Merlin- grief

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Merlin and I sat on the castle steps in silence. His arms were resting on his thighs, as my own arms were wrapped around my knees. My dress curled at my feet as my eyes scanned across the courtyard, desperately keeping themselves busy as I forbade them to cry.

"He is gone." Merlin's voice broke our streak of silence, his voice raw with pain and emotion. I sucked in a deep breath, emotions building in my chest causing tears to fall, as I turned to look at Merlin. "I could have done something, I could have saved him and I didn't."

"Don't." I whispered. Merlins ears may not have caught my soft, breaking voice or he may have just chosen to ignore me as he carried on despite his voice cracking every few seconds.

"You must be angry at me. I had the chance to save your brother and I didn't." Looking at Merlin, the man whom my brother loved dearly and whom I love dearly, hurt too much for my heart to handle so instead my eyes diverted to the ground. "I could, I should have done something. I should have persuading him to come back to Camelot. I should of-" his voice broke off, his tears stopping him from talking any further.

My own grief getting the best of me I removed my arms from around my knees and gently leant my head onto merlins shoulder.

The touch of my head seemed to soothe the both of us as his sobs gently faded as did my tears. Slowly his arm crept around my shoulder and I found myself curling into him.

"He was proud of you," I whispered, breathing in the scent of Merlin. "You may not believe me, but he was."

"And yet he called me an idiot daily." Merlin joked but the pain in his voice was clearly still there.

"That's because you are." Gently I nudged my shoulder with merlins and he chuckled softly. Somehow my hand found his and in our grief they joined together. We sat there in the same position for hours and until night fell upon us. At that point Merlin had questioned where I would think Arthur would be and I knew the answer straight away, for my brother only belonged in one place.

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