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It's silent, somber, the middle of the night.
Arthur: I don't think I've ever felt loved before
Merlin, sitting beside him: what do you mean?
Arthur, watching the fire dance: I don't know. I've never felt... Wanted... I guess.
Merlin: is this about Uther
Arthur: unmet expectations, you mean.
There is silence.
Arthur: everyone else is getting paid to be there when I need them.
Merlin: that's not true
Arthur: you say that because you're different, because you're the first person who's been different.
Merlin: I say it because no one would work for a prat like you for the money alone. Least of all a sorcerer, right?
Arthur: *huffs* thanks
Merlin: there are five kingdoms in Albion. One promises nothing but war, another is so deep in debt that the pourest show it, another is so wary they don't even think of their people and the last one has turned into a desert as their King died an isolated death
Arthur: so, I'm the least awful option then
Merlin: you're the golden King
Arthur: because of a prophecy
Merlin: because of your hair
Arthur: O.o?!?!
Merlin: *sighs* no, it's because you care and you give and you love. And that love is returned by your people
Arthur: Love shouldn't be transactional
Merlin: love was the very first currency.
Arthur: ...
Merlin: you've earned every heart you were given.