“Wha—Merlin, /what/?” She can’t believe what he’s just said. He thinks he’s hurting her? Of all the absurd, ridiculous … “What?”
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Merlin is Summer’s best friend in Camelot. She doesn’t know if she would even still be there without him. Even though he doesn’t reciprocate her desire for him, she’s decided she doesn’t care — she wouldn’t give up his friendship for anything. She would rather be friends with him, if that’s what she can have, than walk away.
(But if the chance ever came for something else, she wouldn’t turn it down … )
Show me love?
13. Kiss on the back of the neck
Merlin was sound asleep — finally. Summer carefully tucked the arm, flopping out over the edge of the bed, back under the covers, and smiled. He’d been working non-stop, really, since the illness had started spreading, and nothing anyone could say would get him to rest for even a moment.
But things were under control. Gaius had found the remedy and it was something anyone could make up, really, if they thought to or knew to. Not even complicated, nothing to do with magic, which relieved them all as well.
She leaned over and tucked the covers around his shoulders a little tighter, brushing a kiss over the back of his neck. “You did well, Merlin,” Summer murmured, and left him to find her own bed.
*cuddles and shares the ice cream* So, I’m a ring now?Yes, so I can keep you with me always. And I will never never throw you in the fires of Mount Doom.
But that means that I corrupt you. ;—;
It’s because of you I watched Merlin. I rather think it might have already happened, darlin.
But you won’t turn into a creepy demon-face if someone refuses to give me to you a few years down the road, right? And if I got you into Merlin, how did you find my blog? o.o
I don’t think so. Give it fifty years or so.
Um. I think it was because I ran across an Arthur randomly, and went ‘ooo pretty’ and there was a Merlin, so ‘curious’ and then … I don’t know, that was over a year ago!
*cuddles and shares the ice cream* So, I’m a ring now?Yes, so I can keep you with me always. And I will never never throw you in the fires of Mount Doom.
But that means that I corrupt you. ;—;
It’s because of you I watched Merlin. I rather think it might have already happened, darlin.
*cuddles and shares the ice cream* So, I’m a ring now?
Yes, so I can keep you with me always. And I will never never throw you in the fires of Mount Doom.
I was the hugger anon.
*cuddles you lots and gives ice cream* mah precious
-I think my teeth have frostbite.-
“Stop breathing through your mouth then, idiot.” Summer pulled her hood closer around her ears and went back to rolling a snowball the side of her torso. “I want to finish snow Camelot before sundown!”
How would your character react to finding out that mine is secretly royalty, living undercover?: -But I thought that you were just a noble.-
“Oh, hell,” she sighed. “It’s because of the Saxons. And Odin. It’s not safe for me to reveal who I truly am. That, and, well, I’m the youngest, the most junior, so — ” Summer shrugged.
“It’s not that a particular thing happened — it’s … well.” She stared at her hands for a minute. “It’s complicated, but basically Odin’s been threatening to kidnap one of us, for ransom, for the crown, since we were born, my twin and I. It’s hard to know how serious he is about it; he’s been nibbling at our borders for ages. The idea was to put one of us totally beyond his reach, in case he should muster enough of an army to actually take the kingdom. Camelot was the safest place.”
He shivered at the thought of Odin kidnapping Summer or her sister. He knew that kidnappings in power struggles weren’t uncommon, but it never sat well with him. I’m glad that you’re both safe, then. It’s strange how Camelot can be so safe but also incredibly dangerous.
“The /world/ is dangerous. Some days it’s unsafe even to breathe. I could trip over a stone and break my neck tonight. But it’s not — to avoid dying, that’s not — you know. Just not to be used against my family. And it would take someone very bold indeed to seize me from the Pendragon’s very grasp.” She shrugged, picking up a pebble and turning it over. “I think most days I am in far less danger than you, despite what we share.”
Merlin nodded. He couldn’t relate to her problem fully, but he knew the fear of having his family pay for his mistakes. The thought of his mother burning because of him and his secret often haunted his dreams. However, she was right in saying that she was safer in Camelot. Considering you actively avoid danger more than I do, that’s not too surprising, he pointed out lightly.
“Well, anyway, now you know my secret. My other secret. I have too many secrets.” Throwing the pebble, Summer shrugged again. “You’ll probably think badly of me for this, but I rather wish Odin had just died with his son. It would be simpler for me; I miss Dobria.”
Dibs in terms of being attached to you. I don’t really get jealous over RP partners.
