
“I would like to offer my blessing,” Danu says as she comes up and kisses them on the foreheads, “May your journey be filled with the wonders of magic.”
“I too also offer my blessing,” Cernunnos steps up as Danu steps away. He gives them a quick kiss on the lips, surprising Arthur though Merlin had expected it out of the horny god, “May you lead bountiful lives and be filled with joy and happiness.”
“With the power invested in me and with the blessing of the gods, I pronounce you husband and husband,” Morgana ends the ceremony just as Merlin leans forward to passionately kiss Arthur. Merlin can hear their friends and family cheer for them, Kilgharah roaring his approval among them. With a chuckle Merlin pulls back and grins at Arthur.
This time, Merlin enjoys the congratulations as they are more heartfelt and honest from people he knows. He notices that Danu, Cernunnos, and the cup are gone, so he presumes they took it for safe keeping.
Someone had brought a smaller feast and wine to celebrate with and for the next few hours, they had their own celebration on the isle until it started getting darker. At dusk, Merlin and Arthur bid their friends and family a good night, promising to come back to Camelot tomorrow, though definitely not in the morning. Once everyone left, Arthur and Merlin take their packs and with magic, enter their personal little realm.
As soon as they step into the cottage, both of them are instantly on each other kissing and groping. They stumble towards the bedroom, pulling and tugging at clothing to get to the skin underneath. Arthur’s tunic is the first to be stripped off and Merlin bends his head down to lick the exposed flesh. Something catches his eye and be pulls away to stare at Arthur’s chest.
“Arthur,” Merlin murmurs in awe as he is looking right at a tattoo of the Pendragon crest surrounded by an interwoven circle similar to Merlin’s. Arthur just had untied Merlin’s breeches, but stops to see what Merlin is looking at.
“It’s like yours,” Arthur says as he removes one hand to touch it, “What does it mean?”
“I think it means that you represent the people of Albion and magic,” Merlin guesses, but it seems right, “Probably also connects us together for all of eternity.”
“Then I’ll wear it proudly,” Arthur says softly as he reaches to tilt Merlin’s head up and kisses him tenderly. Merlin happily kisses back, enjoying the sweetness of it before Arthur reaches and pulls Merlin’s tunic over his head.
Merlin’s lips latch onto Arthur’s chest, wanting to see if the tattoo makes his skin taste any different. It doesn’t but that doesn’t stop him from tracing the design with his tongue. Arthur moans above him and slides his hands on Merlin’s naked back and up into his hair. Somehow they made it to the bed as Arthur grabs Merlin’s shoulders and pushes him onto it, causing him to gasp in surprise. Hurriedly, Arthur bends down and yanks Merlin’s boots off, leaving Merlin mostly naked with his breeches already opened allowing his hard cock to jut out. Arthur just grins as he reaches for the top of Merlin’s breeches and with Merlin’s help, strips them off and throws them somewhere in the room. Arthur palms Merlin’s erection, making him moan at the contact.
“Why am I the only one naked?” Merlin asks as he sits up to reach for the ties of Arthur’s breeches.
“Because I think you forgot how to undress me since you’re no long my manservant,” Arthur teases as he toes off his own boots.
“Let me rectify that,” Merlin grins as he uses magic to pull Arthur’s breeches down enough for Arthur to step out of them.
“That’s cheating,” Arthur exclaims.
“No,” Merlin retorts, “That’s using my skills for the job.”
“Do you have any non-magical skills that are useful?” Arthur asks, teasing Merlin.
“You mean like this?” Merlin asks before he moves his body so he can reach down and engulf Arthur’s erection with his mouth, slowly making his way to the root. He feels Arthur tense as he moans loudly.
“Oh yes, t-that’s useful,” Arthur moans, reaching to grab Merlin’s hair. Merlin moans, letting the vibrations tease Arthur’s cock in his mouth, “Even better.”
“Gods, your mouth,” Arthur continues to moan as he holds Merlin’s head and makes small thrusts into his mouth, “I think I found a good use for it.”
:That shouldn’t be all that I’m good for: Merlin had to concentrate on sending that to Arthur, but he makes sure that it sounds teasingly.
“I’m never going to have you silent, am I?” Arthur asks with a chuckle before he lets go of Merlin’s hair.
“No sire,” Merlin replies as he pulled back with a huge grin, “But I know you love hearing me.”
“I love hearing you moan,” Arthur counters as he climbs onto the bed, forcing Merlin to move back. Merlin presses his lips together, grinning as he wants to make it a challenge for Arthur.
“You’re going to make me work for it, aren’t you?” Arthur asks with a raised eyebrow as Merlin just nods his head, “Shouldn’t be that hard.”
Arthur grabs Merlin’s foot to pull him onto his back before bodily pinning him down. Merlin makes sure not to make a startling noise as Arthur is on top of him. Arthur flicks his hips to rub his erection against Merlin’s aching cock and Merlin presses his lips together, still trying to make Arthur work for it.
“I see I’ll have to do some drastic measures,” Arthur says with a quirk of his lips before he slides down Merlin’s body, playfully kissing and nibbling along the way. Merlin knows Arthur’s downward goal and holds his breath in anticipation, but when Arthur bypasses Merlin’s leaking cock, he almost lets out a whimper. Instead, Arthur gently bites Merlin’s inner thigh which causes Merlin to slightly gasp. Merlin looks down to see Arthur looking up as he hovers his mouth over Merlin’s cock. Arthur smiles as he notices Merlin watching and slowly reaches out with his tongue to lick the large vein alongside Merlin’s penis.
Merlin bites his lip as he tries not to moan at the erotic sight. Arthur puffs out a stream of air, making the wet line tingle on Merlin’s erection. Merlin still holds out, though he’s not sure how much longer he cannot moan at what Arthur’s doing to him. His body feels so achy and tense. Arthur then wraps his calloused hand around Merlin’s shaft and slowly pumps him, letting his thumb swipe over the leaking slit. Merlin takes some deep breathes as he closes his eyes at the feeling of Arthur’s hand on his erection.
Arthur surprises him by engulfing Merlin’s erection into his mouth, forcing a strangled moan from Merlin’s lips.
:I win, therefore I’ll claim my prize: Arthur’s hesitant voice says faintly in Merlin’s head, apparently getting the idea of how to talk in their minds.
“What prize?” Merlin opens his eyes to look down at Arthur, who still has his mouth around his cock.
Arthur slowly slides Merlin’s cock out of his mouth, eliciting another moan from Merlin.
“I get to be inside you,” Arthur replies with a huge cat-caught-the-canary grin.
“How is that fair?” Merlin glares at his husband, “It was only a matter of time before I moaned.”
“Yes,” Arthur concedes as he slides over Merlin to reach the oil they had left there last time, “But, I’m your king and therefore I win.”
“How does that even make any sense,” Merlin protests as Arthur comes back with the oil, “Just because you’re the king doesn’t mean that you automatically win. Besides, I think it is my turn-“
Arthur interrupted Merlin’s protest as he grabs Merlin and uses his strength to flip him onto his stomach. Merlin gets his limbs under control as he pushes himself up on his knees, but Arthur pushes his shoulders down, forcing him on all fours.
“T-that’s cheating,” Merlin moans as somehow Arthur slicked up a finger already since he can feel him probing at his entrance.
“It’s called using my skills,” Arthur throws Merlin’s earlier statement back at him as he slowly pushes his finger inside of Merlin. He tries to be upset at Arthur, but with his finger now fully seated inside and stroking with pleasure, Merlin can’t. Instead he relaxes on his forearms as he enjoys Arthur stretching him open with a single finger at first and then with two. He can feel his magic starting to respond to the pleasure as it sparks little pin-pricks against his skin.
Arthur bends his fingers inside of Merlin, catching that one highly pleasurable spot, and Merlin arches his back upwards as he moans with a shudder.
“I can’t wait to be inside you,” Arthur moans as Merlin feels a third impatient finger enter him.
“Me neither,” Merlin replies, desperately wanting Arthur to hurry. He knows Arthur drizzle more oil to help ease his intruding fingers, but all Merlin wants now is Arthur’s cock inside him.
Finally after what seemed like hours, Arthur withdraws his fingers and Merlin whimpers for the loss. The empty feeling is soon replaced with anticipation as he feel’s Arthur’s blunt tip push at his entrance. Merlin tries to relax his body, allowing Arthur’s cock to slowly penetrate him and filling him up. They both moan as Arthur slides in until he is sheathed to the root.
“Fuck me already,” Merlin moans, unable to take the stillness for much longer as he moves his own arse to get some friction. Merlin’s use of dirty language must have spurred Arthur into action as he grips Merlin’s hips tightly before sliding out of him until just the tip is still within him. Arthur slowly thrusts back inside, making Merlin moan. He loves having Arthur inside him, though he won’t admit it otherwise he might never get to penetrate Arthur anymore. He enjoys the few slow thrusts as Arthur makes sure Merlin is pliable for harder plunges.
“Gods Merlin, you’re always so tight,” Arthur moans as he thrusts harder, causing Merlin to gasp with pleasure. Finally, Arthur’s short nails dig into Merlin’s bony hips as he picks up the pace. Merlin lets out a stream of moans as he clenches the blankets underneath him. It feels so good to him, especially when Arthur manages to nail that particular spot inside constantly.
“You’re so thick,” Merlin replies with a particularly loud moan as Arthur snaps his hips into Merlin’s arse. He grins at his own play on words, briefly wondering if Arthur will realize he called him thick.
The magic builds up inside him and by now Merlin is associating it with the pleasure he feels with Arthur as his cock throbs with a stream of come leaking out.
“I-I’m close,” Arthur moans as he reaches down and grasps Merlin’s aching cock, causing Merlin to suddenly moan louder.
“Oh Gods, I am too,” Merlin gasps as his own orgasm is rushing down his spine along with his magic. He rests his forehead on the bed and sees Arthur’s hand stroking in time with his thrusts, the sight of Arthur’s hand engulfing his cock pushes him over the edge. His head snaps up as he lets out a particularly loud moan while he comes all over the bed. He feels the magic release at the same time, but something different happened as instead of bursting around them, it shot right into Arthur.
“Merlin!” Arthur slams into him one last time as Merlin can feel Arthur’s own orgasm spread through him as the magic loops back, causing another smaller orgasm. Arthur slumps slightly on Merlin’s back, panting near his ear, “Gods, Merlin, is that what you feel?”
“Yeah,” Merlin breathes out, somehow knowing that the magic connected them even more now. Arthur groans as he slides out of Merlin and falls to the side.
“Bloody brilliant,” Arthur grins while Merlin collapses onto his side as well, avoiding the come-stain, “I wonder if it’ll be like that every time.”
They both lay there, letting the aftermath blissfully seep into their bones.
“Want to find out?” Merlin asks a few minutes later, once he regained his energy for a second round.
They spend the rest of the night discovering that Merlin’s magic really likes Arthur as it seeks him out each time Merlin orgasms before falling into a sex-exhausted sleep.

**Epilogue**
Arthur’s reign was glorious and filled with treaties and the rare war as he unites all of Albion together. The people rejoiced with each acquisition and the land prospered. It was indeed a golden age for them all.
Once Morgana’s son, Tristan, was born Arthur and Merlin knew that they had to get everything ready for twenty-one years later. Arthur helped raise Tristan, imparting him everything that would make him a worthy king. Merlin spent the years preparing the druids and magic users for the inevitable hibernation of magic as well as securing safe havens for magical creatures. They worked in secret of their deadline as only just their closest friends knew why they were securing such a future without them.
Over the years, Gwen and Lancelot had a baby girl named Llewellyn, who was a childhood friend of Tristan and grew into a beautiful woman, inheriting her mother’s good sense. Love blossomed between Llewellyn and Tristan. Arthur and Merlin were blessed on being able to see them get married before Tristan’s 21^st birthday.
A few of the knights had also married and settled with children. Gwaine surprised them all by marrying the barmaid, Elaine, from the Rising Sun Inn. He raised a brood of six children with two looking promising as knights.
There was some sadness during that golden period as Gaius passed away from old age after retiring from his physician position and enjoying the sedentary life until his timely death. Years later, Merlin’s mother died in her sleep, leaving Merlin bereft of his mortal parental figures. Sir Leon and Sir Kay died honorably in the war against Odin’s kingdom as Arthur fought to secure a uniting Albion.
It was on Tristan’s twenty-first birthday in which he was crown regent prince and that same day, Arthur and Merlin announce that they are to go on a quest to search for the holy grail. They took with them the few remaining knights they could trust with their secret and ride out to the Isle of the Blessed. Arthur had given the isle to Merlin, stating that it will remain within the family and will have a caretaker appointed by Merlin to ensure that the land will be cared for during their long absence. Once there, they reminisced of the old days one last time before saying their goodbyes forever. Once Arthur and Merlin disappeared, the knights had to make the sad journey back to tell everyone that Arthur and Merlin are dead, leaving Tristan as king.

~The End… or is it?

I’m thinking about doing a sequel to this, but with a crossover. Maybe a Harry Potter/Merlin? But it won’t be until a while.
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