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Advisor to the King by sam_storyteller (R)
Fandom: MERLIN
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin, Arthur/Merlin/Gwen
Length: 12,286 words
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sam_storyteller
Author Website: AO3 (under username copperbadge); Masterlist on DW
Why this must be read:
Author's Summary: Arthur is king, and change is in the wind.
I really like the Merlin characterization in this one. It shows a intelligent and clever man who works behind the scenes to support his king's rule and make sure this is Camelot's golden age. He's politically savvy and so like the Merlin who worked from the shadows for Camelot's greater good in the legends. And yet, his king and queen won't let him stay in the shadows.
They outwardly praise him and gift him with precious objects. And in the quiet of the bedroom, they show their appreciation with both words and actions.
The relationship between these three is just fantastic. It's a wonderful tripod of support between king, queen, and advisor. Arthur's relationship with Gwen is acknowledged and interwoven with the slash-y goodness of A/M to create a threesome that will just make you smile.
"Much as it pains me to say it," Arthur said, looking up at the hangings above the bed, "I could never deny you anything, Merlin."
"He's adorable," Gwen told Merlin, who nodded and kissed Arthur's chest before disposing himself to sleep. Gwen rearranged herself so that her head was on a pillow again, Arthur's arm still around her, and closed her eyes.
Merlin was almost unconscious, warm and comfortable, when he felt Arthur's hand move in his hair, Arthur's chest rise with an inhale to speak.
"My wisest one," Arthur said softly. Merlin carefully didn't move. Arthur, at any other time, was all acid tongue and short tolerance, though Merlin had grown to ignore that. It was only here -- and only once in a very long while, when he thought Merlin was asleep -- that Arthur would be softer. Less a king, less his father's son, more the smart, compassionate man he'd never admit to being. "My brilliant, strange Merlin. I could not be king without you."
Merlin carefully hid a smile, something he was very adept at around his king. He let himself drift off with his head still resting against Arthur's chest, over his heart.
Advisor to the King
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin, Arthur/Merlin/Gwen
Length: 12,286 words
Author on LJ:
sam_storytellerAuthor Website: AO3 (under username copperbadge); Masterlist on DW
Why this must be read:
Author's Summary: Arthur is king, and change is in the wind.
I really like the Merlin characterization in this one. It shows a intelligent and clever man who works behind the scenes to support his king's rule and make sure this is Camelot's golden age. He's politically savvy and so like the Merlin who worked from the shadows for Camelot's greater good in the legends. And yet, his king and queen won't let him stay in the shadows.
They outwardly praise him and gift him with precious objects. And in the quiet of the bedroom, they show their appreciation with both words and actions.
The relationship between these three is just fantastic. It's a wonderful tripod of support between king, queen, and advisor. Arthur's relationship with Gwen is acknowledged and interwoven with the slash-y goodness of A/M to create a threesome that will just make you smile.
"Much as it pains me to say it," Arthur said, looking up at the hangings above the bed, "I could never deny you anything, Merlin."
"He's adorable," Gwen told Merlin, who nodded and kissed Arthur's chest before disposing himself to sleep. Gwen rearranged herself so that her head was on a pillow again, Arthur's arm still around her, and closed her eyes.
Merlin was almost unconscious, warm and comfortable, when he felt Arthur's hand move in his hair, Arthur's chest rise with an inhale to speak.
"My wisest one," Arthur said softly. Merlin carefully didn't move. Arthur, at any other time, was all acid tongue and short tolerance, though Merlin had grown to ignore that. It was only here -- and only once in a very long while, when he thought Merlin was asleep -- that Arthur would be softer. Less a king, less his father's son, more the smart, compassionate man he'd never admit to being. "My brilliant, strange Merlin. I could not be king without you."
Merlin carefully hid a smile, something he was very adept at around his king. He let himself drift off with his head still resting against Arthur's chest, over his heart.
Advisor to the King