merlin: knight, wizard, princeUthur stared at the young knight. He never had particularly liked hedge knights. Though noble and just they had no king. No loyalty. They went where they were needed.merlin: knight, wizard, prince6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
So it is hardly surprising that he was weary of this latest one. He called himself the forest knight. And he had just taken out 8 of Uthurs best knights. With out drawing his sword. And he had the awful feeling that if this knight had wanted him dead, he would have been dead minuets ago. His thoughts were fighting between dread dislike and curiosity, curiosity won.
"Sir Knight. Speak your piece and I will consider weather Camelot can aid you"
The forest knight named himself. Tristain of the forest lakes. Though of noble birth his father had accidentally loved a witch. His father had been disowned by tristain's grand father. He trained his son in many forms of combat so that he might one day claim his grandfathers title. Tristain had d
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Gwenn stood just out of view. She had seen the newcomer barge past the guards. Had seen him knock them all out bring them down without even unsheathing his sword. He hadn't even bothered to look at half of them. She would have been impressed but hedge knights were known for their skill. After all if you have trained and fought with knight's form several kingdoms then you know how they fight. No. this one was good. Too good. She heard him mention magic. Not a wise thing to do. She saw Uthur sit up straight ensure what to do. No one as far as Gwenn could remember had ever had the nerve to stand in front of the king and admit to having a sorceress mother.
Why was Arthur looking at Merlin like that? At his, his hand. She had seen it before Merlin sometimes held his hand as if he had an invisible ball held in it, she never told him but she always had had the ridiculous notion that Merlin was a warlock.
She heard the young servant yelp and say Morganna's name she moved t
Serket's Sting ch1Summary: Arthur knew of the distinct shape of a Serket's stinger. He knew that no one who bares the mark of their sting will ever live long enough for it to scar. And that is why he can't take his eyes off the shiny white scar on Merlin's lower back.Serket's Sting ch14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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The Darkling Woods were a very dangerous place. Arthur knew this and, though he would venture there when necessary, he understood the risks of that forest and tread with utmost caution.
When he had been younger (old enough to know better but too young to care) he and several of his knights had followed a band of bandits into the forest. The bandits inadvertently wandered too close to a serket nest before the patrol caught up to them. Only a few were still alive, writhing on ground and gasping for breath as the final stages of the painful poison ravaged their bodies. They were met with the same injury on each body they checked for life.
A single puncture wound, oval in shape, mostly located
Merlin's Heart: Chapter One."I just can't believe she'd say that! Can you?" Arthur Pendragon shouted, throwing his sword angrily onto his large red and gold four-poster bed.Merlin's Heart: Chapter One.6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"No, that was really unkind of her." A young black haired man agreed sympathetically, as he followed Prince Arthur into the room and picked up the sword from the bed. "I'll pollish this, sire."
"After all this time!" Arthur continued as if his servant hadn't spoken at all. "After everything we've done together! I've known her as long as I can remember! I lo-" Arthur stopped short, and the silence that followed was almost sufficating. The man-servant lay the sword carefully on the wooden table that dominated the southern wall of the room, and then slowly turned to face the prince. The sight that met his eyes was heartbreaking.
The Prince's dirty blonde hair was ruffled as if he had ran his fingers through it time and
Merthur - Chapter 1A pair of polished brown boots hung from Merlin's hands as he silently crept into Arthur's room. The soft moonlight was enough for him to find his way around the chambers. Arthur gave a low grumble and rolled over, his hair turning silver as the moonlight hit it.Merthur - Chapter 13 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Merlin paused for a moment, just taking in the sight of the prince. Sighing softly, he bent down and placed the boots beside Arthur's majestic bed.
"Merlin?" Arthur grumbled, one eye opening and pinning his servant with his sleepy blue gaze.
"I-I was just putting your shoes back, I polished them for you," Merlin stammered.
Arthur's eye closed and a yawn escaped his lips. He mumbled incoherently and Merlin realised Arthur was asleep again.
Without thinking about what he was doing, Merlin bent over Arthur, tugging the blankets up around his masters neck, and placed a soft kiss on his head. "Goodnight Arthur," he whispered, a small smile tugging on the corner of his lips.
As Merlin pulled back, a hand wrapped around his neck and
MERlin sit down."Merlin sit down!" The warlock in question looked at the empty seat at the circular table. And shook his head "no, no I think not sire these seats were meant for specific people hundreds of years ago I wouldn't want to cause offence what with me being" he was cut off with just glare Arthur was giving him. "Merlin you idiot just, sit, down." Gaius looked at Merlin subtly telling him not to make more of a scene.MERlin sit down.5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Merlin sat next to Arthur and looked at the others gathered at the round table. He tried not to smile as he read the old English inscriptions in front of each of them he had to hold in the laugh as he looked across at Gwen's. 'Love' it seamed fitting seeing as she was sat next to Arthur. His thought process was interrupted as he realised Arthur had been explaining the significance of the table and had reached him.
"magic had a seat at my ancestors table, as Emrys here will at mine
HungoverMerlin woke really early, feeling like there was something he needed to do. Something important, but what was it? Obviously he has to serve the prince and see to multiple errands. Knowing his luck he would probably have to save Camelot at the same time and all the while have to hide who he truly was.Hungover5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He rubbed his head, trying to fathom out why he feared waking Arthur this morning. As usual he would probably have something thrown at him, get called names and be ordered around, but that was nothing new. Nothing he wasn't already used too.
"Maybe it's because he was drunk last night..." the boy thought to himself, it took a while for what he had thought to actually sink in, "Wait, he was drunk last night? Oh god..." Yes, that was it. He had to wake a prince with a likely hangover and deal with anyone who had heard or possibly even seen what happened last night.
"Rough night?" was Merlin's greeting when he left his room and hopped down the stairs. If you call a couple of ste
Merthur - Chapter 7*When Merlin leaves Arthur's chambers*Merthur - Chapter 73 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Searching the halls for Gwaine, Merlin grew frustrated. Rushing out of the castle, Merlin found Gwaine in the courtyard.
Stopping him, Merlin grinned. "Hey Gwaine, I need your help," he said.
"Why, is the princess in trouble again? Or are you going to kill me with a fishing rod?" Gwaine asked, grinning.
Laughing, Merlin gripped Gwaine's arms. "No, no. But I need your help. I want you to watch the King at night. Stay outside his door, make sure no-one gets in."
Gwaine's face turned serious and he gripped Merlin's shoulders. Looking around to make sure no-one was watching and listening, he leaned in and whispered into Gwaine's ear, "I think someone might be trying to kill Arthur, and they might go after the king as well."
Gwaine shook Merlin's shoulders. "We should tell Arthur!" Gwaine said, but Merlin shook his head.
Stiffening in horror at the very thought and looking up to Arthur's chamber window, Merlin paled when he saw Arthur glaring down at M
DrunkMerlin finally decided to get some sleep. In fact, he decided that he would get some sleep over an hour ago, but ended up reading his magic book. He should have been cleaning the Princes boots after 'accidentally' knocking muddy water over them; but, that's for another story. Instead he allowed a cloth to do the cleaning itself...Drunk5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
His head hit his pillow and he started drifting off, until something rather weird happened. His royal highness, Prince Arthur burst into his room, not looking quite himself. The cloth and his boots fell from the air and hit the floor with a thump. Merlin sprung out of bed, hoping that his master hadn't noticed that although, by the looks of things even if he had, he wouldn't remember by tomorrow. Or he would think it was a figment of his imagination.
Arthur stumbled around the room, almost tripping up his own feet. He seemed to have no balance or sense of direction. "OH!" Merlin blurt out, when he realised what was going on. Gwain had con
Merthur - Chapter 8 (END - EDITTED)Merlin was driving himself mad.Merthur - Chapter 8 (END - EDITTED)3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
He was thinking of all the things he could have done to prevent this, and making himself feel worse and even guiltier.
The cave floor was starting to be indented from all the pacing he was going, but Merlin just wanted Arthur back.
Kilgharra had stopped trying to urge him to eat, instead stocking up the pile of food and leaving it there to tempt him.
He just wasn't hungry. The very thought of eating while Arthur was still in his coma-like state, made him feel ill.
Every so often, Merlin would allow himself to cry over Arthur, but it was becoming less and less often. He was becoming numb to everything; the pounding in his head, the pain of hunger. The only thing that he could still feel was guilt and worry for Arthur.
Merthur - Chapter 2Before Merlin could do anything to harm Lord Conrad, he was grabbed in the middle by Arthur and chucked into the middle of the bed.Merthur - Chapter 23 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Growling, Merlin snapped his teeth.
"My apologies, Lord Conrad," Arthur apologised, "I don't know what's gotten into him, he was happy before you walked in "
"No worries, my Lord, he might just be smelling the chicken I had for dinner, sire," Lord Conrad lied, smiling.
Arthur laughed, and reached his arm down to help Lord Conrad up.
From the bed, Merlin's eyes flashed gold and as Conrad stood up; he tripped over backwards again and smacked his head on the cold floor.
Smirking, Merlin tilted his head to the side in innocence and stuck out his tongue, panting happily.
Flustered, Lord Conrad hastily stood up again and backed against the door for balance.
"Are you all right?" Arthur asked, completely oblivious.
"Fine, my lord," Lord Conrad replied through gritted teeth.
Lord Conrad started talking to Arthur about matters that Merlin didn't care about. Eye
Kisses From A Dragon - A Merlin FanFicArthur Pendragon stared at the blank notebook in front of him and sighed. The harsh shush of the librarian reminded him of his location, and he had to force himself to stay quiet.Kisses From A Dragon - A Merlin FanFic4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Irritation coursed through his veins, causing him to sigh again, although not as loud as before. He pushed the chair backwards to allow him room to stand. The scrape of metal on tile rang painfully in his ears. Again, the librarian scolded him, to which he sent an icy look.
He moved away from the table, past her desk (making sure to swagger as he neared her) and towards the endless rows of shelving.
The smell of old and new books alike, filled Arthur's nostrils. Dust motes swirled lazily in the streams of afternoon sunlight that filtered in through full length windows. The warmth and comfortable silence made him drowsy.
After the slight delay, Arthur found the shelf he was looking for. Now, all he had to do was find the book... He bit his lower lip frustratedly as his eyes scanned the titles. The words
Merthur - Chapter 3Eyes still closed, Arthur was lying in his bed, seething with rage. New servants bustled around his room, tidying up and making the chambers spotless.Merthur - Chapter 33 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Arthur preferred Merlin's messy ways of cleaning.
Cooks prepared him the best dishes, and maids brought in the food, never speaking, just refilling his glass constantly.
He preferred Merlin's lateness and constant chatter.
He was sick of these servants taking care of him. He wanted Merlin back. No one could ever replace Merlin.
His clumsiness, his goofiness, his never ending chatter of nonsense, the stupid smile he got when he was caught doing something.
The full moon was tomorrow and Arthur couldn't wait to be rid of these pesky servants.
Eyes opening suddenly, Arthur sat up. What was he doing? Instead of sitting around, moping, he could be doing something useful! Like getting that blasted plant!
Grinning, Arthur dismissed the servants and got to work packing.
Merthur - Chapter 6"Arthur," Merlin started, pulling back slightly from the prince's embrace.Merthur - Chapter 63 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Shut up, Merlin," Arthur said teasingly, leaning forward and kissing Merlin again.
Merlin resisted, pulling back, but Arthur just followed him, and arms holding him tight against Arthur's body as he insistently pressed his lips against Merlin's. It was hard to resist such persistence, so Merlin gave in, closing his eyes and relaxing.
Regaining his train of thought, Merlin pressed his hands to Arthur's chest and pushing him away. "Arthur, seriously," Merlin said, putting a hand against Arthur's lips when Arthur went to kiss him again.
Arthur frowned, stepping back.
Merlin grinned at him, excited, and took a few steps away from Arthur. When he realised the prince wasn't following, he turned to him and held out his hand tentatively.
Arthur stared at his hand, and Merlin felt his grin slip. He went to put his hand back down, but Arthur shot forward and grabbed it, smiling at Merlin.
Merlin grinned happily, and tugg
The Woes of ArtArthur Pendragon awoke with a groan, the sun's rays peeping through the slightly parted curtain, temporarily blinding him. He rolled over with a growl and sat up in his bed, giving a mighty stretch.The Woes of Art4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Where's my breakfast Merlin?" he asked without even looking around his room. No one answered him.
"Merlin?" The Prince opened his eyes to find that his manservant was not in his chambers. He huffed his impatience and got out of bed. This was the third time in a row this week Merlin had been late to work. Unforgivably late. Arthur was well aware of the complete incompetence of his manservant, so he usually allowed Merlin to be a few minutes late, but this? This was the last straw.
I'll just have to dress myself this morning, he thought bitterly to himself. Walking over to his wardrobe, he pulled out his red leather lined jacket and brown breeches. He yanked on his trousers and was just buttoning up his jacket when Merlin burst through the door.
"Sire!" he exclaimed breathlessly as he
Merlin: Unbeknownst .part 1"You have a cousin?"Merlin: Unbeknownst .part 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Yes, Merlin, as I was saying-"
"Yes! Are you deaf? I've mentioned it about five times already in our conversation!"
Merlin heaved a small sigh, "No, you just never mentioned anything about a cousin before, so I was confused as to why he was suddenly so important."
Arthur shrugged, leaning to tip his chair back on two legs as he surveyed Merlin with a raised eyebrow. "So you don't know everything about my life, I'm amazed."
Pointedly ignoring this, Merlin turned back to the pile of armor in front of him. He'd spent the past ten minutes gathering the Prince's armor from various places throughout his rooms, wondering why on earth Arthur couldn't just take it off and leave it all in one place, as he assumed normal people did, rather than a gauntlet here, a breast plate there, all in all equaling more work for him. Although he wouldn't put it past Arthur for that to have been his motivation to do so in the first place.
"You did know about it, didn't yo
Kisses From A Dragon - Part deuxIn that very moment, Arthur's stomach turned over and he felt sick with apprehension. He gripped his jeans until his knuckles were white.Kisses From A Dragon - Part deux4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Merlin's mouth was unyielding underneath his for a moment, and Arthur feared the worst.
Merlin gasped and pulled away. "What do you think you're doing?" he shouted, his face beetroot. Arthur's heart sank; he hadn't expected to be rejected this easily.
Merlin huffed "We're supposed to be studying. Not you trying to eat my face!" he ran a hand through his mop of hair and sighed. "I'm sorry... Let's get on with this please"
Arthur nodded, dumbstruck. He replied hoarsely "I don't know what came over me... I'm sorry Merlin" Merlin shrugged his shoulders in defeat.
"Just don't let it happen again. I have a boyfriend..." Merlin dismissed his companion and turned to the books. Sighing, he lowered himself onto his stomach and opened his note pad. He then frantically searched for his pen, only to find it in Arthur's grip.
Arthur gave him a weak smile and
Merthur Chapter 5Carrying a tray of food in his arms, Merlin was ecstatic as he climbed the stairs to get to Arthur's chambers. He was so happy to finally be back to his normal self and carrying on with his servant duties.Merthur Chapter 53 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Peering into Arthur's chambers, Merlin's heart dropped slightly when he saw Gwen talking with Arthur, a smile on her face.
Not wanting to, but curious, Merlin listened. "Arthur, I was so worried when you just left! Why didn't you tell me you were leaving?" Gwen said, stepping forward.
"I had no time," Arthur replied, looking a little uncomfortable, not noticeably but Merlin could tell.
"No time for me?" Gwen asked quietly, looking down.
Arthur's fingers twitched slightly, a sign that he was extremely uncomfortable, but only Merlin had paid enough attention to the prince to know it.
Deciding to spare Arthur the pain, Merlin put a grin on his face and opened the door. Looking from Arthur to Gwen, Merlin let his grin falter.
"Sorry, did I interrupt?" He asked, making himself sound guilt
Merlin, Prettier In Pink"Merlin please let me dress you up." Morgana's begged as she held a pretty pink dress in front of him.Merlin, Prettier In Pink4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Why do you need me for that? Can't you dress Guinevere up?" Merlin asked a little confused at the question.
"Oh, she has dressed me up many a time. She's even dressed up Arthur when they were children." Guinevere smiled at the image of Arthur in a dark blue dress and makeup. Merlin tried to image it, but it was difficult for him since he had only known the blonde for a short while. Also he'd seen the blonde half naked. The muscular chest, the broad shoulders, and that strong chin, prevented such an image of Arthur. Other images did come to his mind though. A lot of them caused a blush.
"So, you'll let me do it. Please, I promise it will only be this one time. I just really want to see what you'll look like." Merlin sighed and reached for the dress in Morgana's hands. He walke
Merthur Chapter 4It was night again, and Merlin hadn't moved. Sitting next to Arthur, who was still unconscious, Merlin whined anxiously. It had been a whole day, yet Arthur was still sleeping.Merthur Chapter 43 years ago in Profiles More Like This
He had checked the wound, but it was clean, no infection.
Perhaps he was just tired, and his body needed the sleep?
Shaking his head, Merlin stood and stretched, and chucked another log awkwardly onto the fire before patrolling the perimeter of their small camp.
After Arthur had been injured, Merlin had magicked away the bodies of the bandits, and then built a fire, so that Arthur would be warm.