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Merlin hadn’t seen his husband in over a decade. Truthfully, he hadn’t expected him to ever return, not after ten years of bloody warfare far away.
Except there he was, crimson cape like a beacon, arriving on the bright, golden day before the feast of flowers. Just in time to greet his subjects, to kiss his husband of ten years or of three and a half weeks, depending on how one counted, and then open the wine casks and descend into revelry.