2 Works by reesepiece
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Because that's what dad taught him to do.
Dad taught him to make it seem like he never even existed.
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"What is it, Sire?" He asks instead, looking at Arthur with a more caring gaze. "You look troubled."
"Troubled?" Arthur gawks, his laugh slightly nervous and his grin too big to be genuine. "Why would I, Prince Arthur, feel--... yes." The blond coughs awkwardly, knowing he was getting nowhere with his lie. "I am a little troubled."
"Over what, my lord?"
"How do I say this," he begins with an airy sigh, chest heaving alongside the breath. "Do..." he clenches his teeth, eyes squinting with slight... embarrassment?
"Do-- DoesMerlinhaveafavoriteflower?"
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In which Prince Arthur attempts to court Merlin with a simple bouquet. Or--at least, what was *supposed* to be a simple bouquet. Humor and tragedy ensue.