The Aurora Borealis of Destiny

“Well,” Arthur starts in his snippiest tone, and Merlin’s stomach sinks into the ground at it. He's aware that Arthur blames him, and he can’t even really blame him for that, because the whole thing kind of was his fault. “Well. Are you happy with yourself, Merlin? Are you pleased with your brilliant plan? Your oh-so-excellent plan, which has left us stranded in the middle of the woods with no food, no horses, no knights, and no hope of getting to Caerleon in time."“You didn’t think it was such a terrible plan when it saved your life!” Merlin yells back.~~A skirmish with a pack of unhappy sorcerers leaves Merlin and Arthur stranded with no resources in the middle of the snow. A simple task of walking to Caerleon becomes just a little more difficult when ancient magic ignites itself, leading to banter, longing and even a water fight.