The Seer
Disclaimer: I own nothing, this is just for fun
Note: this is just an idea that I had and it's still in its vague early stages. I just ask that u sort of put preconceptions of the legend on hold (especially the tv show) and take this fic at face value. I set it in a time/place where the events on the show occurred, the only exception being that Geoffrey of Monmouth and Lancelot does not exist.
Slim fingers turned pages that had begun to brown with age and blue-grey eyes widened as they took in the words on the pages. Dark head shook in disbelief. Merlin could not believe what he was reading, he had to find Arthur!
"Merlin, what on earth are you talking about?" asked Arthur exasperatedly. He allowed himself to be led to the library by his servant who had burst into his chambers prattling about some book or another and refusing to leave until he went with him. They slowed as they approached the heavy doors of the library and Merlin pushed them open and stepped inside. "Hmm, I had no idea you even had time to read. I must find more for you to do in future," he added thoughtfully before looking over to see his servant rushing towards a leather-bound book that had been left open on a table.
"Arthur, over here. Look at this." Merlin beckoned to the prince.
Arthur sauntered over to him, his curiosity now slightly piqued. He peered over the other young man's shoulder, trying to make out what had agitated Merlin so much.
"What am I looking at? I've never seen this book before." To be honest, the Crown Prince of Camelot had never seen most of the books in the library. He had always been much more interested in swordcraft and honing his skills with weaponry – exercising his intellectual muscles more than was required had never really appealed to him.
Merlin gave him an impatient look then leafed backwards through the book before stopping at a chosen page and jabbing a finger at it. "Just read it."
The blond man bent his head closer to the book and did as he was bid. There was only silence for a few minutes as Arthur read and re-read the words, turning to the next page then back again.
"What is the meaning of this? Is this a book of magic?" Arthur demanded, a dangerous glint in his eyes.
"No," said Merlin, then hesitated. "I don't know. I've never seen this before."
"Then how did you find it?"
"Gaius asked me to find a book for him, about herbs, he's trying to make up new healing draughts and…"
"Get to the point, Merlin!"
"Oh, yes, well, I was searching and I pulled out this book to see but since it had no title, I looked inside and that's what was in it." The sorcerer's words came out in a rush. He watched Arthur uncertainly. "What are we going to do?"
Arthur ran a hand through his hair as his brain struggled to make sense of the situation. "I don't know. How do we know this is even real and not a hoax?"
They stared at each other in silence, completely at a loss. After a while, Arthur spoke. "Who the hell is Lancelot?"
The title-less and author-less book which had confounded the two men was a mystery. It told a tale of a great love between a prince and a maid servant and their rise to greatness. It spoke of a knight who would come between them and bring about the downfall of their kingdom. The book named the characters. The book named the kingdom of Camelot.
Note: ok, I still don't know how/if I will progress with this, ideas kinda stopped at this point.
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