omgg what happen next?

Very good structure, author!

Well, that was certainly gruesome.
And well written. Fantabulous job!

Me after reading the ending:*Jaw drops* No way!

This was appropriately terse and well executed.

Great story, had everything in a one-shot, and it didn't feel rushed :D Amazing work :)

Uther that evil barstard. I hope he rots in hell with a bunch of evil sorcerers as his only company.

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! DAMN RIGHT ARTHUR! YEEESSSSS DAMNIT! NOW GO FOR GAIUS AND BRING MERLIN BACK BECAUSE HE OBVIOUSLY ISN'T DEAD! AND HAPPY ENDING WILL BE!

Awesome job!

I LOVED this!

And so Camelot fell to pieces at the next magical threat and was never heard from again. You did an excellent job with the drama and description of the pyre, although it is perhaps unrealistic for Merlin to not escape from such a fate, particularly if it is Uther causing it. You can't really blame Arthur for immediately gutting Uther upon getting back, even if he will likely regret it later. Thank you for posting this.

There are tears in my eyes right now. I love it, though.

Wow. The death scene is so calm its really creepy, it's like distanced but tragic, so it's more of a- well, it's a situation that somehow you know it's a forgone conclusion so there's no hope, no fear- no even looking for it. The scene was like inescapable sadness. Then cutting to Uther's callous disrespect to Merlin's body and enlightening the readers to his plan... It's just... No wonder Arthur killed him.
In a way, this fic seems very poetic. I can explain why, but it just does.
Anyways, thanks for writing this! You did a great job!

Oh, well, violent ending, but very deserved.

The descriptions of Merlin's death were strangely calm, it set the surreal tone and made Merlin's execution less of a loud horror and more of a heartbreaking passing. When I read that Uther had done the execution while Arthur was away, I immediately shut off my reader for a moment to sit in my horrified fury. And I turned it back on only to have the anger and bitter disgust build- I could almost taste it on my tongue. Arthur's strike came with surprise, but also a grim, sick, satisfaction.