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    A hand grasped his arm, sending a brief thrill down Merlin's nerves as he was forced around to face the person behind him. Armour gleamed in the firelight: supple chainmail glinted, and the solid iron of a pauldron curved lovingly over one broad shoulder. The length of a sword blade separated them. The point hovered, steady and sure, over Merlin's heart, braced to run him through, but he did not care about any of that. He was too busy drinking in the sight of the man before him.

    He could never forget him, no matter how many centuries had passed.

    'Arthur?'


    When Merlin ultimately fails in his destiny, the fading remnants of magic that linger in the modern world fling him not just back in time, but sideways as well. He ends up in a Camelot where all his friends are alive, well and aware of his magic.

    He ends up in a Camelot where his alternate self died almost a year ago.

    Can he, Arthur and their friends still forge the golden age he was once promised, or will grief and suspicion tear them apart?

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    08 Feb 2026

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    pure perfection, nothing left to say…

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    Every ten years or so a tournament is held between all the five kingdoms. In which one (strongest of the kingdom) sorcerer is chosen as a representative of their king/queen/crown bearer.
    The monarchs, however, do not choose the sorcerer for themselves, which Arthur is thankful for, since magic is still banned in Camelot. Instead, they are chosen by the mirror of truth. It shows the face of the strongest sorcerer in said lands, so Arthur can reach out to them.

    When the mirror finally chooses the participants, Camelot's champion is......... well i mean, who is the strongest magic user in Camelot? Exactly!

    It's Morgana.

    After all, Merlin was born in Cendred's kingdom.

    (original post: https://changelink.tumblr.com/post/654168268169428992/embed)
    EDIT: Now available in Russian: https://ficbook.net/readfic/10887772

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    24 Jan 2026

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    “I’m sorry, there must be a mistake.” Uther furrows his brows. “That is my son’s manservant.”

    “This is Emrys, the most powerful sorcerer who will ever walk the earth. It is our deepest honor to be able to offer his hand to your son.”

    “Merlin?” Arthur asks, looking across the hall. Merlin looks the palest and the smallest Arthur has ever seen him. He looks like a scared animal that knows it’s about to be trapped, and that’s when it clicks for Arthur that no part of this is a joke. None of it. “Merlin, what are they talking about?”

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    Arthur gave Merlin his cloak thinking only of the warmth it would offer in a snowstorm. He never thought his manservant may be mistaken for him and snatched by bandits. Nor did he expect his dashing rescue of Merlin to turn his world so utterly on his head.

    Because the bandits hadn't kidnapped a prince. They'd snatched a sorcerer, and now captivity is the least of anyone's problems.

    A golden age awaits, but can they claim it together, or are they doomed to fail?

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    Regulus Black felt emotions in secret. It was the only way to survive in the Noble House of Black. To display emotions was to die. He knew that. His brother did not.
    James Potter felt emotions exposingly loud. There was no way to escape the feelings seeping out of everything he said, everything he did, everything he so much as touched. It all screamed out at Regulus, asking for attention, unforgivingly there.
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    Just your casual Jegulus fanfic starting in their 5th/6th year in Hogwarts wherein Sirius is one important person without whom half of the plot wouldn't happen

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    06 Oct 2025