Now I know that this has already been done on the show but I wanted to do it again and make a different story out of it, it's set after Morgana has tried to take over Camelot and the episode where the Witchfinder came to Camelot never happened. This is my first Fanfiction that I have ever done so I hope you enjoy!
P.S: I do not own anything, Merlin belongs entirely to the BBC.
He knew he should have been up about half an hour ago but he just couldn't seem to draw himself away from the bed, even the small amount of warmth the thin sheet gave him was a relief from the bitter cold all around. Arthur will kill me if I don't get him his breakfast soon. He thought and with a resigned sigh he decided to get up. As he pulled the sheet away from him and the cold wind from the window hit his bare skin he shivered, he took off his nightclothes and pulled on his shirt and trousers with speed but by the time he hurried out the door he knew he was already late.
It was the dead of winter in Camelot, snow dusted the castle and icicles hung in doorways and off windowsills, Merlin hurried through the castle dodging maids and staff. He ran down to the kitchens to fetch Arthur's breakfast, said a quick hello to the cooks and then almost sprinted to the door. He balanced the tray of food in one hand then quickly opened the door with the other, (obviously not bothering to knock) as usual Arthur sat at his table, fully dressed, with his arms crossed and his you-better-have-a-good-excuse face on. "Erm… surprise?" said Merlin in a slightly shaky voice though not because he was afraid of the prince, more to do with the fact that his teeth where chattering from the cold. "Merlin, you better have a good explanation for being late this time, and stop chattering your teeth it's rather annoying."
"Sorry Arthur but it's freezing, you can't expect me to be able to change my body temperature at will and the reason I was late was because….. ummm"
"Don't bother Merlin, I already know that you slept in and I will devise a fitting punishment. Do you know how long I have waited for you to bring me breakfast? Father will be furious if I am late to meet our guest." Arthur said in his I'm-a-prince-and-I'm-better-than-you tone of voice
Merlin put the tray of food down on the table, as Arthur ate he proceeded to tell his servant all of the chores that needed to be done. "When this meeting is over I need you to clean my room, wash my clothes, shine my armor, polish my boots, sharpen my sword and for being late you can muck out the stables." Merlin moaned and said under his breath. "Clot-pole" and then
"What, I'm coming with you! Since when?"
"Since you became my servant Merlin, honestly sometimes I wonder if you would forget your own head if I didn't remind you it was there each morning." Arthur said as a small smile spread across his face. Merlin didn't pay any attention and was getting increasingly worried about how little time he now had to complete the large number of chores he had. "But Arthur nothing goes on in these meetings and thanks to you I have loads of work…. Arthur, why are you smiling like that?"
"You are very slow aren't you Merlin?" Arthur said as he threw a large goblet at him. THWACK "Owwww!" Merlin wined as he rubbed his head. "What was that for?"
"Oh stop being a girl Merlin, I barely put any force behind that throw!"
"Yeah barely, some people aren't as thick as you knights" Merlin muttered under his breath.
"I heard that Merlin!" Arthur tried to look at him sternly but Merlin could tell by the slight twitching of his lips that he found his remark funny. "Prat" Merlin answered playfully.
"Anyway we better get to the throne room now before our guest arrives" Arthur said the word guest as though he felt mild disgust towards this person but tried to hide it.
"What's so special about this person where meeting? Who are they?" Merlin asked.
"My father has decided that Camelot needs to be cleaned of magic once more, he is convinced that since the 'incident with Morgana magic has leaked into the city again. He has invited an old friend of his who helped him during the 'great purge' The Witchfinder"
Merlin froze. A Whichfinder is coming here! Oh no, I must tell Gaus. "Um sire, before we go to the meeting could I quickly speak to Gaus? There is something of great importance that I need to tell him."
"Of course, If your quick" Arthur didn't miss the note of hysterics in Merlin's voice.
Merlin was out the door before Arthur had a chance to see the expression on his face, which was lucky because if he had it could have confirmed his suspicions.
Is Merlin scared of the Witchfinder? Arthur thought.
Why?
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