The feast that changed my life
A/N
Hi! So this is my first fanfic and I really hope you guys enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it! I seriously love Merlin and I also love the Arthur and Morgana pairing so i'm sad that they didn't carry it on but this is how I would want the feast to go. This is basically just fluff and drabble but please read and review! Thank you!
Morgana POV
Great. It looks like I am being escorted by Prince Arrogant of Stupidity, also known as Prince Arthur of Camelot, to the feast. Prince Arthur. He uses his title against me whenever we are in an argument. Its always "Morgana! I am the PRINCE of Camelot!" or "I am the kings son" or "Morgana, you cant talk to me like that! I am the prince and heir to the throne!" Bla bla bla. Its not like his stupid title does him any justice I mean he could be called Prince Perfect of Perfectness but he would still be arrogant little Arthur. Okay maybe i'm being a bit unfair. He's not all bad. I mean he is very brave and quite loyal and just and he will make a good king but I will make a better queen. I have many reasons why such as:
I stand up for what I believe in
I am good with a sword
I can charm men into doing what I want
I can talk to people and make them see sense (unless your Uther, then NOTHING will change your mind)
Arthur is an idiot
I have many more but I am getting of topic. Like I said I am going with Arthur to the feast where he will most likely make me want to run as far away as possible from him or he could make me feel complete and happy like he normally does. Oh gosh. Please tell me I did not just say that...
Arthur POV
I am taking the Lady Morgana to the feast tonight and t be honest with you I am not expecting the best night in the world but there you go. I mean I don't dislike Morgana because she is very beautiful and smart and brave and clever and persuasive and funny and she keeps me the most happy out of everyone in the castle and... What am I doing?! I cannot believe I just said all these things about MORGANA. We get into s many arguments a day that I have lost count and they are over such petty things but she really does make me laugh. I remember the time when we fought over the bedsheets on my bed...
FLASHBACK
"Arthur! You're meant to tuck it in at the sides!"
"No I am not! Its my bed, Morgana, not yours so I think I know how to do my own bed covers!"
"You would think so wouldn't you? Merlins only been away for one day Arthur, ONE DAY, and you can't even make your own bed properly"
"Yes I can!"
"No you can't!"
"Can!"
"Can't!"
"Can!"
"CAN'T!"
"FINE! Get on the bed"
"WHAT?!"
"GET ON THE BED, MORGANA!"
"Arthur Pendragon. You better not do anything stupid or I will have your head in the stocks faster then you can say Morgana"
I had smiled then, a mischevious smile, before I had picked up the sheets and wrapped them around Morgana's petite body, ripped up some old top into strips and tied them around her, keeping her trapped. Then I had thrown her onto the bed.
"ARTHUR!"
"Yes Morgana?"
"You little...URGH! Get me out!"
"Of course, my lady, but just not right now. I'll be back for you soon" I had said before I had leant down and kissed her covered forehead. She hadnt felt it or even known I had done it.
"Arthur! You arrogant little..."
END OF FLASHBACK
That was just one of our many arguments but I dont mind fighting with her. She always makes everything seem okay. Now I am going to go and get Merlin to get me dressed for the feast. Goodbye.
