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Happy Midwinter!

Due to Hurricane Xena, I'm behind on all my writing. My intent had been to post this fic today, but since I'm behind, I want to give you all a sneak preview of chapter 1. The alternative is to post yet another WIP to AO3, and that never goes well.

Title: A Midwinter Prince
Fandom: Merlin
Rating: Teen (possibly Mature for language)
Pairings: Merlin/Arthur, Lance/Gwen, Morgana/Leon, Gwaine flirts with everyone because Gwaine
Warnings: None
Tags: Modern AU, Magic is known, Journalist AU, Royalty

Summary: It's not easy to break into journalism, even with a degree. Trapped on the copy desk editing other people's lousy writing, Merlin finally sees a light at the end of the tunnel. His boss wants a reporter in Camelot for Prince Arthur's twenty-fifth birthday, when the Playboy Prince has to either take the throne or abdicate.

When the Prince skips out of his press conference, Merlin is faced with the prospect of going back to London empty-handed. But a stubborn mindset, a journalist's instincts, and a whole lot of magic go a long way, especially when Merlin finds an unlocked, unguarded side door. It's not his fault that the first person he runs across hears his London accent and assumes he's Princess Morgana's new tutor... is it?

Author's notes: Have you seen A Christmas Prince on Netflix? No? Go make yourself some hot cocoa, wrap up in a fuzzy blanket, ignore the plot holes, and enjoy! (Don't bother with the sequel.)

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