Eyes are Always Watching

The queen Guinevere's new maid Adelaide was walking down the halls of the new and unfamiliar castle to the king and queen's chambers to start her duties. She had just arrived in Camelot after travelling days from her home village to fulfill the position. Her mother had apparently well know the queen's father when they were younger, and Adelaine was the queen's age, so she had been entrusted with the honor of being her maid. She had never met Guinevere, but had heard rumors around the village of her beauty and kindness, so she hoped for the best. Adelaine knew she would also be seeing the king and his manservant very often too, and wondered what they were like.

Adelaine stopped in the hallway, looking in a nearby mirror to see if she looked acceptable. She had light-ish olive skin, bright emerald, almond shaped eyes, and wavy brown hair with random light highlights. She had high cheekbones, full lips, and a pretty average looking nose. Some would say she was extremely beautiful, but Adelaine had always thought her self not to her liking. She was quite a humble, caring, intelligent woman, who had grown up poor and was extremely ecstatic opportunity. She was wearing a simple cotton, dark purple peasant's dress with a black corset. Nothing special. She sighed at her rather boring appearance in her opinion, and turned down the hall to finally meet her mistress. When she arrived at the door, she knocked on the door and awaited a response.

"Come in," Called out a deep ,"called a deep voice from inside, which she assumed was the king's voice. She walked into the room and stood at the entrance taking it all in. It was absolutely amazing, just that one room was bigger than her whole house, and she had to stop her mouth from almost hitting the floor. She then realized that the three people in the room were staring at her and she slightly nodded and bowed, saing, "Your Highnesses," before looking at attention, ready to begin her duties.

"You must be Adelaine. How wonderful to meet you. You are quite beautiful," a gorgeous young woman that must be the queen stated. So far,so well, Adelaine thought to herself.

"Thank you your highness. It is an honor to meet you," she said politely, slightly blushing with a bright smile, turning her head towards and handsome blond man, and his cute scrawny, yet attractive dark-haired servant. "And you must be king Arthur and his Servant. I am Adelaine. It's nice to meet you," she said in her sweet, velvety voice. The king nodded, whilst the dark- haired man stepped forward, and she noticed piercing blue eyes, and he shook her hand, and smiled very largely saying,"Merlin. Nice to meet you." He then stepped back, visibly studying her. Merlin thought she was extremely gorgeous, her beauty even rivaling Gwen"s. In recent events though, Merlin had noticed even the most beautiful of women, like Adelaine, did not attract him, which was very strange as a young man, whom had only really kissed a girl a couple times, and was still a virgin. You think he'd be anxious to be with a woman, but he honestly found the thought quite strange. Along with this strange sexual awakening, he had noticed how he tended to find men more of his angling, which very much scared and confused him. Not only was he a powerful sorcerer, which was still outlawed, but he knew a man fancying a man was unheard and, in all, repulsively gross. Why in bloody hell should a man be attracted to men. Merlin just found the spiral of thoughts circling his head to be so terrifyingly engrossing, but he quickly turned his attention back to his new co-worker, who seemed like she wouldn't be a horrible person to work with.

"What of my chores would you like me start with your majesty?" Adelaine asked, interrupting Merlin's thoughts.

"The laundry and helping Merlin clean up the room would be all required of you today, until you attend to our dinner with Merlin tonight, thank you," The queen stated, adding, "And please, call me Gwen. Consider me your friend, not your queen," added Gwen graciously. Adelaine nodded, grabbing the clothing, and left. Everyone resummed their passed activities silently, processing their thoughts on the new servant girl.