Merlin opened the door.
Arthur was still lying on his bed.
He gasped at the sight of Merlin and immediately looked down.
"How are you feeling, Sire?"
"I think I'm good now." he answered still looking down.
"You've been very sick because of a high fever. Morgana caused it, an enchantment all over the land." Merlin said.
He was trying to make eye contact with him but Arthur kept looking down.
"l did suspect it... thank you for taking care of me." he said finally looking at Merlin.
Arthur's eyes were dubious, hesitating and maybe also scared.
"Don't say that... I had to." Merlin was staring at Arthur.
He really wanted to understand his feelings in that moment, but Arthur's expression was illegible.
"Arthur... Do you remember what happened during the last few hours? When your fever was very high."
It took a lot for him to say those words but he really wanted to know. He needed confirmations.
"No... I just remember that I didn't feel well and I was out of my mind..." Arthur said those words with no conviction.
Merlin swallowed deciding to turn around and leave the room.
Arthur almost screamed "No! Wait!".
Merlin suddenly turned to him, standing in silence for a while.
"Yes..?" he asked finally.
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I need to wait, just a few hours.
Fanfiction"Arthur, I... I'm here. Don't worry you'll be alright. I promise." Merlin made Arthur drink the potion and he swallowed powerless. "Merlin.. I... feel sick... my mind is burning... all my body is burning..." He was suffering and Merlin felt sorry fo...
