My Camelot Romance (A Merthur Fanfiction)

Epilouge

7 years later

Merlin and Arthur is both sitting on their small wrouth iron balcony. It's just enough space for two chairs, a table and some pot plants in each corner. The weather is hot yet comfortable. Merlin is wearing a pair of black shorts and a blue shirt. The arms had been folded a few times up and stopped over his elbows. His feet with striped socks on is resting on the iron fence and he has an envelope and a wedding invitation in his lap. He folds the card, puts it into the envelope, seals it close and puts in next to his coffee cup with the other wedding invitations. Arthur takes a sip from his white coffee mug that matches his cream coloured shorts and red t shirt. He looks down at the crown ring and spins it around his finger. He looks down at his left arm and chuckles lightly. On it is a black tattoo.

Two sides of
The same coin

Crown, coin and a dragon. Merlin folds the last wedding invitation and reads the cover.

We welcome you to the wedding of Merlin Emrys and Arthur Penndragon the 8th of August 2019.

Merlin sighs happily as he puts it into an envelope that says "William Arrows" and grabs his coffee mug. He lets his eyes rest on the London Eye in the distance. Arthur looks away from the gorgeous London view and looks at Merlin fondly, watching his every move. The way his pale fingers wraps around the brown mug. The way his red lips hits the edge. The way he holds the mug handle. He looks at the ring on his ring finger and smiles. He reaches his hand out towards Merlin. The skinny man looks down and chuckles lightly before grabbing the extended hand and giving it a little squeeze. Arthur puts his thumb on Merlin ring and spins it gently from side to side. It was without a doubt a dragon ring. It looks like it had climbed around Merlins finger, it's head resting on its tale. In the background the stereo is playing "Summer Never Came" by SayWeCanFly. The apartment is covered with plants and books. To the left is an open entrance to the kitchen. It is in some ways an old kitchen. The walls are white wood with wooden cabinets and benches. All painted in white yet it looks worn down. There's two plants by the window and one on the kitchen bench. The door to the bedroom is open. Merlin can see the messy bed, white sheets thrown carelessly around. He can see one of the dark brown bookshelf's. It's filled with colourful books. Everything from red, to green, to yellow to brown. Merlin smiles and looks over at Arthur who is now staring out into the horizon. Merlin puts his coffee mug down and kisses Arthur's hand gently. The blonde chuckles and smiles fondly to his fiancé. "I love you." He says and gives Merlins hand a little squeeze. Merlin wrinkles his nose and leans in closer. "I love you too." He whispers and kisses the man in front of him. Two more months and they're married. And Merlin is so happy. Behind them their French bulldog is sleeping on the couch, making little snoring sounds as well. Merlin chuckled and kisses Arthur one more time. He feels so happy

So free.

So utterly loved.

And if being tortured for years in school would be the price of getting to marry Arthur he would gladly go through it all again.

Because he was worth it.

The end.