Merlin had abandoned her to that loneliness, that fear. The fact that her insecurities that she thought she had washed away, flooding back as she stares into the soul of the only man she truly loved, and who she felt truly loved her. Someone yelled and suddenly a hand grabbed his hair, yanking him away from her and two slender hands were beating at his chest, telling him to leave her alone. “We have to find a way to get him back to his people.”. The two interesting characters certainly have a complicated history that’s for sure, this allows for a very complicated relationship indeed! She wanted him to look at her, to understand he was as powerless in her hands as she had once been in his arms, choking on the poison he tricked her into drinking.

As they are rushing to escape you see Merlin risk his own life for her. “Couldn’t do me a favour, could you?” Merlin taunted back. Since the death of her father she has never trusted or felt so much sincere love. “Why are you looking at me like that?”, He dropped his gaze to the floor. If looks could kill, her wish to see him dead would be fulfilled. All Merlin had to do was … nothing. Hunith reached up to tilt his head forward and kiss his brow the way she had done when he was a small child. The blue of his eyes darkened and then his mouth was pressed against hers. Instead of letting Merlin die, she staunched his wound and ensured it was cleansed of any source of infection, then used a spell to accelerate the natural healing process. She stared at him for several long moments before casting a wary glance at the main corridor. “They're here! “Why are you so loyal to Arthur?”, As soon as she released her grip on his face he dropped his gaze to the floor. It's going to be probably three to five chapters long and the chapters themselves won't be terribly long. He tried to clear his mind, to break away from the spell she had cast on him – but had she cast a spell?

This one isn't going to be a "huge" one. Her tone left no doubt that whatever she planned was unpleasant in the extreme. “It won't make any difference to Kanen that they're women.”, “I know. She loves Merlin because when she is with him she doesn’t feel alone. Merlin knocked on Morgana’s chamber door, the package of medicines tucked under his arm. His eyes were on Morgana, whose chest was heaving, eyes wide with fright and he knew. I'll probably have it finished within the week. “I believe I asked you a question first,” she snapped. Again, he is sacrificing himself for her secret and she is in awe. Why don't you go and get some sleep?” His hand on her shoulder guided her up. And it isn't something to be scared of. The force of the dragon’s reluctance to save her fought against the spell and his right hand shot out to grasp his left wrist and hold it steady over her until he completed the enchantment. Which I think says A LOT. Even in the dead of night there were always footsteps in the corridors, the sound of voices outside the window.

Merlin let them. His mind whirred.

“Don’t think I don’t understand loyalty just because I have no one left to be loyal to.”.

He came awake, gasping. left kudos on this work! Then he leaned forward and stretched out one hand to hover above her damp brow. Merlin set his package on her table and approached the alcove. Merlin’s eyes slowly came up to her face and he let out a breath.