Message to my followers (from the start and to the 22-08-13) who I thank for believing in my story = Okay, to be honest I quite think I made a few mistake with the first chapter and I don't really like the story I had started, so that's why I'm starting a new one. Please do not hate me for changing story!

WARNING: A few spoilers will appear in this story and the information for those of you who have not seen the second and the following seasons yet!

This story takes place during no special season of the Tv-series, but Camelot is under the regime of Uther and Morgana isn't evil. Not sure which of the knights to have with or not, but you will probable notice.

This is my first Merlin-story and I have seen all the seasons, but capturing character is not my strongest side, so please tell me if you think I'm being wrong to anyone ;)

The skies over the big castle wore a grey coat of heavy clouds. Flags were flying and smattered in the whipping wind, making the few people who was outside fight to stay upright. The strong wind whistled through the castle and nearly blew out all fires and candles.

"Just... great!" Arthur muttered as he pulled his coat closer around him "Fantastic start of the big tournament!"

As I was struggling with keeping the window closed I looked at my master and friend, even if none of us had spoken it out load.

"Don't worry, Arthur" I said as loud as I could to drown out the wind "You will get your time to shine!"

Arthur muttered once again, but I could not discern what it was since the wind conquered all other sounds. I pushed my hardest, but unfortunately my physical strength was not enough so with a quick glance at Arthur, making sure he was not looking, I casted a spell over the window which made it close with a big thud.

Pleased with myself I smiled widely.

"Now when you finished playing with the window, help me get dressed for the banquette" Arthur demanded and stood up from his bed.

I could not help but to roll his eyes at his insensitivity before picking up the finest clothes that Arthur owned. When I got closer I scented something and wrinkled my nose.

"Have you..." I asked and sniffed in the air "Have you put on some extra perfume?"

Under the short second I found this totally amusing I saw how the prince blushed, before he pushed my away by trying to hit me with his belt. Me being quicker I easily jumped out of the way.

"I'm a prince, I think I can handle myself without your idiotic help" he said with a tone I recognized as shame, but disguised as annoyance.

He very often used that tone and I think that he never really knows it himself, nor anyone else.

I tried my best to hide my laughter, but a snore-like sound slipped from my lips and that made Arthur throw a small cushion at me. This time I did not got the time to react and it hit my right in the chest.

"If you don't start behaving like a real servant I will put you in the stocks" Arthur threatened and glared at me with his blue eyes like a mirror, showing the shame of me finding out about his extra attempt.

"Yes, milord" I answered politely, but still smiling of amusement.

Arthur silently took the shirt I was handing out for him. His lips tight together to really show that he really did not like me at the moment. It happened way to often that the prince got mad at me, but this time I felt there was something different.

Arthur seemed nervous since he had trouble getting his clothes on and was moving around, thinking of something that made his face twist in different expressions. This puzzled me because I could not think of any reason why Arthur could be nervous.

It could be the big tournament. But why would he put on extra perfume if he was nervous over the tournament? Different kind of thoughts went through my head, but me being smart (for once) held quiet.

Later that evening

The wind had slowed just enough for nearly all guests and participants in the tournament to arrive just in time for the big banquette. Camelot had made sure to make it the biggest fest(?) possible under the circumstances as a little comfort for the tired travelers.

I, for once, had manage to persuade Arthur to let me be a part of the banquette and to my big surprise I did not have to be his personal pass-up(?). This made my uneasy feeling about something being wrong with Arthur even bigger.

I made sure to keep an eye at Arthur during the banquette, from my place opposite him at the knights's table, to see if I could discern anything different in my master's behavior, but it seemed like normal. He drank, he talked, he laughed.

But suddenly I saw something. It was more of an accident that I noticed how Arthur stopped listening to Sir Gwaine's story of how he manage to get with some girl. It did not interest me a lot so I just looked around the table and saw how Arthur moved his eyes from Gwaine to somewhere behind me and his eyes started to shine with a suspicious glow, becoming more intense.

My curiosity made me turn a bit indiscreet, because who would care that I looked around, and I started to smile. Now everything feel to place with Arthur's weird behavior.

Coming into the room was a young woman wearing a ordinary beautiful red dress and long dark hear that feel beautifully down her shoulders and back. Her eyes searched the room for the person she was looking for and I turned my gaze to Arthur, who was intensely watching as the young woman made her way through the hall.

"Aah, Gwen!" Sir Lancelot exclaimed with a happy voice as she stopped near our table.

I had for long known about Arthur's affections for Guinevere and I could understand him. She was a kind-hearted and equitable young woman who had manage to take care of herself since long back. Also she was very beautiful.

"Sires" Gwen said politely and did a curtsy(?) "I only wish to speak a moment with Merlin"

Arthur nodded and told that it was perfectly fine. I could still see the glow in Arthur's eyes and I little sting of jealousy went through me as I saw Gwen's quick glance at the prince had the same intense glow.

I was not jealous that Gwen fancied Arthur, but that they were in love. I had lost my true love not too long ago and it still hurted me to think of it.

As I stood up I caught a movement near me and I turned my head to see what it was, since I did not want to bump into someone of big importance and embarrass Arthur and the rest of the royal family.

When I saw what it was my heart dropped and I could feel how all color disappeared from my face. I could not believe what I was seeing. It had to be the vine, because it was impossible. I tried my best to breath, but the big shock made my eye sight smaller and before I fell unconscious to the floor I saw the big and warm smile of Freya.

There you go ladies and gentlemen, I hope you like it. Please tell me if I've done any character wrong. I'll do my best to have next chapter up next friday, the 30th August.