So guys I have had this idea stuck in my head for so long, it jst wont go away!
I, originally had two different ideas for a fic:
1. A Prince Merlin fic
2. Fem!Merlin fic
But then I had a light-bulb moment and boom the idea to mix them together hit me, and this is the result! Enjoy (hopefully) ;)
A young woman, tall and beautiful ran after her master, his knights trailing behind laughing as the girl trips over the dress she was made to wear.
"Merlin, What are you doing on the floor? This is no time to have a nap! Were on a hunt!" Her master exclaims a smile on his handsome face as he helps the young lady up. She stood brushing her long, ebony locks from her face , muttering under her breath, which made her master to burst out in laughter, which made her laugh along with him at her own misfortunes.
"Merlin, how do you manage to be so clumsy?" Her master questions, his tone full of humour as he teases his closest friend. Even though he would never admit it, the young woman who stood in front of him was much more than a friend to him, but he knew he could never act on his feelings, she was a servant he a Prince.
"Its this stupid dress you made me wear, You dollop head!" she exclaims and he chuckles in reply.
"Its a change to see you in a dress, Merlin" He answers.
"Well I am never wearing a dress again, stupid things get in my way!" She mutters and the knights burst out laughing behind her.
"Right men...and woman, It will be dark soon, we should set up camp for the night" her master says after the laughter had ebbed away, and soon the group were setting up camp, a fire burning brightly casting an orange shadow across the young woman's pale face as she stirred the broth she was making, her thoughts a million miles away.
Little did the group of friends know, merely a few hours away, the Royal Knights of Ambrosius were searching the forest of Camelot for their missing Princess. Among the searchers was her older brother, he had not seen his sister for nearly 10 years, since she had disappeared in the night, never to be seen again, that was when she was merely a child at the age of 9 and he 13. He had missed her immensely and never given up on searching for her, he had scouted across the land for her ever since his father let him. He had asked every kingdom he came across if they had seen her but no one of her description was ever seen. He even sent out word that a reward would go to anyone who had any information on his beloved sister, but no people had come forth. He had started to loose hope, he only had 3 kingdoms left to search, which were Camelot, Mercia and Essetir.
The kingdom of Ambrosius and Camelot had made an agreement many years ago, when the princess was only a toddler, that when she came of age she would marry the Prince Arthur of Camelot who himself was only six at the time. King Uther saw the union as a way to unite two thriving kingdoms and as a way to keep watch on Ambrosius which was a magical Kingdom, he also thought that once the King Balinor died, his son could overrun the eldest child, the future king and take Ambrosius for himself.
So when the news travelled from Ambrosius to King Uther of the missing Princess, Uther's plan's were to fail, so for the first year he helped in the search of the Princess, but soon he gave up.
Little did he know the Princess of Ambrosius had been under his nose for three years, a maidservant to his son, her betrothed.
Little did the Prince of Ambrosius know he and his men were heading straight towards were his sister, the Prince of Camelot and his Knights were setting up their camp for the night.
Little did Merlin know her Brother was under an hours time away from her.
Little did she know her family had been searching 10 years.
Little did she know that they loved her, and the woman who she lived with for 7 years in Ealdor had deceived her.
Little did she know her mother figure for 7 years, Margaret, was a traitor.
Merlin POV:
"How's the broth getting on Merls?" a voice distantly questioned but I was too far in thought to even comprehend anyone had spoken.
"Merlin...Earth to Merlin..." it says again
"Merlin!" The voice shouts and I jump, startled out of my thoughts, Arthur's loud voice making me fall backwards in fright.
"Have I got your attention now?" Arthur asks as I struggle to my feet, the damned dress getting in the way of my long legs. When I finally got to my feet, with some help from the Prat, I replied.
"Yes you have my attention, what is is?" I ask
"Well I wanted to know how the broth was getting on, ready yet?" He enquires
"Yes, its ready. Go sit down" I answer, too tired for our usual banter, and he must have realised as he took some of the bowls from my hands and poured some broth in each, giving them out to the waiting knights. It was only Gwaine, Percival, Leon, Elyan and a knight named Sir Eifion who had attended the hunt, so it did not take long before everyone had a bowl before them.
"Merlin, you are such a useless Maidservant, aren't you?" Arthur comments as he sits next to Percival tapping the place next to him for me to sit.
"Well, sire I am tiered. I have been looking after you for the past two days, and let me tell you it is harder than cleaning out Giaus's leech tank!" I reply serving myself a bowl of the broth, and sitting down in the middle of Arthur and Gwaine.
"If you did not scare away all the animals we would have been back in Camelot Yesterday!" He teases before spooning more broth into his mouth.
"It is not my fault! you made me wear this thing!" I say pointing to the Emerald green dress I wore, while spooning my own broth into my mouth.
"Well look at the bright side" He comments another two spoons full of broth going into his mouth
"And what is that?" I question.
"You blend into your surroundings" He chuckles and elbow him making him nearly spill his broth over his lap.
"Alright, I won't annoy you" He comments before going quiet, silently eating his broth as the knights talked amongst themselves and I smile. All of the men around me, even Sir Eifion who had newly become a member of out small group, all held a small piece in my heart, Gwaine, Percival, Leon, Elyan and Eifion all like older brothers too me. Arthur on the other hand held a different part of my heart, he was my best friend, my destiny, and I had fallen for the prat, but I knew he could never like me back, I was a servant a plain looking one too, nothing compared to some women Camelot had to offer. Well that was what I thought of myself.
"Oi Merlin! Tell Arthur here that you are younger that Eifion"
"Urm...How old are you Eifion?" I ask
"Twenty one" he answers and I turn to Arthur
"I am younger than Eifion" I tell him
"How much younger?" Leon asks and I was kind of surprised. Over the last few years I knew Arthur and Leon and the other knights had I not mention once my age?
"Two years, I was nineteen last month" I say
"Your birthday was last month!? When? How did I not know?" Arthur blurts out
"I guess I never had a reason to tell anyone, its only my birthday its nothing big" I mutter
"But Merlin you should have told me, I would have given you a day off!" Arthur exclaims and I laugh
"Yeah right! You would not last a day without me!" I answer back.
"I could t-" He starts but I silence him clamping my hand over his mouth, a twig snapping alerting me of someone's presence.
"Mmm..er..in"I hear Arthur mumble under my hand.
"Shh. Listen, someone's here" I whisper retracting my hand when another snap of a twig caught both mine and Arthurs attention and he pulls his sword from its sheath, the others copying his actions.
It was then a group of around 20 men came into view, their faces hidden the darkening sky hiding their clothing until they step into the light the moon cast down into the forest through the gaps in the trees. Then their clothing was revealed each men were dressed in chain mail, their dark turquoise cloaks instantly revealing to me who they were and I felt myself grow pale.
"No..." I gasp as they came closer, and I felt my self move closer to Arthur seeking his safety.
"Merlin?" He asks confused as I moved to his side in fear.
"I...I..." I stutter fear obvious in my voice and I felt like a coward, fearing my own Parent's Knights but before he could answer a voice called out.
"Merlin?!" And I knew it was him, it was my brother.
"Merlin? It's you!" He says again utter happiness taking over his now handsome face. He was the only one I did not fear, my dear Brother, my only family member who did not hate me.
"Mathew?" I gasp, not believing my eyes, mere seconds ago I thought my father finally had caught me, I never would have guessed he would be their. Margaret had never said anything to me about Mathew, but she told me my Parents hated me, regretted my birth, that I was a monster, that they were jealous of the power I held, that they wanted to kill me for it. But never Mathew.
"Oh my god! Merls" He cried as he ran to me, enveloping me in his arms as he sobs into my shoulder and soon I joined him, grieving for all the years I had missed my older brother.
"I cant believe it. Eleven years Merlin! It's been eleven years, I asked everywhere, no one has seen you. Where have you been Mother and Farther are sick with worry, they thought you were dead!" he whispers into my ear.
"I don't understand.." I say as he pulls back
"What?" he asks keeping me close to him as if I would disappear at any moment.
"They hate me. Margaret...she said they wanted me dead. I...she said they said I was a mistake...I don't understand"
"WHAT!" He shouts and I jump in surprise as he shoot his head up from my shoulder, his face full of anger as he gripped my arms.
"Matt, your hurting me" I say wincing at his grip
"HOW DARE SHE!" he shouts again and I cry out in pain as his grip becomes tighter, and I feel Arthur's hands force the hands away, readying himself to protect me.
"Its okay, Arthur" I tell him as Mathew reclaims his calmness, then his eyes went wide in shock.
"Arthur? As in Prince Arthur of Camelot?" He ask's and I nod my head.
"Oh...Gods" He says as his knights all gasp along with him, like they all realised something that I, Arthur and the Camelot Knights did not know.
"What?" Arthur asks.
"You were Betrothed many years ago to the Princess of Ambrosius, and agreement between our Farther" He says and I gasp in realisation.
"I'm betrothed to the Princess of Ambrosius? I don't understand, Their is not Princess" Arthur says, confused.
"I can ensure you there is, and she is right in front of you" Mathew answers.
"Merlin?" Arthur breaths in disbelief.
"Yes. Princess Merlin Emrys of Ambrosius"
So their it was chapter 1!
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Thanks for reading!
-Leggomygreggo2 xx
