Kink Me! #32

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Kink Me! #32
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Six of One: Part 6 Character spoilers for Season 5

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It came quickly. One moment Arthur was sat before his council listening to the Lords drone on about taxation, then Merlin watched an inconspicuous servant dart into the room, whisper something in the Kings ear, and then Arthur was off, striding swiftly from the chambers. His knights shared a glance and followed quickly.

Merlin blinked and then blinked again, awful realisation forming in his gut. He had gotten so used to balancing on the sea of tumultuous magic that he hadn’t noticed that the storm was reaching its eye.

Instinctively Merlin cast his eyes across the room, to the table where Mordred still sat, wide eyed and a touch fearful. Their eyes met, an eternity passing through their gaze then they too were off, leaving a council chambers of bewildered nobleman in their wake.

*

“I don’t want you to go” Arthur choked out helplessly gripping at his wife’s hand. She lay regally upon their bed, the only sign of her discomfort a slight paling in her face and she smiled back at him serenely.

“Arthur,” Guinevere murmured lovingly pressing a kiss to his knuckles. “We’ve talked about this. And I won’t be gone, I will always be with you, and our child. This is what we want.”

“I know”

“Then smile, you will meet our child soon”

Arthur tried, and he managed a quick upturning of his lips at the thought of a child, an amalgamation of his and Gwen’s love into one spectacular being. Guinevere managed to return the smile momentarily before she clenched her teeth in pain and a small distressing sound escaped her lips.

Arthur could do nothing more than watch on helplessly, grip his wife’s hand and wait for the inevitable.

“Arthur, sire?”

Arthur blinked up to find Gaius stood beside his bed, eyeing him with unconcealed pity. “What?”

“It’s time perhaps you should-“

Arthur grit his jaw and straightened his shoulders. “I’m not going anywhere.”