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Eggsy, the third child of the kingdom of Kingsmen, watched with coveted happiness from a tower window at the scene below him. Harry Hart, who was an ambassador from the kingdom Valentine was sparing with a young lass. Sparing was Harry’s favorite pastime. Usually it would be Eggys sparing with the man, however there has been a tension between them lately. He looked down at the courtyard and caught sight of Merlin, a palace scribe, watching the match. Merlin was Harry’s lover, which wouldn’t be a problem at all, except for the fact that recently the king of Valentine demanded an alliance between their two countries.
This alliance was to be signified by a marriage between the youngest Unwin, Eggsy, to the ambassador of the country, Harry. Neither country unfortunately accepted Merlin and Harry’s partnership due to Merlin’s lack of status. Thus the news did not endear the two to poor Eggsy, of whom they used to be quite fond. Remembering the times they used to indulge him in a game of tag as a child, or when he and Merlin would spend time in the library just reading side by side, or sparing with Harry made Eggsy sigh. They were past that now. As much as Eggsy loved Harry, he knew that Harry will find no happiness in their marriage. As Eggsy just wants Harry to be happy, he contented himself with a future of a cold marriage bed. He will give Merlin and Harry his blessing to continue. He knows he couldn’t stop it anyways but still figures his blessing would ease the tensions in their relationship. How could he allow not allow them to continue when all he wanted was for their happiness. He even contemplated calling it off at one point, but stopped himself knowing it would put everyone in a bad situation. It won’t be that bad to be married.
He looked down at the practice court. If only they would talk to him, even look at him like they had. If only they would smile. That is all that Eggsy could ask for. But if the last few days are to be believed, with Harry strictly civil attitude, and Merlin’s noted absence from his company, he has lost his friends. Eggsy felt tears welling up in his eyes. He shook his head, willing them to stop. He wouldn’t cry, he would be okay with this, he has to be.
Down in the practice courts Harry slams his sword against Lancelot and pushes her to the ground.
“Well played Sir Galahad” Harry stiffly nods at his sparring partner before offering a hand for her to get up.
“I can’t say the same for you Lance, seem a bit rusty” Lancelot rolled her eyes and turned away. Merlin moved from where he was on the edge of the practice courts.
“You’re in a mood.”
“He was watching.”
“It’s not the lads fault you know Harry, nor yours either, you are both bound by honor, it is understandable.” Harry turned to Merlin with an intense gaze in his eye.
“I love you Merlin.”
“And I you, nothing is going to change that. So what if you become a married man, doesn’t mean we can’t hide away for a few hours for ourselves still.” At the mention of marriage Harry grew solemn.
“Merlin you know if I was born a different man, in a different circumstance nothing would stop be for taking you as my husband, right?” Merlin sighed and started pulling Harry towards the palace.
“I know love I know, but it’s not to be, so we need to make do with what we got. And right now I think you could make do with a bath” Merlin said winking at Harry and pulling them towards the latter’s chambers.