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Across centuries of plagues, wars, and new names for old cruelties, Merlin endures. After Camlann he walks the long road alone, a sorcerer who will not die and a lover who cannot forget. When grief finally tears a seam in time, he falls back into Camelot on the first day of his destiny. This time Merlin is smarter, quiet where he must be, ruthless where it counts, and determined to change fate for his golden-haired king.
“That’s not very knightly of you, darling,” he called, voice lazy as a cat sunning on a sill.
Arthur turned. Blue eyes, quick and keen and infuriatingly curious, flicked over him. “Excuse me?”
“Using a servant as a moving target.” Merlin tipped his head toward the boy trotting in a circle, the shield clattering against his spine. “It’s crude. If you wanted to show off, you could have asked me to watch. I make an excellent audience.
A squire choked. The boy stumbled to a grateful halt.
Arthur’s mouth flattened into the princely version of a smile’s shadow. “Do you know who you’re talking to?”
“Handsome, overconfident, dangerously good with his hands,” Merlin said. “Likes knives more than apologies. I’ve met your type.”A.k.a Merlin fixes destiny with flirting,