A.N: So basically I had this idea and it was buzzing around my head until i gave in and put finger to keyboard...hope you enjoy! Will post the other chapters as soon as I write them! Please review, it would help me out immensely! Love each and every person who takes the time out of their day to read!
If only there were some way he could know, without it resulting in my execution...
Just as he was starting to come around to the idea that magic could be used for good and I was about to reveal myself to him, she happened and then all that hard work was ruined. By Morgana, illegitimate half-sister to the dollop head: the darkness to my light, the hatred to my love. With her charm that reversed the healing spell and magnified the effects tenfold, now not only has magic resulted in the death of his mother, but Arthur has lost his father to sorcery as well. Now he is totally opposed to the idea of magic being good he can never know the real me: a sorcerer who would do anything to save him, and has done numerous time already. But he's such a royal prat and I daren't tell him the truth, how he would be dead several times over if it was not for me: clumsy old Merlin, the half decent manservant of our newly crowned King, Arthur Pendragon.
Amazing how much mess one person can make in one day, even a King can live in a pigsty it would appear. And who has to clean it all, why me of course. I wouldn't mind so much if I didn't have to muck out the stables, polish his armour, sharpen his sword, prepare all of his food, wash his clothes, fill his bathtub with warm water and do everything else he's capable of doing himself as well...all in an afternoon. And on top of that I have a list of ingredients to collect for Gaius, again must be collected by this evening. I'd need about 9 more pair of hands to get it all down. Or be in 5 places at once...again impossible without someone chasing me shouting sorcery wielding a sword with which to run me through with...looks like I'll be in the stocks again this evening!
Unless...but surely not...if course...it might just work after all! I am a genius, even if the Clot Pole doesn't think so. I can use magic, so why not use it to aid me in my never-ending list of chores! Magically remove the dirt off the clothes, armour and sword, check, get the sword to rub itself across the stable wall while I power-shovel the soiled straw out, check...OW! yes, that's definitely the sharpest sword ever now. Suck cut finger...URGH...forgot where my hands have been. Remind me never, even if I'm starving to death, to eat horse manure, I mean it, it's worse than trying out Gaius' prototype potions!
Now to work on the chambers of his Royal Fatness...which reminds me, I really need to wean him off the sausages...as painlessly as possible for me! The tantrum he threw last time...well let's just say that I've only just begun to stop feeling the breast piece of his armour on my head from when he threw it hard at me because I refused him sausages. The guy is a pig, I really have no idea how he can possibly make this much of a mess overnight...when he should be sleeping. Oh, it all makes so much sense now! There is a link of sausages under his pillow...night-time raids of the kitchens for his beloved sausages...his obsession is worse than first feared! But this musing over what to be done to combat this really isn't helping me to clean up his mess. But time is running out if I want to make it out to the forest before darkness falls to collect herbs. I need help if this is going to be cleaned to standards fit for... well, an arrogant King. Instead I have myself, a mop and a bucket. Oh and sorcery...it's my only option, but nobody must see...
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