Just a little note to tell you what my story is about…
-It's written in two POVs: Arthur's and Merlin's. I thought it would be interesting to combine the two.
-It's set after series 3 when Merlin has just put the sword in the stone (sorry for spoilers :S )
- Arthur finds Merlin's magic book and tries out a few spells which I think has never been done before… sorry if it has!
-Merlin has to save Arthur's life in front of the entire court when Morgana and Morgause (who I think survived) try to kill him.
Arthur's POV
It started off as just a normal day. I was calmly going about my many chores that as crowned prince of Camelot it was my responsibility to perform.
The day was nearly at an end and I was taking an evening walk, enjoying the beautiful castle that I was so fortunate to grow up in. As I strolled along the ancient corridors I heard a noise from the armoury. The sound was deep and echoing. It sounded like a man's voice.
As I grew nearer the sound I was able to make out words. What I heard made my heart freeze with fear.
"Gúðbill, áræman."
The words were elongated and said slowly as though the speaker was having trouble reading and pronouncing them.
I heard the man sigh in frustration and throw something heavy on to the hard stone floor.
"Gúðbill, áræman!"
I looked through the gap in the wooden door and saw, to my horror, a shield bearing the Pendragon crest hovering unnaturally in the air, a good metre above the ground.
The person who had cast the spell had his back to me, he was wearing a dated looking green cloak that reached the floor and hid his identity.
He cheered with joy as he succeeded to make the shield float and did a strange little dance that oddly reminded me of someone. But who? I just couldn't put my finger on it, something about this man was familiar…