The man nodded knowingly before leading you and the two men to the third fitting room - one we being used, and the other, well... It was only appropriate to use fitting room three.
                          
And so you entered, giving thanks to the man before he shut the door, and turning back to look at your cousin and friend, both who were looking at you expectantly.
                          
"I do believe it would be best to take this downstairs, don't you?"
                          
The look on Merlin's face was priceless, and in less than a minute, the three of you were heading downstairs on your way to the Kingsman headquarters. 
                          
"You know about Kingsman?"
                          
Your gaze shifted to Merlin, and you couldn't help but smile at his confusion and curiosity.
                          
"My mother was a Kingsman and my father was a Statesman," you replied softly, your accent evidence enough of both heritages. "I was raised here and became a Kingsman before I moved to America. They had a time of need, and I was there to help them." You pursed your lips, narrowing your eyes at the wall. "They have bloody awful codenames. Beer, Wine, Champagne, Ginger Ale... Thank God they let me keep mine; I don't think I'd survive if they made me walk around with a nickname like Margarita or - God forbid - Lemon Water for the entirety of my stay. Actually - "
                          
"We're here," Harry stated, ending your rant before it could continue any longer. You sighed, following them out of the fitting room/elevator. We still had a long ways to go, you thought forlornly, staring at your ride to the headquarters. A long, long ways to go.
                          
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There was only silence until you at last made it to your destination, walking amongst the halls until you reached an empty board room. The men were quick to sit down, but you were more hesitant, knowing that a well-deserved explanation was expected.
                          
Merlin watched you quietly, feeling betrayed, and you avoided his gaze, instead resting your eyes upon your cousin.
                          
"My codename is Morgana," you began, "as was my mother's before she passed. My father, as I previously stated, was a Statesman....."
                          
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Your explanation lasted about an hour, during which Harry had left after being summoned by Arthur, leaving you with a still silent Merlin. After finishing your last thought, you sat there quietly, allowing him to get his thoughts together for as long as he needed.
                          
Merlin opened his mouth, then closed it, before opening it again and spitting out a quick, "Did you know?"
                          
You paused.
                          
"I suspected, but no, I didn't," You answered, watching a sigh leave his lips. He looked down at the table between you, lips pursed and gaze heavy. "I'm sorry."
                          
His head snapped up, eyes meeting yours with bewilderment. "Don't be."
                          
"Don't be?" You frowned.
                          
"Don't be," He confirmed, lips quirking slightly. "I guess I'm just not cut out for normal."
                          
You giggled, trying your best not to laugh at the look on his face.
                          
"What?" Merlin questioned, eyebrows raised and eyes narrowed. You laughed, bending over the edge of the table. "What is it? Do I have something on my face?" His lips twitched into a semi-smile, and you couldn't help but remember all of those days spent walking under your umbrella.
                          
A smile creeped up on your face as well, and the pair of you spent the rest of the day snickering in the depths of the board room.
                          
Yes, everything would be alright after all.
                          
{A/N: Thank you for giving me my first request! I hope it was okay, I know my writing style has changed some and the story wasn't incredibly romantic or anything (I wasn't quite sure if you wanted it to be so I left it at a budding romance/interest is implied but never acted upon sort of thing so that it could go either way.) If you had something else in mind please tell me because I don't mind fixing it or redoing it or something. I haven't watched Kingsman in ages and I haven't seen the Golden Circle yet so I may have some inaccuracies here and there that may need updating. Thanks again! 😊