#loveinthewind

Read it on ao3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/82196826

by LoveintheWind

In Camelot, it is a well-known fact that the heirs to the throne are utterly, hopelessly enthralled by their servants. It is a _less accurate_, but far more entertaining, rumor that the prince and the king's ward are secretly entangled themselves—or that their servants perform… other duties best left to imagination. What is _rarely acknowledged_ is that nearly everyone in the castle suffers the same affliction.

While Merlin and Gwen inadvertently charm everyone in their immediate vicinity they are both far to busy with other matters to understand this and are consequently very lonely. Perhaps that is why pretending to court one another seemed like the only sensible solution at the time.

-- Story in progress themes, rating and tags subject to change.

Words: 1400, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Merlin (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Merlin (Merlin), Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Morgana (Merlin), Gwen (Merlin), Uther Pendragon (Merlin), Gaius (Merlin), more to be added

Relationships: Gwen/Merlin (Merlin), Morgana/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Gwen/Morgana (Merlin), Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Merlin/Morgana (Merlin), Gwen/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Gwen/Merlin/Morgana/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), look it's complicated - Relationship, but also not at all - Relationship

Additional Tags: Fake/Pretend Relationship, Bisexual Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Bisexual Morgana (Merlin), Disaster Gays, Oblivious Merlin (Merlin), Oblivious Gwen (Merlin), Everyone Loves Merlin (Merlin), Everyone Loves Gwen (Merlin), Not Actually Unrequited Love, the political implications of dating your servant, Period-Typical Homophobia, Period-Typical Sexism, Druid Merlin (Merlin), More tags to be added, inspired by a tiktok, arthur is 80 percent into men and 20 percent into women, morgana is 90 percent into women and 10 percent into twinks, they bond over this, Rumors

There was once a young woman named Emily who lived in a small coastal town. Her life was simple but content. She worked as a librarian, spending her days surrounded by books and the quiet hum of knowledge. Emily was a dreamer, and her dreams often wandered far beyond the boundaries of her modest life. Her heart had always been reserved for a special kind of love, one that she believed would come when the time was right.

One crisp autumn day, a stranger named Oliver came to town. He was a traveler, a poet with an air of mystery and a soul that seemed to carry the weight of countless untold stories. Oliver's arrival was like a gust of wind that swept through the quiet streets, stirring something deep within Emily. They met by chance in the library, where Oliver was seeking solace in the pages of old books, and Emily was captivated by his thoughtful eyes and gentle demeanor.

Their connection was immediate and intense. They spent hours talking about everything from poetry to the meaning of life, their conversations flowing as effortlessly as the tide. Oliver's presence in Emily's life was like a beacon of light, guiding her to explore parts of herself she had never known. For the first time, she felt truly understood and cherished.....