Summary:
Uther and his wife tolerate magic if it's not used for destruction, one day Arthur is out hunting but what happens when he rescues a boy from some of Cenreds men. Will he find out why this boy knows so much about the infer muse Emrys and why he will do anything to keep Arthur safe. I don't own Merlin. (Though I wish I did). Will include Mergana and Arewn.
Chapter 1: Rubbish at hunting
Arthurs POV:
Arthur was bored.
Nothing more nothing less, he'd been on this trip for 2 days and they still hadn't caught anything, not even a rat. And what's more one of his knights had lost the compass and the sun was nearly down so they'd be there a further 3 nights.
The early evening sky was gracing them with various shades of reds and oranges. The trees where blowing in the soft mid-summer breeze and the birds where chirping happily in their nests. He was just about to order the knights to stop and make camp when he heard a thud, then a cry coming from somewhere of to his left. He silenced them and dismounted with grace from his horse.
Unsheathing his sword and creeping forward he heard another cry followed by some cruel laughter, the kind you would associate with madness and pure evil. Crouching down he peaked through the bushes. Just in the clearing was a small camp site with a fire in the middle and rugs on the floor to sleep on. But what really caught his attention was the group of burly men standing in a circle around a skinny boy who had his hands tied to a tree and was sitting on the ground while the men kicked him taunting him with suggestions and comments.
The boy only looked about 18 years old, he was unnaturally pale and had unruly raven black hair, which showed off his bright blue eyes. He was wearing a blue top with cotton trousers and a tanned leather jacket. Around his neck he wore a brilliant red neckerchief which Arthur presumed to be some kind of crazy fashion statement. Looking closely at the boy he could see multi-coloured bruises peppered his skin like spots and what's more he could see blood dotted through his blue top.
He was broken from his thoughts by Sir Leon who leaned over and said "They don't look very nice and I'm betting that man didn't volunteer to go with them. We should probably help him"
"I agree, he doesn't look like he appreciates their company" Sir Percival commented.
I sighed it was going to be one of those days where things just happen too quickly to react to them. I nodded and one by one the knights spread out until we had encircled the entire camp. I gave the signal to charge...