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Merlin teased with little mirth in his eyes to Arthur’s annoyance. “Don’t make me pass an order to have you killed” Arthur said darkly, even though his eyes glinted with mirth from the jest. Merlin as he heard this made a shocked face as he placed a hand to his heart.

the blood drained from allsons face. “You heard me right, sister; Merlin is my mate.” Maya’s mouth fell open, and she shook her head in denial. “No, no, no, that's not true.” She looked towards Merlin, but he wouldn't look at her, confirming her fears. “No, please, don't…” The tears fell now. This had to be a nightmare. “Moreover,” continued, “even if he wants, what makes you think you deserve Merlin.” “W-what?”

“Enough“ I strongly declared, pushing Arthur's hands away from my cock as I straightened up my jeans.“I came already“ “Go back to the living room and eat what I prepared for you“ I added. “Then go back home. It's your birthday after all, I'm sure your parents would want to spend it with you“ Arthur gazed at me, hurt. “Are you going to toss me aside now that you've climaxed?“ “What? Where did that come from?“ He groans. “I'm sorry, I didn't mean what I said earlier. Thanks for the meal. I'm afraid I won't be staying long enough to eat it“ “Arthur, listen to m-“ He transformed into a raven and flew out of my home. “Damn it!“ I cursed, punching my fist in the air. I'd managed to send Arthur bac

Merlin watched the beautiful Princess pacing the bedroom he could sense her frustration at being incarcerated again, Arthur would be away for a couple of days so he had no choice but to lock her in that room She was not happy, her food remained untouched and her restlessness was unnerving, 'Something was wrong with her.' He thought frowning as he watched then he jumped to his feet as she gave a soft cry and collapsed onto the bed clutching her stomach,

However, it was still not enough to make Arthur's anger stop. "I told you that you're my puppet!!! Why do you still have feelings for Marcel!!! Why does it have to be Marcel." Arthur turned Valerie around and saw Valerie's face which had been crying for a while. Arthur knew that but he would not be easily swayed by Valerie's tears. "I hate seeing you smile at him, I hate that you seem to care about him. I am your master and no one else can do that to you." Arthur immediately dropped his body with Valerie's body without thinking about the other person who was in pain because of Arthur's barbaric treatment.

Arthur whispered, his voice barely audible, “I can’t... let go...” Mira glanced at him, her expression softening with pity. “Hold on, Arthur. I’m going to get you through this.” Tony leaned closer, his hand resting on Arthur’s shoulder. “Stay with us, Arthur. Don’t let them win.” Arthur didn’t respond. He couldn’t. The darkness was too strong, too tempting. The hallucinations came in waves—memories distorted into nightmares, familiar faces twisted with malice. Elara’s face floated before him, but this time, her eyes were cold, accusing. She whispered his name, but it wasn’t in love; it was in contempt.