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posted by MISAforever
*Beauty and the Beast*
Gwen: I saw what Ты did earlier. The people owe Ты a debt of gratitude.
Arthur: The people owe me nothing. My father is still going to impose the tax.
Gwen: Will he not be persuaded?
Arthur: Not by me. He can't stand the sight of me.
Gwen: That's not true. The King loves you.
Arthur: Ты should have heard the way he spoke to me.
Gwen: I'm sure he was angry but you're still his son. Everyone appreciates what Ты did. They know Ты tried and they won't forget that.
Arthur: Maybe he's right. One день I will be the King of Camelot. I cannot be a friend to the people as well as their...
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posted by kbrand5333
    Merlin is drawing a bath for his master. He is pouring the last jugs of warm water into a large tub, whistling a jaunty tune. His life as a servant has been a lot easier since the wedding. Arthur’s general mood has improved tenfold now that he can openly Показать his affections for Guinevere, and marriage Форс-мажоры him well. Gwen makes Arthur happy, and when Arthur is happy he is nicer to Merlin. Not only that, but Gwen gets displeased when Arthur is unnecessarily пересекать, крест with Merlin. And Arthur has learned, like all husbands, that the key to a happy marriage it to not make...
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Part 17: link

    Gwen blinks her eyes open. Where am I? Oh, right. Milwaukee. Arthur’s uncle’s house. She looks at the clock. 9:37! I haven’t slept this late in years!
    She swings her feet down, sliding them into her slippers. She looks around the room. I didn’t bring that many boxes, why do I still have half of them left? Oh. Right. After Arthur went to постель, кровати I spent the rest of the evening in Morgana’s room till far too late.
    Gwen has decided that she definitely likes Morgana. She’s exuberant and witty. Arthur said...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 14: link

    “Guinevere…” Arthur shouts from the bedroom.
    “Yes, Love?”
    “Hungry. Can I have lunch?”
    “What do Ты want?”
    “Toasted cheese sandwich?”
    “What are you, seven?” She’s laughing at him now.
    “I like those when I don’t feel well.”
    “I know…”
    “And an apple. Cut up. And do we have any bendy straws?”
    “Yes, I bought you...
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Part 10: link

    Alined slinks up to the witness stand and is sworn in.
    “So,” Leon begins, “Mr. Alined, Ты have been in Memphis for nine years, is that correct?”
    “And before that, Ты were known as Herman Delaine of Sioux Falls, South Dakota, is that correct?”
    “Your honor, I Переместить for a recess,” Aggy stands and declares loudly.
    “I’m not prepared for this…...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 7: link

    “Percival, why didn’t Ты correct the prince when he made that misstep? He very nearly gave young Maxwell a black eye!” Leon snaps at his fellow knight as the two men walk to the замок from the morning’s training.
    “Well, he’s the prince! I can’t… yell at him,” Percival Ответы weakly.
    “He must be trained the same as all the other boys,” Leon sighs. “I know it’s difficult, but…”
    “I just don’t feel right. I know he’s only five, but he outranks me.”
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 8: link

    I have a convention on Thursday. Gwen looks down at the text she’s just gotten from Arthur, and remembers his “plus-one” threat.
    Oh, no.
    Don’t worry, you’re safe. Not a plus-one kind of thing.

    “What’s up?” Merlin leans over and peers over her shoulder.
    “Arthur has a convention to go to Thursday.”
    “Sounds scintillating,” Merlin says, making a face.
    It’s in Dublin. I’ll...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 16: link

    “Merlin, where are Ты going?” Gwaine asks, sitting up from where he was lounging on his bed, an inexplicable chicken leg in his hand.
    “Where’d Ты get that?” Merlin answers, slinging a leather ранец, сумка over his shoulder.
    “Answer my Вопрос first,” Gwaine demands, taking a bite of his chicken.
    “I’m going out. Now how did Ты get that leg?”
    “You call that an answer? Hollis gave me this chicken, obviously. Now where. Are Ты going?
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posted by kbrand5333
Fic 9: link

The Snow King
Disclaimer: post S5 period AU. Everyone is alive, Morgana knows about Merlin’s magic and is a diminished villain.

Prompt: Merlin the sorcerer accidentally turns Arthur into a snowman. The cure? He must be kissed by his true love, Gwen. The problem? Morgana, a sorceress, has fun by multiplying the amount of snowmen to hundreds. Can Gwen find the right one before Arthur melts by the sun? True Любовь must decide.

“Merlin, this isn’t working,” Arthur complains, the snowball disintegrating in his glove. Again. He tosses the remaining snow back on the ground as if he is...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 14: link

    “What do Ты mean, the king will not see us today?” a council member, Lord Pearson, blusters.
    “I mean that the king and Queen are indisposed for the balance of the день and the Council will convene tomorrow,” Merlin politely explains.
    “But those proclamations he made… he can’t just announce those things and walk away!”
    “I think you’ll find that that’s exactly what he has done, my lord,” Merlin answers, still keeping his voice polite. His eyes dart to the side of the...
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posted by kbrand5333
This one started life as Song 8 in "Songs to Dance." Had always planned on expanding it. This first chapter will be familiar. As a reminder, this is AU from 3x10, "Queen of Hearts," where Arthur, Gwen and Merlin actually do leave Camelot.

    “Gwen!” an urgent voice whispers in the dark dank of the dungeons. “Gwen, wake up!”
    Guinevere turns over and sits up on the filthy straw mat. Her eyes Показать no signs of sleep, only weeping. They are swollen and rimmed with red. “Merlin?” she blinks. She has spent the evening crying and crying and ran...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 32: link

    Being Friday night, parking is troublesome. Lance finds a place for his Citroën a ways up the block, and Arthur piggybacks on the spot, squeezing his motorcycle in sideways in front of Lance’s car, the front tire on the sidewalk.
    “Arthur, you’re going to get a citation,” Gwen cautions, but Arthur seems unconcerned.
    “Nice motorbike,” Lance Комментарии as Gwen once again stuffs Arthur’s куртка away.
    “Thank you. Her name is Morgana,” Arthur says, sweeping his arm grandly.
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 18: link

    Arthur carries her heavy suitcase, setting it carefully in the back of her tiny green Mini. As soon as they are inside, he reaches for her, his lips itching to feel hers against them once again.
    She sighs, leaning into him, clutching his shoulders as she opens her mouth for him, meeting his searching tongue with hers.
    They separate only for air, and Arthur leans his forehead against hers. “Never leave again. At least not without me,” he whispers.
    Gwen giggles, and pecks his lips. “I...
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posted by kbrand5333
 I found this picture online, and decided to make it Gwen's dress in this chapter.
I found this picture online, and decided to make it Gwen's dress in this chapter.
Part 6: link

Camelot Speakeasy, Chicago, 1929

The hard soles of Arthur Pendragon’s shoes echo on the metal stairs hidden behind some trash bins in a dank back alley. He trudges down the stairs and reaches a thick metal door, on which he pounds with the side of his fist. He waits.

Seconds later, a hidden panel slides open, and a pair of blue eyes peek out at him. “Password?” a deep voice asks.

“Open up, Percy, it’s me,” Arthur says crossly. Always the same thing with this one. It’s my damn club. I don’t need to give the password.

“Password,” he repeats.

“Percival. I...
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 48: link

    ”One еще match. Tournament will be over.”
    I feel so awkward around her this morning. My сердце is pounding. Surely I’m not nervous about the tournament. Is it… is it her?
    “You can go back to being Prince Arthur.”
    Yes, I suppose so. Do I want to, though? She seems… shy this morning. Oh. She’s coming closer.
    “Um… I thought Ты might wear it… for luck.”
    Is she granting me a favor? Oh. Oh, my. She is. Wow.
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posted by kbrand5333
Part 44: link

    Arthur manages to bring in еще than enough firewood just before the skies open up.
    “Just made it,” he says, dropping the box in the parlor, near the large fireplace.
    Guinevere is in the kitchen, putting things away and cleaning things up. Except the fish, which are Arthur’s responsibility. He strolls into the кухня and slides his arms around her waist, Поцелуи her shoulder, then the Космос on the back of her neck between her ponytails.
    “Those рыба aren’t going to clean themselves,...
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posted by kbrand5333
    It is just before dawn in Camelot. A dark figure is coursing stealthily through the streets, keeping to the shadows, avoiding any guards on patrol. The figure stops outside the door of a house and slips silently inside.
    The cloaked figure approaches the постель, кровати and produces a trumpet-shaped цветок of red and Золото and holds it aloft. Morgana gazes at the flower. A whispered incantation, a flash of her eyes, and she tips the flower, pouring a fine Золото dust that settles on Guinevere’s sleeping eyelids. It shimmers for just a moment before it disappears....
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    “Take care, Morgana Pengragon, for the consequences of your actions will be dire should one word slip out of place,” the blind crone had warned.


    “Lancelot?” Guinevere calls softly as she enters the great hall, twisting the silver bracelet he gave her absentmindedly around her wrist. What am I doing here? she wonders. I Любовь Arthur. I’m marrying Arthur tomorrow.
    But I cannot seem to pull away,
she realizes as her feet keep propelling her forward, towards the black shape behind a pillar.
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No honestly is there a reason his 'hair' looks like this again? What not enough money to splurg on a few good hair pieces guys?

Second, how many of Ты are beginning to thoroughly dislike him? For the longest time I put up with him as the amusing defacto father of Merls and that was all fine well and good and I could cope with his lack of imagination re the tavern issue all день long (Merlin being in the tavern) but this, this constant, thing of never quite telling all the relevant details and what is more, being selective in his memory is beginning to wear thin.

In fact, sometimes I find him far еще evil than the warpedness of an Odin или an Uther because they are just blindingly ignorant but he knows better.

Thoughts welcomed. Very very miffed with Gaius this season.
posted by kbrand5333
Part 13: link

    Merlin climbs the stairs, looking for Gwen. He’s just left Lord Roderick at the stocks to deal with his servant and has made certain that the stable hands have their Лошади and bags waiting for them, outside the замок gates.
    Arthur is going to lose it.
    He finds Gwen walking in the corridor, heading for the royal chambers.
    “Gwen!” he calls.
    “Merlin, Arthur dismissed Ты early?” Gwen says, stopping so he can catch her up.
    “Not exactly....
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