Well, they say fairy tales are all true. There's always someone who fits the little glass slipper perfectly, and someone who dissolves into foam as the rosy dawn breaks.
i don't blame any one of them for this luckless romance but i'd say SUCK IT BITCHES!!!!!!
to the queen, when you wrap up love from lancelot and wedlock from arthur pendragon and end up winning in the game of throne, girl you don't get whiney.
to the king, yah yah i get all your duty/responsibility shit so deal with it. if you don't have guts to chase after that poor little sod then be with it. merlin might be the one who runs first when things are good and he's maybe manipulated you into this so-called destiny trap, but you made the choice yourself don't you forget. not to mention regret.
to the mighty emrys, what can i say, all the "only want the best for arthur" crap sounds like some control freak rant from an asian mom. you have no idea what he wants; you don't even really care about what the prophecy says what he wants. you low-self-esteem suicidal coward just don't dare to seize the chance of love, of faith, of a promising future off the track of what the universe expects. well, the price has been paid.