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Challenges of the Heart	By : CrazyEyesChick Category: M through R > Merlin (BBC) > Merlin (BBC) Views: 8731 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER 1: TROUBLE IN PARADISE
'MERLIN!!!
Merlin's name was heard through the vast castle that is Camelot, home of King Arthur and its villagers. The inhabitants and the servants of Camelot were so used to hear the unhappy voice of their King make its way through the corridors, that they sighed, smiled and kept on doing their chores. Merlin turned his head towards to where the annoying yell came from. Ah! Once again his friend, his King seemed unhappy about something he probably didn't do properly. Sometimes, he wondered why he stayed with this prat of a King. Destiny had a huge part in why he stayed, but deep down, it was mostly because when Arthur wanted to, he could be the most courageous and humble man in the whole of Albion.
Merlin stopped his current chore to make his way to Arthur's royal bedroom. Opening the door to the room, something went past his head, almost hitting him straight on.
Arthur's looking pissed, angry and yet again shirtless.
' Well, here he is! What took you so long Merrrlin? A king has duties, important ones at that, and I shouldn't be waiting for my clumsy servant!'
' Sorry your highness' said merlin with a sigh and a bit of playfulness.
He liked to annoy Arthur with his false sense of obedience. 'There's no times for jokes Merlin, the council is waiting for me and as you can see, I even had to dress myself!'
' I can see that'
Arthur, in anger, threw the shirt he had in his hands at merlin who dodged it. Merlin could see the marvelous job he did as well as the mess. All his royal clothes were thrown hazardly on his bed and the ground. From what he could see his fashion sense was horrible; the outfits he put together it seemed, looked like he was going to a fair to be the clown of Camelot. He smirked at the idea which seemed to frustrate his king even more from the look on his face.
'Oh! Does that seems funny to you merlin? Perhaps another session with Georges will help you remember your duties as my servant and see how good I am as your master.'
Merlin shuddered at the idea of spending another minute with Georges. Arthur knew that Merlin hated him and he knew his duties quite well. He didn't need to be reminded. Arthur liked to overwork him with chores; it's as if he knew merlin had magic! As much as his friend was good at strategising, he was sometimes very dense.
' Fine Arthur,'
Merlin made his way to the bed to sort out his king's clothes for the day. He thought that his and athur's relationship was above servant and master. Without his magic and wisdom, king prat would be dead twice over. Anyways, he picked up a pair of linen brown pants as well as arthur's favorite red shirt harbouring the pendragon crest on it.
As Arthur calmed himself and sorted himself out with merlin handing him his clothes and helping him with his shirt and pants, Merlin took the discarded belt on the side. That's when Merlin got into trouble. As he tried to put on the leather belt around his king's waist, silence followed with Arthur's glare over his hunched back.
' Merlin?' Calmly said Arthur
'Yes?' replied merlin with effort while he kept on trying to force the belt on to reach the new hole he added on the last feast weeks ago.
'Are you having problems Merlin? Or dressing your king seems something even you can't do?'
' I am actually doing pretty good. Not my fault you..euh...you know what...nevermind what i was about to say'
'No please Merlin, speak your mind as you seem to do all the time'
Arthur was getting agravated for everything it looks like. They usually banter like that a lot, but it is out of fun, never to be mean. He was annoyed to be treated this way, Arthur was lucky to have someone as devoted as him. Perhaps, it was the time to express himself on the matter. He was sure Arthur would understand even if he was annoyed with him.
'Well, since you asked so nicely, I was actually about to say that the problem doesn' t seem to come from your belt, but your shape. Even with the new hole I...' Merlin was cut off by Arthur's questioning voice. He backed away from Arthur when he finally got the belt on. Arthur looked a bit uncomfortable.
'What new hole? Are YOU still calling me fat and adding new holes to my belts? I am in way better shape than you, Merlin. These muscles are from fighting many battles and training the best knights in Camelot!' Once again, I don't know why I keep you around!' Arthur turned around abruptly to make way for his documents.
The mood in the room was heavy and Merlin was pretty sure the guard outside could hear their every words. If Uther had been king still, he would have lost his head for sure, and not just because of his magic. That would just be another extra reason to have him beheaded. He tried to lighten the mood a bit, perhaps Arthur would calm down, he hated when they fought and it got serious.
'For my charming personality?'
Athur cut him off with his dominating voice. He shuddered by its angry tone. Arthur glared at him intensely.
'ENOUGH! You can't talk to me that way! And stop with those smart comebacks, you are a servant Merlin and you should find yourself lucky that you aren't sacked or beheaded for talking to me that way.' Merlin has had enough of this degrading talk from his friend. It really hurt him. He knew that his King allowed him more freedom than others, but it was not a reason to treat him less than dirt.
' WHY DON'T YOU THEN? If I am as useless as you think, then why don't you sack me? You know? I take a lot from you; I do all the chores you ask of me, dress you, serve you at the best of my ability. You seem to forget that your father stuck me with you from the first day I met you for saving your royal life. And still I stayed, even if I could have refused and left for Ealdor to be my peasant self. You are such a prat sometimes Arthur!' Merlin, exhausted from his speech, glimpsed at Arthur.
Silence befell the room and he was pretty sure the whole castle heard him. Arthur's expression was stoic and his eyes devoid of emotion. If he didn't know any better, Merlin thought that Arthur was hurt by his words.
It immediately vanished to be replaced by a cold stare. 'Get out'
'What?'
'Get out of my sight and I won't repeat myself Merlin. I can do fine by myself'
' Wha... You can't just tell me to get out now? You wouldn't know how to do half the things I do for you. I need to finish polishing your armor and...'
SMACK!
Silence followed the echo of the slap through the corridors. It felt like time had stopped and the time remained frozen. An angry face turned slowly into shock and realization. Arthur looked down at the small frame laying on the ground before him. Merlin stumbled back on the hard floor; nothing could have hurt more than this. He had endured a lot through the past year with his friend. He had gotten stabbed, kidnapped, accused of sorcery (well that one wasn't a lie) and thrown into the stock plenty of times; so far this felt like a knife going through his whole body, slowly killing him. Arthur had gone too far. His king looked like he wanted to say something to him, yet nothing would make it past his trembling lips. Holding his reddening face with his right hand, he got on his feet, looking slightly down as a tear threatened to fall down his bruised cheek. He made his way past Arthur and to the big wooden door of his room. Merlin still couldn't believe the prat would have gone so far as to hit him.
Arthur didn't really know what had gotten into himself; while seeing his servant who could not understand why it felt so painful to see his king act that way towards him. They shared a destiny together, Merlin felt connected to Arthur and liked to have him around, except for now he guessed. He really hopes that nothing will come to attack Camelot. Still now, he still cared about his dollophead.
It seemed Arthur chose this moment to make his concern show.
'Merlin....I..' he looked down and then up again.
' No... I get it... I believe I heard Gaius calling me and I think you have angry council members waiting for you in the great hall, I wouldn't make them wait your highness.' he said looking away.
You could hear the bitterness in his voice, he could also see the hurt in Arthur's eyes and regret, but he couldn't bring himself to care at the moment; he had to leave. ' I am.. I didn't mean it Merlin. I didn't..' pleaded the King.
Merlin cut him off short, with a stern look as he turned around to look at him. ' You made it quite clear where I stand Arthur. I hope you realize how much I do for you and how much I am willing to give. As they say: you can’t appreciate what you have until it is gone. So, as you have no more use for me, may I be excused?' He bowed respectfully in front of his master.
Arthur looked taken aback by his action. He had a reason to be, since Merlin never acted that way unless he was really angry with him. Everybody knew that and he would usually get scolded by Gwen, his future wife, for being inconsiderate. As Merlin made his way out, it wasn't without one last attempt by his king to get his attention, in vain.
' MERLIN!,'
At that precise moment, the door opened from the outside and a shy, curious voice was heard.
'I heard shouting, is everything alright my lord' asked the guard making his presence known next to the door.
He looked at his king and his servant, he felt like a war had happened and the sight that greeted him was not a beautiful one.
In the castle, there were rumors that spread about the unusual relationship of the King and his servant. Even with their common arguments and name calling, they knew that they cared or maybe loved each other. This was something unseen and he didn't want to stick around to know the ending. The guard finally looked at his king for instructions while looking at his servant's clenched fist and teeth.
Arthur looked at Merlin's back and turned around to look away from the guard. 'Everything's fine, you're both dismissed! Now, leave!' said Arthur angrily.
As soon as the order was given, Merlin dashed through the door with tears running through his cheek, right past the guard, almost bumping into him. The guard silently closed the door behind him, leaving his king to ponder on his thoughts.
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