bbc-merlin

Merlin,” said Arthur, and he knelt, because he couldn’t think of anything else to do; couldn’t think of anything that even remotely conveyed what he wanted to say. The stone was cold, as cold as his stomach felt as he thought of all the stupid, petty things he’d told Merlin to do. All the meaningless things, when Merlin could do this. He swallowed. “My life for you.