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The first bad thing is that Merlin doesn't bring him breakfast.
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In between the flashes of violence, Arthur sees the man Merlin was with skittering away. What did he look like? Pretty, probably - Lancelot (and oh, it all makes sense now) was beautiful, and Merlin is - Merlin wouldn’t have to settle. Lancelot’s hand in dark hair; Merlin’s teeth in a golden neck. But Lancelot wouldn’t have run. So Arthur pictures the anti-Lancelot. Someone soft and yielding. Pale. Blue-eyed. Blonde.
He cannot sleep.
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“Like that story of the statue come to life, all marble and gold. Brave, too. Loyal. Kind. You’ve got a sort of weight to you. To your presence. Like the silence of a church. You’re so good it breaks my heart.”
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“They’re talking about you in the taverns I go to. They say that you’re a fair man, a good king. It’s good to see a bit of hope in their faces.”
“You may pass on my promises to them as well.”
Merlin smiles. “Your future subjects.”
“That’s me. King of the queers.”
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“Well,” says Merlin. His voice sounds strange. “You’ve clearly put some thought into this.”
“It’s just - my father, the way he talks about the people. Like we’re against them, somehow. A king should be for the people, and I don’t just mean on their side, I mean for like - a tool for them to use, a sword in war and a scale of justice in peace. That’s why we have kings, isn’t it? Otherwise we’d all just be clustered in villages, stabbing our neighbours whenever we showed up.” He turns to Merlin, who is looking at him very strangely, mouth all wobbly and eyes too blue. “I’m sorry, I’m talking nonsense, aren’t I?”
“You’re not.” Merlin’s voice trembles. “Kingship as submission. It’s very you.”
“You can just say they’re bad ideas, Merlin.”
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“I don’t want honours or land or any of the gifts you’d reward a knight with. I don’t need you to be useful or good. I don’t even need you to be strong for me. Sweetheart, did you really think your heart wouldn’t be enough?”
Arthur’s face is wet. Because no, of course it’s not enough. People have wanted Arthur for his gold, his power, his strength, his prowess, they have wanted his brain and his swordhand, and his cock, but no one has ever been stupid enough to want him for his useless quivering heart. Until Merlin.
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Like everything else by this author… GOD TIER.
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