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Let's pretend we're in love. (1b/4)




"My cup is empty, Merlin."
Merlin is charged by the trance and went once again to fill the cup to Arthur.
few days before Arthur would have held my wrist with an iron grip to force him to approach, and would have the opportunity to exchange a few words. Reprimand, in general, but Merlin would have responded and would ended up in a smile.
"Wait," said Lucan, and provided himself to pour the wine "It 's nice." He murmured then.
Merlin had already noticed since he set foot in the banquet hall. It was a typical beauty of the land to the north, fair hair that strangely they reached agreement with the milky skin, aquiline nose and straight, his eyes strange, too big and alive, which gave her an air of being lost in a thousand things, the eyelashes thick and clear.
Arthur gave her a quick look "Pretty. So, tomorrow, to hunt again? I want to take huge deer that we saw last time. "
Merlino was behind them. On the other hand that had always been his place.
"Sire, do not look back, but I think he is watching me." Lucan suddenly whispered, "Or maybe you see. Do not you turn around. "He leaned over his shoulder just to Arthur, then quickly retreat. "Look at me. Who is it? You know her? "
" Who? "Said Arthur annoyed from being interrupted," That one? It 's the grandson of Sir Bedivere. Now, if you do not mind, we can return to hunt? I was saying - "
" What's his name? Excuse me, but ... think potermela present? It 's really beautiful "eyes wide open shot taken in by a sudden fear" I have the best intentions, if this worry! I just want to talk to her. "
Arthur froze completely and for the first time since the beginning of the feast turned to look the other guests. He stared at the poor girl so that made her blush.
"Lynette." He murmured.
"Lynette." Lucan turned the name into his mouth like a teaspoon of honey laundering.
"Go and introduce yourself." Arthur said dryly, "I have not finished my wine." And he gave the demo a shot glass.
Lucan probably had not heard a word, but nodded once, took a puff from the glass and slid off the seat with the air of someone who does not know what he does but he wants to do at all costs.
When Arthur turned to Merlin did not like his face at all.
"Wine, Merlin." He said, and did it hurt as if each letter. Thirteen

glasses and a half later, Merlin was Arthur dragging a drunk through the door of his room.
"To your luck Gaius has a good remedy for tomorrow" groaned under the weight of the body without strength "or I would have killed you for a favor."
"- marry Gwen," muttered Arthur over his shoulder, continuing a gibberish that had started for the stairs. "Well - nice. Arthur-Guinevere-Gene and Gwen. Rulers of Camelot. "
" Beautiful. "Merlin said, trying to get him to bed. A next time just a little push to do it lying down.
"But we have - we have - children. I do not like . What druid, the dark-Mar-Mor "
" Mordred. "
" I was afraid . "
Merlin sat down beside him and began to take off his boots.
"Do not say anything with which I could blackmail them. The temptation begins to become too strong to resist. "
" Merlin. "The tone changed so much that he left Merlin boots and turned to look at.
"Yes?"
without giving sign of hearing, Arthur took a deep breath and stared at the ceiling, eyes wide, his jaw tight as he was in front of his father and he felt inadequate. When exhaled air in an apparent attempt to calm down, Merlin's plane touched his arm feeling the stiffness of the muscles through the cotton.
"Yes?"
Arthur looked down at him, almost lost, then raised him up again.
"I'm fine, Merlin." I said softly, a deep voice. Merlin
intensified his grip. The fear of losing that had accompanied him throughout the week had suddenly worsened, and needed to get closer to start to think.
"We have done something? Did you catch anything? Drunk? "
Arthur shook his head with evident effort. "No." She whispered, "No. But it hurts. "
Merlin knew what he was doing so bad, and if he could have done anything. Whatever. But he was afraid that this time not even the magic would have served much purpose.
despair, when the day after the prince took the argument and went out hunting with Lucan, who had been preferred to be called only by drunken delirium. Until that afternoon.

"You're getting too confident."
"It 's not your fault that you allow me, sire."
Arthur dodged another lunge with the grace of someone who has seen worse, Merlin at the moment could mention two or three, but smiled at the rider who had stopped panting.
"Why is it always my fault, Sir Lucan? And so do not stop in the middle of a duel. "She touched him
just with the sword, nothing like the strikes that touched on whether Merlin was found distracted or tired.
Lucan looked up and smiled as if he had never been able to ask better than to be there with the sun caressed the fields of Camelot and a prince ready to battle.
"And I thought he was training with friends, Your Majesty."
Arthur's eyes he's burning when Morgan put the red dress and the joy of honest when his father congratulated. "It is," said still smiling, obviously lying, "It is." .
And Merlin, who had already guessed, he could no longer deny.
Prince Arthur was in love.

Morgana Merlin halted during the change of bed linen to Arthur, the wrong moment throughout the day to stop and chat. Merlin
peered over load of pillows and blankets that held in his arms. "Is there anything I can do for you?"
Morgana nodded his head quickly as inviting him to cut the pleasantries there.
"What did Arthur?"
"Arthur?" Merlin shifted his weight from foot to foot feeling that pillows escaped him, "Nothing. This morning he went to train with Sir Lucan and was fine. Why, "asked immediately, anxious" He has something happened? "
Morgana nodded eagerly" Certainly something happened to him, but I was hoping you could tell me what. Now I have to speak with Gaius. "
Merlin was resolved to abandon the cushions on the ground and thus failed to notice that the girl was really worried. "Gaius? But he's wrong? "
"It is not right, that's for sure. Have you looked in recent days, Merlin? I'm tempted to ask whether or not two hours sleep a night, if the eye did not speak enough. And now this! "
Merlin nodded. Arthur in the evening after the banquet was as off little by little, ate little or nothing and went to bed early increasingly improbable excuses, we present the next morning with his face distorted by those who have fallen asleep only with dawn. Coached his riders staring at the ground, attended the ceremony without saying a word and without moving from the side of his father. Merlin pined for help, at least investigate, but it was the servant of Arthur in name only and the only thing that was required was to stand out from the foot.
entered his room to collect dirty clothes, and he was not there, and when they reported the room was still deserted.
Not that it was a mystery where Arthur was. Like a moth flying into the light without being able to come off, followed him in everything, if kept him next, he walked at his own pace. And he was possessive, any diversion of Lucan was painful, Merlin could see him. But when it was burned not even have time to lick his wounds, had to run after Lucan again and again.
Love should not be so , Merlin thought. It's too bad.
"This?" Merlin murmured "What - you are not obliged to explain." She added, because Morgan could always look terrible. Although in a polite manner.
Morgana shook her head "I trust you. The idiot said to want to Uther's engaged to the youngest daughter of the Duke of Pellinore. "
Merlin opened his mouth. Then closed.
"Uther has obviously declined. But anyway! She did not even have ever spoken , Merlin. It is not by him. Not sense. And you know what I said when I asked him what he had in mind? That he hoped to take it to the river tomorrow with Sir Lucan and Lynette to know you better. Know better. "He added with a mixture of pity, disbelief and disgust.
"Sir Lucan and -"
"We got engaged yesterday. Maybe someone has paid the love potion in the glasses of all Camelot. Or all suffer from a disease of the brain. I have to talk to Gaius. "
Merlin was told," Leave it to me, please, "while still crazy thoughts swirled in his head for Morgan's last words.

That night, Merlin slipped stealthily over Gaius snoring on a text on botany, as well as the usual guards with heavy eyelids, down the stone stairs, and found himself in front of the Great Dragon.
"Here again, young wizard?" The Dragon's deep voice echoed in the cave dug into the foundation, and his breath waved the torch, creating strange shadows. Merlin nodded
decided "I still need your help." He said firmly. The cave echoed with a dull echo. "You must help to save Arthur."
Dragon down the huge nose until you have eyes on a par with those of Merlin. Save? If Arthur Pendragon is to be saved, the task is yours.. "
"I know. But you have to help me because ... "The voice of Merlin died in his own doubts. Arthur
decayed visibly, and that was a fact, and acted as if he were crazy, and this was another, and after what he said Morgana ... Not for the first time, Merlin found himself wondering if it was suitable to the role that had been entrusted by fate. He would have to accompany Arthur as he prepared to become King and found himself serving. She should help him, support him, and he knew that Arthur was not one who asked for help, and then there was only one way to do this: to know him.
he should have been to recognize the signs of the disease on the face of Arthur, but he pretended not to see the symptoms, had closed his eyes, had not understood. And now everything was clear that the disease could not be ignored, here he found himself again in doubt.
"I have already given aid, Young Magician."
Merlin roused from his thoughts. "Who? Nobody helped me. Nobody knows what's going on. "
Dragon made a towards that looked like a puff "Fate does not occur only in you, Merlin. When you walk into the rooms of the castle, someone already knows you will. "
" He knows ... "
" Somebody dreams about you. "
Merlin was a moment without understanding, then the lighting . "Morgan?"
"He who sees too can know too much without realizing it."
Merlin quickly retraced all that he and Morgan had said last week, and the answer was just there, not even hidden. It was like a sip of cool water after a day in the cornfields of Ealdor, as if he had carried a weight in my throat for days and now it finally went down.
Unlike Morgan he was familiar with magic, and knew very well that the possibility of a love potion was neither impossible (or strange, compared to killing you or shields from which emerged snakes) nor unlikely Having regard to the worsening of the situation.
All the symptoms matched the description of a filter that had once found leafing through his book: the rapid development of the feeling, the anguish of the victim, not being able to surrender, even the sleepless nights. Failure to recognize the reality was, the true friends who do not even know.
"Yes," she sighed, leaving everything to flow away, "Yes, it's a love potion."
is not true that I do not want, it's just a love potion. It is not noble, I can not fight, I can not figure out what to believe, that I replaced because they are not enough. The Dragon
watched him carefully, "but feared that the disease Arthur Pendragon was only in his heart. "
Merlin nodded wearily without asking how he could know.
"Only you then say, Merlin. Look inside yourself, think you know and Principe which fate has you tied up. "
Merli closed his eyes and the dark cave disappeared. Slowly disappeared also traces of the torchlight on her eyelids, and the images appeared to Arthur who now accompanied him for months.
"No." She whispered after a while yet, with the image of the Prince in the last few days that it became painful "No. It 's a love potion. "
"It is, Merlin?"
The 'yes' came out again in one breath, then grew louder "I do not ever ignore that. It is not by him. "
" Are you sure, here's your answer. "The Dragon began to move away, the huge paws that are impatient pounding the rock.
"I'm not sure."
The Dragon shook off his voice like dust, snorting nostrils "Nobody has ever, Merlin."
"Wait. What should I do? How can I cure it? "Churches in vacuum, the Dragon is now looking toward the high ceiling. The rock seemed to crumble when he parted from the earth. With a final afterthought
sincere, Merlin shouted "I'm not sure! You hear me? I'm not sure I can figure out what fate wants from me. "
When the animal was hidden from view, the echo of the cave floor echoed 'It's up to you, Merlin, Merlin, Merlin, Merlin'.

Gaius looked between the skeptical and worried. "The filter Love is not something on which to play. "
" I know. This is why I came here. "
The old man sat down slowly on the stool, stroking with one hand in a nervous gesture one of his old books. "And you say that someone has put into the glass of the Prince."
"In the glass, dishes, the sink in the water, who cares?"
"This," Gaius said, shaking his head & ldquo , It 's the reason you're an incompetent. If we find out how Arthur took the filter, we are one step closer to discovering who created it and force him to give him the antidote. "
" Then there is an antidote. "
Gaius's forehead is wrinkled like a crumpled sheet, and her eyes were lost on the wall behind Merlin "I've never heard of, but" He said slowly, "there should be a book ..."
without deigning another look Merlin took his coat and walked out the door.
Merlin refused to hope too much, put his head in his hands and closed his eyes, overcome by fatigue.

"Merlin. Wake up, boy. "
Merlin shook shooting beating against the wooden table. But we did not even necessary, when she saw the expression of Gaius.
"There is no remedy," he asked in horror.
Gaius shook his head sadly sitting at the table "exists, but it's nothing for sure."
Merlin felt a wave of relief go up to reinvigorate the tiredness disappeared. No matter how high the price to pay, he knew that Arthur would.
"Tell me something." He said.
Gaius sighed as if he expected already response and laid before him a map of the kingdom.
"There's a plant" He began to explain "Sort of like the daffodil that grows close to the lake Or, and which blooms once a year. The only possible remedy for the love potion is to drink water from the lake to the Prince held a night to rest with the flower. "
Merlin nodded storing all the information" All right. Where is the Lake Or? "
" North of the land of Camelot, the northern borders of the Kingdom, at least four days on horseback. But Merlin, this is not the problem. "
Merlin swallowed a blank expression in the face of the grim doctor. "No," he asked.
Gaius sighed again "I'm sorry, but I think it's already faded. The bloom should be the week after Beltane, and now they have already been two, not to mention - "
The wooden door of the workshop opened with a crash and Arthur made his entrance.
Merlin could not help but notice how it seemed destroyed, although the expression was the usual ill-concealed annoyance. But her eyes were sunken, bloodshot as if he slept for days and full of torment that it should be again as it was for Merlin.
"Gaius" proclaimed Emperor without any sign of becoming aware of Merlin. The fists were shaking.
Gaius glanced at Merlin before getting up respectfully as "Sire."
"They told me," Arthur began almost angrily, "What to prescribe remedies for sleep Morgana."
"It 's so ;, Sire. "
" Good! " Realizing that you have almost shouted, clenched his jaw even further, beginning to measure the room in great strides, "Well. I wish the same prescription. Double. "
" This is not possible, "said Gaius trying to keep quiet voice possible" Lady Morgana is suffering from nightmares, and what assures prescribe a sleep without dreams. "Arthur said
a shot with his head "Then give me another. You're the doctor of the court. "Gaius
accepted the request and began to wander among his herbs.
Merlin, which is not he could do nothing but watch and catalog everything that was wrong with Arthur, slowly rose from his stool closer to the Prince and instinctively raised his hands, showing his palms as you do with a suspicious animal.
"Arthur," He called the plan.
Arthur turned around, looking for the very first time since he had entered, and nodded in recognition. "Sire." Corrected.
"Sire" agreements Merlin. "I wanted to -"
The door opened again, this time with feeling, and a of dishwashers peeped his head.
"Your Highness?"
"I'm here." Growled Arthur.
"We look for Sir Lucan. He wonders if Your Highness still has the intention to join the celebrations for the engagement provided by Sir Bedivere tonight. And if it's still grant the honor to ride with him this afternoon. "
Merlin was close enough to observe any change in the past as a shadow on the face of Arthur, hope, and deep pain, anger, disgust for himself and finally resignation.
"I gotta go." Said Arthur, turning Merlin "And thank you, Gaius, just find something ... anything, send it to my rooms."
When he had gone following the scout for him really as if there was no other choice, the two looked at each other. Merlin was the first to lower his gaze.
"I groped." He said only, and Gaius nodded.

was a few days it was no longer sought his presence in the rooms of the Prince, Merlin so we already expected that disorder reigns supreme. What I did not expect was that in the midst of the crumpled sheets and clothes launched there was Arthur, busy kicking whatever's around them.
"Arthur?" He called, surprised and alarmed by the boy's shocked face. "I came to bring the medicinal herbs for sleep."
"Stupid." Arthur growled between his teeth, "Stupid stupid stupid ."
Merlin made his way in the midst of the chaos, he abandoned the bulbs on a table and stood unharmed, torn between the desire to get close to Arthur and the fear of how he could react.
"What - what happened?" He tried, nervously wiping his palms on his trousers, without losing an eye. Arthur
waged another kick a chair that he fell over with a thud. "I am. one. stupid. A. damn. stupid. "
" What have you done? "Churches Merlin, Arthur, fearing the effects on most of what had really happened.
Arthur stopped, and turned to give him away. Slowly he made sure to calm the breath. "I'm humiliating myself. My father. The whole Camelot. "He said, trying unsuccessfully to keep a steady voice.
Merlin went behind contracted to almost touch them. He did not know how he would have reacted if he had known the love potion, if he had thought to be at the mercy of a spell. But most of all, did not know how to tell him that he had long understood that he loved. Of a boy. A knight.
reached out, but just brushed cotton Arthur went away.
"I do not know what it takes. I'm even sorry for doing it yourself. "He gave a sad laugh," But I'm saying. I know only too well. I only know this by now. "
" What have you done? "
La risata tornò, più cupa e triste di prima “Ho fatto una proposta di matrimonio. Un’altra. Non è divertente? Anni e anni di rifiuti, calcoli, attenzione a non dare il minimo segno che – e ora eccomi qui. Due proposte nel giro di una settimana. L’intera Camelot starà morendo di risate alle mie spalle.”
L’idea di essere oggetto di scherno era così dolorosa per Arthur che fu costretto a fare una pausa. Merlin lo vide scuotere la testa bionda e abbassare le spalle e si sentì stringere lo stomaco dalla pena.
“Non è colpa tua.” He murmured.
"No, of course." The sarcasm was hard and hopeless "You know who I asked for the hand? With whom I ridiculed again my father and all that is? Lynette. The fucking girlfriend of Lucan. "
" Arthur ... "
" It seemed like the only thing to do! The only! I do not even enough for more wine, Merlin. "
shoulders began to shake, Arthur was again taken by anger and delivers another kick against the cabinet. "Don't enough for me. more. nothing. "
" Arthur. "Merlin dodged clothes and chairs overturned and came alongside, forcing him to watch it. The pupils were huge, dilated and filled with loss, and Merlin felt dovergli give any pretext. "Listen. It's not your fault. "
Arthur shook his head, but did not look away. "I do not know what you say. You do not know ... nothing. You know nothing. "
Merlin approached him again, keeping his eyes firmly planted in her. "I know what I feel for Sir Lucan. What do you feel. I know - "swallowed" I know. I noticed. "
Even Arthur swallowed, as a consequence, and opened his eyes. The shame was almost eating the blue iris. "I do not -"
"But it's not you, Arthur."
"You do not know," whispered Arthur, "What I have tried not to think about it. How I wish ... "
" I know. "Merlin reassured him," I believe ... I think it is a filter. "
Merlin would have expected anything but a laugh. Arthur laughed instead, and when he stopped laughing still had a face like a grin that distorted the expression.
"A filter. What type filter, Merlin? A magic filter? One of the herbs Gaius? "If Merlin had not realized that that night the prince had exaggerated again with alcohol, the expression of that time gave him any confirmation. "There's a magic that makes me feel this way? I'm asking, Merlin! A spell that I enter into the blood and forces me to look at, watch it again and wish him speak, always and want and want to close, Gods, touch and failing to resign, because Merlin! You can not do when you see who looks and talks and can not stand it and you know what is the worst thing? "
Merlin could not deny that, amazed and fascinated with feverish gaze of Arthur and the ease , with which the words came out of the mouth, as held for too long.
"What most of all, most of shame and disgust for having betrayed his trust and that of my father, more than the fear of being discovered, more than anger do not know myself hold, most of all, what hurts the most is not it! "The voice, which had been on the rise, he died in a painful whisper," I do not have it destroys me. I do not want to destroy me. So Merlin, tell me, is perhaps a spell or some kind of plant ? "
" Yes "
Arthur looked at him in astonishment, then shook his weary head. "It is not possible. I feel that is within me. "
" It 's a love potion. There, just pour in something you've drunk or eaten to obtain these results. Anyone could have done. But, more importantly, "He could not stop and not give false hopes. Any kind of hope would have been fine. "There is a remedy."
A first spark vibrated in the clear eyes of others, still too small. "And how do you know?"
"I'm not." Memphis Merlin, used to sell the merits. "It 'was Gaius."
"Gaius knows ...?"
"I'm sorry. But he also knows that is not in any way depended on you. "
Arthur had to close his eyes for a second to counter the wave of shame, but when he opened them seemed slightly firmer. "And it sure is ..."
"Yes" He lied again, Merlin. "And I explained how to find the antidote. It 'a flower of a daffodil that grows only on Lake Or, so it should not - "
" leave tomorrow. " The voice for the first time in weeks found the Merlin Arthur knew that. "If there's any hope, I groped."
"You can not go alone," protested Merlin "You are also quite debilitated by the last day."
Arthur shook his head excitedly " I'm nothing like debilitated. And I can not take me from my horse. Right now would not be safe. "He concluded, lowering her eyes.
Although the idea of you took advantage of Sir Arthur Lucan against his will was quite comical Merlin knew that at least in part was right. It was not safe for him force him to ten days in close contact.
"I will come." He said "Of course not jump on me."
Arthur pursed lips.