Nemeth's Princess

One thing I've learned since being here is that Arthur values your opinion above almost all others... All I ask is that you give me a chance

[notjustmerlin]

nemethsmythian‌:

Mithian nodded her head, she wasn’t completely surprised. She had known about the issues Arthur had regarding betrayals in his kingdom. We. She knew that it would take some time, but she hoped that one day Merlin could look upon Nemeth as his home. Otherwise she was going to feel guilty for taking him away from Camelot and everyone there.

She snorted, it was unladylike of her, but at the comment of her once husband, she took a long sip of her wine. “I’m not.” It was blunt, far colder than she would have liked to act, but she didn’t really want to think about it. For the most part, she didn’t face too much of a backlash against getting rid of her husband. Though others were more critical of her choice, thought she should have just endured it, as betters before her did. “I’m glad he’s gone too. He was a darkness over the kingdom and I feel much better with him gone.”

“You do look more at ease.” It was like a weight had been lifted from her. Merlin could tell. Her eyes were glistening, her smile brighter and every movement was less measured and more relaxed. He didn’t think he had ever seen her like this before, unless they were in Camelot, in the middle of the night, half a bottle of wine down. 

But as carefree as Mithian was, the court itself felt tense. Merlin couldn’t blame them. They must feel like they are all walking on eggshells around the Queen. The Queen is now single again and there were many worthy men in the court but none of them had asked her to dance or even approached for, possibly out of fear of being judged for moving in so quickly. 

“Is Nemeth always this serious?” Even with the conversations going around, and the occasional laughter, it all seemed very formal. 

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“Thank you, I feel more at ease than I have been in the last couple of years.” Mithian couple help but to drink more of her wine, relaxing with each passing minute. She hadn’t felt this way since the last time she was in Camelot, before she married and everything changed. She longed for those more carefree days again.

She knew that it wouldn’t last forever, soon enough she would be pressured again to be in a marriage with a worthy man. In her opinion there wasn’t a man she’d consider worthy enough, aside for the man sitting beside her. She was also grateful for the lack of anyone approaching her, even if that put everyone one edge.

“Not usually, but given what’s happened, everyone I guess is a bit nervous around me. Or they are angry with me.”

[notjustmerlin]

nemethsmythian‌:

“Please, tell if there is anything that you need. I want you to have everything you require for your work. I don’t want you to be missing anything.” She might seem as if she’s spoiling Merlin. She was, but she also knows that his work was very important. So, she knew that she would get him anything he needed. At least now, she’d be able to tell him more of her people and introduce him to some of the more important people of Nemeth.

Mithian had wanted Merlin seated next to her because while she grew up here, at the moment, she felt that Merlin was the closest person to her. She also had a feeling that he was slowly going to become her right hand, someone she could look to for advice. She also hopes that she wouldn’t be pushing Merlin too much with all the knew things that he would be experiencing. She wanted to make his transition as smoothly as possible.

“Really?” Mithian asked, with how big Camelot was, she assumed that Guinevere’s court would have been bigger. Maybe, she had too many people.

“We’ve been betrayed by people in the court one too many times. She’s cautious.” We. Merlin wasn’t technically a part of Camelot anymore. He was still a citizen, in writing, his name appeared in the books but he was now residing in Nemeth. He really shouldn’t speak of Camelot as home and Nemeth as some foreign place. He was seated beside the Queen, after all.

Merlin reached for the goblet in front of him, looking inside of it before taking a sip. It wasn’t like he wouldn’t drink whatever was in it - water, wine, mead - he just didn’t want to be surprised. He sipped the wine and licked his lips, looking over at Mithian as he set down the goblet. “I’m sorry about your marriage.” She wanted it to end but he could only imagine how difficult it was for a woman to face her kingdom after what had happened. The rumors, the judgments, the questions. “But I’m glad he is gone.”

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Mithian nodded her head, she wasn’t completely surprised. She had known about the issues Arthur had regarding betrayals in his kingdom. We. She knew that it would take some time, but she hoped that one day Merlin could look upon Nemeth as his home. Otherwise she was going to feel guilty for taking him away from Camelot and everyone there.

She snorted, it was unladylike of her, but at the comment of her once husband, she took a long sip of her wine. “I’m not.” It was blunt, far colder than she would have liked to act, but she didn’t really want to think about it. For the most part, she didn’t face too much of a backlash against getting rid of her husband. Though others were more critical of her choice, thought she should have just endured it, as betters before her did. “I’m glad he’s gone too. He was a darkness over the kingdom and I feel much better with him gone.”

[notjustmerlin]

nemethsmythian‌:

Mithian getting rid of her husband had surprisingly been easier than she thought it would have been. Once she explained the lack of a consummation and his abuse towards her, her council practically threw her husband out of Nemeth themselves.

Now that she was back as a single queen for a few weeks, she was thankful no one was pressuring her into a marriage, she assumes her first marriage was still burning deeply in everyone’s mind. Which was fine with her, she didn’t want to think of a marriage when she was still trying to figure things out between her and Merlin.

She had informed everyone that he was to be the new physician of Nemeth, but knew she couldn’t quite throw Merlin to her people. Things were delicate and they needed to be taken step by step. Though, she wanted to see Merlin, she wanted to give him space until he was ready to see others, her included. She was going to have to know if he needed anything, that way she could get him whatever he required.

This dinner would be interesting to her, she hoped that Merlin would be okay with all these people. She wouldn’t hold it against him if he didn’t stay long, given that he’ll be busy soon.

Mithian scanned across the room, smiling softly at everyone she saw, it warmed her heart to see the people so happy before her attention was brought to Merlin. “Merlin, I hope you have been settling well.”

“Yes. Of course.” Mithian never held back when it came to spoiling Merlin and his new chambers were a testament to that fact. One thing he had been having trouble with was integration. He had yet to really meet anyone from Nemeth. Mithian had offered the services of servants to help him move into his new home but Merlin had refused. He didn’t want anyone discovering his books of magic or anything of the sort. He really only knew Mithian and her servant because she had been around on occasion. 

 Blue eyes scanned the room. There were a lot more people than he expected and he felt almost as he did the first time he was introduced to the court as Arthur’s manservant. He felt small, like he’d been invisible for an entire lifetime and was only now visible to everyone in the room.

A servant came over to seat Merlin. He was surprised that his seat was to the right of the Queen. He was sure that was on purpose. He had been Arthur’s right hand man once and he assumed this was the same thing. He felt even smaller though. This was quite the spot to hold at the table. He was thankful too because at least the person seating beside him was someone he was familiar with. He could have a conversation and thoroughly enjoy the feast in good company.

“Your court is a lot bigger than Queen Guinevere’s.” As expected. With everything Guinevere had gone through, there were very few people she trusted. 

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“Please, tell if there is anything that you need. I want you to have everything you require for your work. I don’t want you to be missing anything.” She might seem as if she’s spoiling Merlin. She was, but she also knows that his work was very important. So, she knew that she would get him anything he needed. At least now, she’d be able to tell him more of her people and introduce him to some of the more important people of Nemeth.

Mithian had wanted Merlin seated next to her because while she grew up here, at the moment, she felt that Merlin was the closest person to her. She also had a feeling that he was slowly going to become her right hand, someone she could look to for advice. She also hopes that she wouldn’t be pushing Merlin too much with all the knew things that he would be experiencing. She wanted to make his transition as smoothly as possible.

“Really?” Mithian asked, with how big Camelot was, she assumed that Guinevere’s court would have been bigger. Maybe, she had too many people.

[notjustmerlin]

Merlin had made the move from Camelot to Nemeth about a week ago. He was just about getting settled into his chambers. There was a lot to unpack, books, potions, herbs and he also had to unpack his clothing, not that he had much.

The room Mithian had put him in was much larger than the one he had inherited from Gaius in Camelot. It was much more practical for a physician. He had a pretty large room for himself in the back, with a bed, a dresser, even some extra room for a small desk. Then the rest of the area was complete with two beds to keep the sick, divided by a curtain, and shelves for him to keep his books and medicine. It would be easier to keep it organized, that was for sure.

Although he had been in Nemeth for a week, he’d yet to be introduced to anyone. He’d been dead set on settling in before putting himself out there. Even now, as he got dressed for a dinner with the court, he kind of wished he could skip it, go to bed early and wake up early. Merlin didn’t have an assistance so he would have to wander the nearby woods by himself to see what herbs were readily available. If not, he needed to get to planting.

He’d been to the castle enough times to know his way around it so he made his way to the dining hall, bowing his head to the two guards that stood watch at the entrance. “I’m Merlin. I’m here for –” He didn’t get to finish, the guards let him in.

Thankfully, Merlin wasn’t late, people were still settling into their seats. Mithian was already seated, of course, the proper queen she was. Merlin made his way to her and bowed his head. “Your highness.”

[nemethsmythian-blog]

Mithian getting rid of her husband had surprisingly been easier than she thought it would have been. Once she explained the lack of a consummation and his abuse towards her, her council practically threw her husband out of Nemeth themselves.

Now that she was back as a single queen for a few weeks, she was thankful no one was pressuring her into a marriage, she assumes her first marriage was still burning deeply in everyone’s mind. Which was fine with her, she didn’t want to think of a marriage when she was still trying to figure things out between her and Merlin.

She had informed everyone that he was to be the new physician of Nemeth, but knew she couldn’t quite throw Merlin to her people. Things were delicate and they needed to be taken step by step. Though, she wanted to see Merlin, she wanted to give him space until he was ready to see others, her included. She was going to have to know if he needed anything, that way she could get him whatever he required.

This dinner would be interesting to her, she hoped that Merlin would be okay with all these people. She wouldn’t hold it against him if he didn’t stay long, given that he’ll be busy soon.

Mithian scanned across the room, smiling softly at everyone she saw, it warmed her heart to see the people so happy before her attention was brought to Merlin. “Merlin, I hope you have been settling well.”

[notjustmerlin]

nemethsmythian‌:

Everything would have been simpler away from the royal life, away from their duties and destinies that tied them to their respective homes. In the end, all it had ever been was talk. Merlin would have never left Arthur’s side and Mithian would have never broken her father’s heart by abandoning Nemeth. All she had said were lots of words about giving up her crown, yet she never did. She was no more better than anyone else, more false promises that broke her heart over time.

“Now, I don’t know if my father- actually, you’re probably right. My father would probably hunt me down and drag me back to Nemeth. I would have never let him kill you, just forbid you to ever come near Nemeth again.” She would have done her best to protect Merlin, especially since it would have been her choice to run. But his words brought a smile to her face. She would have been happy with him too.

“Well, if your father didn’t have me killed, I’m sure Arthur would have.” It was so strange to speak of Arthur with a smile on his face. Arthur was gone and Merlin had never smiled at the memories of him. Even the good ones were painful. He missed him. Every day. He was hoping that getting close to Mithian again would spark the same joy she used to bring to him five or six years ago. So far, it was working. He was smiling, he was taking risks, he was being honest about his feelings and his life. He needed her. Timing is everything and this was the right time for them to reconnect.

“Speaking of killing me, I’m not sure how Gwen will react to me leaving Camelot.”

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“That might also be true.” She knew that Arthur wouldn’t have been happy for Merlin. He knew that Arthur probably wouldn’t have stopped until Merlin was back in Camelot. This was the most they had ever spoken about Arthur in years. She hoped that talking, would help Merlin with everything that happened. Nothing would ever be the same again, but at least Merlin could have some joy again after all these years of sadness. She missed the way that he got her to smile as well, everything felt as if it was slowly getting right with the world.

“I think she might happy for you, she knows you’ve been suffering as long as I have known.”

[notjustmerlin]

nemethsmythian‌:

She didn’t say anything against his refusal, she expected it. Still the quickness of his refusal hurt, perhaps she should have explained. It wouldn’t have been about recognition, it would have been to advise her in things magical. She knew next to nothing about magic and his help and advice would have been appreciated. Now it was too late, she would just have to bring him on as a physician, his knowledge there would also be appreciated. “Of course, it was foolish of me to ask that of you.”

Mithian laughed softly, the extent of any skills of farming would be in gardening and that was only for flowers. So at least she could have made their home very pretty, after that, she would have been a hopeless case. “That’s not what I meant,” she replied, shaking her head with laughter. “I’m sure we would have been starving by winter, until we got the hang of it, well if I ever got the hang of it. I meant would you have been happy with me?”

“We would have probably moved back in with my mom.” Merlin was realistic and it was incredibly unrealistic for them to run off to some unknown village and start from scratch. They were more likely to live in Ealdor, in Merlin’s childhood home and help his mom until they got the hang of it and started their own life there. Looking back at it, it would have been a much simpler life. He knew couldn’t leave Arthur though. He wouldn’t have, even at the chance of a happy ending with what would have been the former Princess of Nemeth.

“First of all, you’re assuming your father wouldn’t have hunted us down and have me killed for stealing his daughter.” That would have happened. Mithian’s father was known for having a kind heart but Merlin didn’t think that would apply for a man stealing his only daughter and heir. “But ignoring all the odds, yes. I could have been happy with you. I would have made you happy, Princess.”

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Everything would have been simpler away from the royal life, away from their duties and destinies that tied them to their respective homes. In the end, all it had ever been was talk. Merlin would have never left Arthur’s side and Mithian would have never broken her father’s heart by abandoning Nemeth. All she had said were lots of words about giving up her crown, yet she never did. She was no more better than anyone else, more false promises that broke her heart over time.

“Now, I don’t know if my father- actually, you’re probably right. My father would probably hunt me down and drag me back to Nemeth. I would have never let him kill you, just forbid you to ever come near Nemeth again.” She would have done her best to protect Merlin, especially since it would have been her choice to run. But his words brought a smile to her face. She would have been happy with him too.

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[notjustmerlin]

nemethsmythian‌:

“I know you are not bad at either, though I could always bring you on as a court sorcerer, there hasn’t been one in Nemeth since my father passed.” She hadn’t felt ready to give that title to anyone yet and while there plenty of those who would kill for the chance to become her court sorcerer, she knew that there was no one better than Merlin. Of course, if he said no, she wouldn’t force a title on him.

Mithian leaned slightly into his hand, reaching out as she plays with his neck scarf. She could remember these moments like it was yesterday. The long nights where they would drink wine and talk, the moments that kept bringing them closer together. The confessions of love that could never leave the room they had sat it. “I remember, I thought about it over the last few years.” She laughs softly, wishing for a moment they had ran from it all. “I would have been a terrible farmer, but I would have been determined to learn and I would have been happy. Would you have been happy?”

“No.” He almost felt guilty at how quickly he turned down her kind offer to make him court sorcerer. It was instinct. Mithian barely got the words out and Merlin was already refusing it. “Sorry.” He realized how rude he had been almost immediately though. “I don’t… I don’t use my magic for recognition. I don’t want that.” The idea of it alone made him uncomfortable.

The idea of Mithian as a farmer still made him laugh. He couldn’t hold back the chuckle. It was hard to imagine this woman with pristine clothes and soft hands working any sort of hard labor. Merlin knew she had the ethics and morality to do any sort of work, it was just hard to picture. “Are you joking? We wouldn’t have had time to be happy. We would have starved by the time our first winter was over.” Growing up in Ealdor, Merlin knew the basics about farming but he was always busy playing with his magic. He could have afforded to learn a little more. 

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She didn’t say anything against his refusal, she expected it. Still the quickness of his refusal hurt, perhaps she should have explained. It wouldn’t have been about recognition, it would have been to advise her in things magical. She knew next to nothing about magic and his help and advice would have been appreciated. Now it was too late, she would just have to bring him on as a physician, his knowledge there would also be appreciated. “Of course, it was foolish of me to ask that of you.”

Mithian laughed softly, the extent of any skills of farming would be in gardening and that was only for flowers. So at least she could have made their home very pretty, after that, she would have been a hopeless case. “That’s not what I meant,” she replied, shaking her head with laughter. “I’m sure we would have been starving by winter, until we got the hang of it, well if I ever got the hang of it. I meant would you have been happy with me?”

[notjustmerlin]

nemethsmythian‌:

“I know, I will miss you while you’re away.” It was the safest thing for the two of them. She had to get rid of her husband and smooth things over with her council before she even dared to bring another man into her halls, regardless of who he was.

No one has yet to question her closeness to Merlin and for that she was thankful. Merlin was the only person who could still make her feel like the princess she once was when she first came to Camelot. It surprised her how she could feel herself opening up again, after so long of keeping everything locked up, she was taught well she supposes.

“While I’m gone you can think of what position you want to give me. I’m not a bad physician but I don’t mind being servant either.” Those words were a testament to everything Merlin was. He was this great sorcerer, Camelot’s physician, but he was humble enough to climb his way up to a seat in the court in Nemeth. Being a servant again wasn’t above him. He would gladly serve the Queen.

Merlin reaches over, moving a lock of hair away from her face and placing it behind her ear. He loved these moments with Mithian. Without the big dresses, the jewelry and the makeup to enhance her beauty. She was clothed, of course, but naked in a different way. Merlin could really see her for who she was. “Do you remember when we talked about leaving together?” It never went further than the wine prompted conversations. “Could you imagine if we had?”

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“I know you are not bad at either, though I could always bring you on as a court sorcerer, there hasn’t been one in Nemeth since my father passed.” She hadn’t felt ready to give that title to anyone yet and while there plenty of those who would kill for the chance to become her court sorcerer, she knew that there was no one better than Merlin. Of course, if he said no, she wouldn’t force a title on him.

Mithian leaned slightly into his hand, reaching out as she plays with his neck scarf. She could remember these moments like it was yesterday. The long nights where they would drink wine and talk, the moments that kept bringing them closer together. The confessions of love that could never leave the room they had sat it. “I remember, I thought about it over the last few years.” She laughs softly, wishing for a moment they had ran from it all. “I would have been a terrible farmer, but I would have been determined to learn and I would have been happy. Would you have been happy?”

[annielovestohelp]

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[notjustmerlin]

nemethsmythian‌:

“Thank you for trusting me to tell me this.” It was odd that she had trusted him so easily, without knowing him years ago. Maybe because she was raised to treat others like she would want to be treated. Or perhaps it was because even when Merlin didn’t really want her with Arthur, she knew he wasn’t a bad person. He was looking out for his friends, that was an admirable trait. She knew, even then that he could be trusted.

Mithian groaned softly at his joke, as terrible as it was. “Not for much longer, remember? He doesn’t know it, seeing as he’s very busy tonight, but he’ll be gone by morning.”

“I should be leaving tomorrow too.” Not that he wanted to but if he was serious about staying in Nemeth then he needed to sort some things out in Camelot and staying so soon after the annulment, with their friendship was close as it was, didn’t sound like a good idea either. 

Although Merlin and Mithian kept a safe distance in public, any idiot could notice the glances they gave each other or how he stared at her when she wasn’t looking. She fascinated him. The expression on her face always so peaceful, even when she was faced with adversity. No wonder she was such a great Queen. 

[nemethsmythian-blog]

“I know, I will miss you while you’re away.” It was the safest thing for the two of them. She had to get rid of her husband and smooth things over with her council before she even dared to bring another man into her halls, regardless of who he was.

No one has yet to question her closeness to Merlin and for that she was thankful. Merlin was the only person who could still make her feel like the princess she once was when she first came to Camelot. It surprised her how she could feel herself opening up again, after so long of keeping everything locked up, she was taught well she supposes.

[notjustmerlin]

nemethsmythian‌:

Losing a parent, no matter how they were lost was a void that everyone shared. She knew that Uther wasn’t always the best king, but he did love Arthur. That said a little, she never really met Uther just heard the stories that her father or her knights had told her.

Blushing, she takes the white rose into her hand, twirling it gently between her fingers. It was wonderful, wonderful in every form. She wanted to give Merlin happiness, he deserved it the most out of everyone. She leans forward, placing her lips against his cheek, a silent thank you for the flower and for all he’s done for her.

“You’re the first person I’ve told.” Gaius found out through seeing Merlin use magic, and the letter from Hunith. Lancelot also knew but he saw Merlin in action. Gaius had told Gwen, kind of. And Merlin came clean to Arthur before his passing. But this was the first time he was actually saying it, telling his secret to another human being. It made sense that it was Mithian. The woman always trusted him, for some unknown reason.

Merlin smiles a little when she takes the rose. “You might want to hide it from your husband.” Some things never changed, Merlin still had terrible jokes and even worse timing.

[nemethsmythian-blog]

“Thank you for trusting me to tell me this.” It was odd that she had trusted him so easily, without knowing him years ago. Maybe because she was raised to treat others like she would want to be treated. Or perhaps it was because even when Merlin didn’t really want her with Arthur, she knew he wasn’t a bad person. He was looking out for his friends, that was an admirable trait. She knew, even then that he could be trusted.

Mithian groaned softly at his joke, as terrible as it was. “Not for much longer, remember? He doesn’t know it, seeing as he’s very busy tonight, but he’ll be gone by morning.”

[notjustmerlin]

nemethsmythian‌:

Sitting up, her face had the look of confusion. So much happened while she stayed in Nemeth, there was a little bit of jealously over the adventures, they all must have seen, but she wasn’t blind to the danger they all must have faced. “Maybe one day you’ll write that book, it would go down into legends.” She could see it now, legends about King Arthur and his knights, with the brave sorcerer at their side.

Mithian continued to watch the fire, eyes lighting up with every action Merlin did. Hearing his words, she turned her brown eyes back to him, smiling softly. “I never feared your magic. I know that magic isn’t good or bad, it’s the people who use it. She used it for revenge, you’ve always used it to help. Your magic and you are wonderful, Merlin.”

“I’ve tried.” He remembered Uther, he always remembered Uther and if he hadn’t used magic then, maybe Arthur would have had his father for a little longer. That was a guilt he still carried with him. Good king, bad king, Uther was Arthur’s father and Arthur had felt that void every day of his life.

But now wasn’t the time to think about that. He was with Mithian again after five years. He should focus on that, on her. Enjoy it while it lasts because nothing in his life seems to last. Merlin holds his hand out, “Blostma. “ Eyes flash gold and a single white rose appears in his hand, which he holds out to her.

[nemethsmythian-blog]

Losing a parent, no matter how they were lost was a void that everyone shared. She knew that Uther wasn’t always the best king, but he did love Arthur. That said a little, she never really met Uther just heard the stories that her father or her knights had told her.

Blushing, she takes the white rose into her hand, twirling it gently between her fingers. It was wonderful, wonderful in every form. She wanted to give Merlin happiness, he deserved it the most out of everyone. She leans forward, placing her lips against his cheek, a silent thank you for the flower and for all he’s done for her.

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    “Princess Mithian,” Merlin said when the woman walked toward him. He bowed for a short moment before he stood to face her. “I had no idea that you’d be here, if I had, I’d have the room made up for you. Have you seen Arthur already?” Actually, she might not have, the last he heard he’d been hunting, unless he was back. “Now that I think about it, you may have to wait a bit before you see him. However, I would be happen to attend to any need that you may have.”

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[nemethsmythian-blog]

Mithian smiled kindly at Merlin, “Don’t worry about the room, I just arrived a few minutes ago. I don’t want to give you extra work to do, just for me.” She knew that Arthur would be gone hunting, it was his way. “Arthur knew that I was staying a few nights here while I’m passing through to another kingdom.” She had this feeling that Arthur might not have mentioned it to Merlin, “I hope I’m not inconveniencing you, Merlin.”

[notjustmerlin]

nemethsmythian‌:

“I bet that must have been interesting, to be a woman.” She mused with a playful smile on her face. The rest of what Merlin said, she soaked it up like a sponge. It was interesting to listen to Merlin tell her about his magic. She could remember the aging spell draining a person, it happened to Morgana when she had used it. “Why were you a woman?”

Her eyes followed to where Merlin was looking. She looked at the fireplace, wondering what was Merlin planning on doing before she gasped. Seeing the fire ignited, her eyes widened as a huge smile grew on her face. “That amazing! I’ve never seen anything like that before.”

Why had he been a woman? Same reason he did everything. “Arthur.” But he quickly realized how that could be interpreted in a different way. “Not… he … I had to pretend I was a witch so he wouldn’t know I had magic.” Merlin looked exhausted just retelling that bit. “It’s a long story. I could write a book about the things I did for Arthur. Not proud of all of them.” Definitely not proud of being a witch. He made for one ugly old woman.

Merlin looked at her, noting the excitement in her voice. He turned back to the fire. “Draeca.” Little bits of the fire and ash sparkled into the shape of a dragon. “Draeca, beride tha heofinan.” With those words, the fire dragon turned into smoke and slowly vanished. He looked at Mithian again, just as his eyes were turning from gold back to blue. “It’s not as scary as Morgana’s magic.”

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Sitting up, her face had the look of confusion. So much happened while she stayed in Nemeth, there was a little bit of jealously over the adventures, they all must have seen, but she wasn’t blind to the danger they all must have faced. “Maybe one day you’ll write that book, it would go down into legends.” She could see it now, legends about King Arthur and his knights, with the brave sorcerer at their side.

Mithian continued to watch the fire, eyes lighting up with every action Merlin did. Hearing his words, she turned her brown eyes back to him, smiling softly. “I never feared your magic. I know that magic isn’t good or bad, it’s the people who use it. She used it for revenge, you’ve always used it to help. Your magic and you are wonderful, Merlin.”

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Mithian smiled softly, she was grateful that she hadn’t upset him by asking questions about his magic. This was something she had always wanted to learn, practice herself. But she knew that she could never could truly practice magic, she had learned or believed that it could only be possible if they were born with magic. “What’s it like what when you use magic? Can you feel your magic when you use spells?” Her eyes widen at the idea of seeing his magic, “Could I really see your magic?”

“I don’t feel anything.” That wasn’t right. It wasn’t what he meant. “It’s a part of me. No different than breathing. Some spells, like aging spells, drain me but I don’t really feel it until I have to change back. I’ve gotten stronger with age.” And practice and after so many aging spells, his body kind of got used to them. “I was a woman once.” Now he wasn’t sure why he felt the need to say that. Maybe he just needed to tell someone. 

As for her seeing him use magic. Merlin sat up on the bed and looked around the room. He wanted to do something impressive but not too difficult or scary. Spotting the fireplace, Merlin looks straight at it. “Bryne.” His eyes flash gold, only for a moment and the fire ignites in the room. 

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“I bet that must have been interesting, to be a woman.” She mused with a playful smile on her face. The rest of what Merlin said, she soaked it up like a sponge. It was interesting to listen to Merlin tell her about his magic. She could remember the aging spell draining a person, it happened to Morgana when she had used it. “Why were you a woman?”

Her eyes followed to where Merlin was looking. She looked at the fireplace, wondering what was Merlin planning on doing before she gasped. Seeing the fire ignited, her eyes widened as a huge smile grew on her face. “That amazing! I’ve never seen anything like that before.”

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Mithian flushed, she never feared magic until Morgana attacked Nemeth and used it against her. Yet, despite the abuse she had suffered from Morgana’s hand over the months she was in Nemeth, she still had the sense to know that magic wasn’t all evil. Memories of her childhood stood in front, the way she looked at magic users with awe, respect and the tiniest bit of envy.

“That’s awful, never learning to speak must be so painful. Maybe one day you’ll connect with them again, when you’re ready, of course.” If there was anything she learned throughout her life, is that forcing a person when they are not ready always is painful. “I’m sure it’s a great deal of responsibility to be the last of your kind. To have to carry that weight can make your feel as if your drowning. It’s exhilarating and heartbreaking all at the same time.” While she may never know how much the weight has hurt Merlin, she could sympathize with carrying a weight of her own.

“I’m sorry if it’s a lot of questions, I was always fascinated with magic, ever since I was little.”

“No.” Said Merlin, shaking his head. “It’s fine. No one’s ever asked me anything about it.” Not even Gwen when she found out. Not even Gaius went into details about his magic or how he felt about his destiny. Not even Lancelot. They just supported it, supported him.  It was strange but comforting at the same time to have someone to talk to after all these years. Having magic in Camelot had been hard, having to keep it to himself was harder. “You can ask me anything you want. I don’t know everything though. I learn something new every day. Would you like me to do something? So you can see?”

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Mithian smiled softly, she was grateful that she hadn’t upset him by asking questions about his magic. This was something she had always wanted to learn, practice herself. But she knew that she could never could truly practice magic, she had learned or believed that it could only be possible if they were born with magic. “What’s it like what when you use magic? Can you feel your magic when you use spells?” Her eyes widen at the idea of seeing his magic, “Could I really see your magic?”