Okay, I am not abandoning Save Me, but that story requires longer focus (I'm in first year uni in science, and midterms are almost done meaning my exams are starting up soon in Dec -.-), and inspiration for this story came to me so fast I was forced to write it :P This story will be short, I only anticipate a couple of chapters.
Disclaimer: don't own obvs
p.s. this is my first attempt at writing slash please be kind and review :D
HAPPY READING!
p.p.s. I will hopefully be updating Save Me when exams are over and I'm free :D
There was an unspoken rule in Camelot that every person, from peasant to knight, obeyed without question: The King's manservant Merlin was to be treated with the highest degree of respect.
No one could pinpoint the exact moment Merlin became so vital to Camelot and it's King, but every person residing in the land knew that Merlin was deeply important to the King – after all, the King had saved Merlin's life on more than one occasion and had made the consequences of anyone upsetting or hurting Merlin quite clear.
Even the King's advisory counsel knew better than to speak about the King's close relationship with his manservant after what had happened to Lord Nikolas.
"My King! This cannot continue!" Lord Nikolas was oblivious to the cold stare of King Arthur that turned to him and the looks of obvious fear and pity the rest of the counsel gave him. "You are much to close to the serving boy! You treat him with much more respect than a person of his station deserves, you consult him about matters that are obviously much too difficult for someone of his intellect to understand, and you listen to his obviously wrong advice!"
The counsel chambers were silent as the King observed Lord Nikolas. The King's eyes flickered to his manservant, who stood frozen off to one side and took note of the slight shaking of Merlin's hands. The King's eyes narrowed.
"Yes, and?"
Lord Nikolas spluttered.
"I fail to see why this concerns you, Lord Nikolas." The King sneered. "I do not have to give you an explanation for my actions when Merlin is the only person whom I trust completely. Merlin has saved my life before, he is honest with me, and he understands how much I care for Camelot. Insulting his intelligence is an insult to me personally." The King's eyes were blazing. "I am not in need for someone like you to be on my counsel if you choose to outright show disrespect to my manservant and to insult me."
Lord Nikolas had been replaced the next day, and no one had ever made the mistake of addressing the obvious closeness of the King and his manservant again.
For the King and his manservant were very close indeed. When they walked together, Merlin did not walk slightly behind the King as was customary, but rather next to the King and close enough that their arms would brush every so often. It became apparent the King could not go five minutes without touching Merlin in some way, whether it be an arm around the shoulders, a light whack on Merlin's head, or running his fingers through Merlin's hair. The King seemed to know Merlin inside and out, because on more than one occasion, the King had taken a heavy load from Merlin's arms. When Merlin protested he could carry it, the King simply raised his eyebrows and reminded Merlin of the many times he fell from attempting to carry very heavy loads.
Through all this, the people of Camelot came to love the innocent, clumsy, adorable manservant that could bring a smile to the King's normally serious face. Over time, there was a general agreement that Merlin belonged by the King's side; whether as friend, advisor, or consort. Many people hoped for a combination of the three.
Indeed, life in Camelot was happy for the King, his manservant, and the people.
Until Sir Geoffrey arrived.
That's just the opener it gets better I promise :D