это было прекрасно

буду сохранять прекрасное Х)

The entirety of his eyes shone with gold. His body was glowing from within as well, a ghostly yellow shining through even his clothes. His lips were pulled back in a sneer, his expression a death's head grin, and his expression was twisted into a horrifying mask of merciless, limitless power.
Merlin’s hands jerked away from the frame, his body convulsing in his shock.
He must have staggered backwards, because he felt the bedpost hit his back and his head. He focused on the pain, desperately trying to come back to himself.
‘As clumsy as ever, Merlin.’
“Yes,” he choked out. “Clumsy and an idiot and the world’s worst servant, yes, that’s who I am, that’s what I am, tell me Arthur, tell me that’s who I am…”
‘Well you’re also a total cabbage head, obviously, if you can’t remember something so simple.’
Merlin nodded frantically, his eyes squeezing closed. He could always remember Arthur better with his eyes closed. Arthur with his blue eyes and blond hair and fine clothes and jacket and boots, his hand on the hilt of Excalibur, a fond smile on his lips.
“What else,” Merlin said through a tight throat. “Please… What else… Arthur…”
‘You’re also the most loyal and bravest man I know. And you’ve never forgotten your duty. So don’t start now.’
Merlin’s eyes snapped open, for just a second believing that Arthur was standing there. (С)