Sadly I do not own Merlin, Enjoy!
"Merlin!" The usual voice called. Arthur, maybe he could save me from this. "Merlin!" The angered spilled from his voice like poison He opened the door and walked in. "Merlin why haven't you answered any of the calls?" He quitted his voice when he saw his servant's pathetically weak facial expression.
"Sorry sire, Leon asked for a favor. I can't refuse the knights, you said so yourself."
"Well I need you to clean my best clothes now." I got an old pair of the usual dirtiness thrown his way.
"Yes sire." Merlin followed Arthur to his chambers and served the king his lunch. I went towards Arthur as he order for his drink to be refilled.
"You can go Merlin." The young servant was shocked but he didn't want to leave his king's comforting side.
"Are you sure sire?"
"Yes, you need to clean my clothes. You must do a fantastic job." He said jokingly. "You need to rest. You look exhausted." He rested his hand on mine. "You need your health Merlin, oh and Merlin one more thing." He gave that look the usual one with so much love in his eyes. "It's Arthur not sire." Arthur gave a beautiful smile and sentenced me to a day of rest with that and I walked the common halls of the castle to come to the warm room of the court physician. Gaius watched me as I walked to my room. All I could think of was the experience that happened this morning. It's how many of my days started out anymore. Leon would come to me and ask for a "favor" in which would make me late for Arthur. This morning was different though. Last night at the dinner he watched over me and my wondering eyes. This morning he pulled me into his room throwing one question after another.
"You're in love with him aren't you? You whore you know you are mine. Give up on this fantasy of Arthur he would never want something like you. He will never have you." He became angered when the king began to yell for Merlin's services. Leon grabbed Merlin by his neckerchief. "Go to him but never forget you are mine." With that he gave a sift punch in the gut, and I was off to answer Arthur's wishes.
These painful memories kept me up all night. I went to work the next day with Arthur's cleaned clothes and even more bags under my eyes than the day before. I opened the doors to the king's chambers. Pulling the curtains open I woke up the king for another day of chores.
"Merlin, I need my clothes." He yawned as he crawled out the bed. Arthur crawled a little more and fell from the bed onto the cold floor. "Merlin," He yelled once more. "Come help me." I giggled and help him get up off of the ground. The sleepy body turned its tables as I pulled him up off the floor. This time Arthur fell onto my weak body.
"Arthur would you wake up?" I pleaded. He argued but pulled himself off of me. I helped clothe him and brought him his usual breakfast.
"Today is the day when you sign your treaty." I told him as I began to arrange the freshly washed clothes on his figure. He looked in the mirror at my fragile body.
"Merlin what is that? "He questioned as I noticed the purple showing up from my raised shirt.
"That, sire, is my tummy." I answered squirming to cover it up once more with the cloth.
"What's up with you lately? You always call me Arthur not sire and now the next thing I know you have a bruised tummy." He turned around and raise my shirt revealing even more bruises. He let the palm of his hand find each purple section, which was practically my whole body, and tried to sooth them.
"Arthur it's nothing, now let's finish putting on your shirt." He wouldn't let it go, he wouldn't let me go. He was worried. He had a lost look in his eyes
"Who is doing this?" He was angered. Leon, I wanted to scream. Leon, I wanted the whole castle to hear the name of the sadist who did this to me.
"You know how much of a klutz I am. I've fallen so many times. The marks are just starting to show up now." I lied. We were quite until we went to the treaty signing in which Arthur began to speak. I remained quiet. Leon walked over me to as we watched the signing commence.
"Come to my cambers tonight." I hear whispered behind my hair and pass by till it joined the other knights in the circle which covered the treaty. A shiver went down my spine when the whisper went past. My smile began to drop. The singing soon ended and everyone shuffled into the dinning room. I walked around serving every noble with a new drink. Max severed all of the knights their drinks and other servants took the food. Arthur could drink as much wine as Gwaine could drink in the tavern. Of course, in this meal Gwaine was taking as many filled goblets as Arthur. I watched Max get trampled in all of the orders of knights. I felt sorry for him so after I refilled Arthur's drink I helped him by refilling Mordred's drink. The knight's drink much more than every noble there. Once I filled Mordred's drink I returned to the nobles. Along the passage I felt a hand jet out and grab my crotch. The liquid almost spilled out of the pitcher.
"Don't forget my drink." I quickly poured his drink and left quickly. "Tonight," He whispered. "You better be there." He threatened.