Now these are all connected one shots telling the story about an AU where there is a twist. Morgana isn't evil, but is magic and doesn't know it, Gwaine and Lancelot are there, Merlin is still a Dragon Lord (:O!) and Morgouse is about, but Morgana hasn't met her! I love it I do. Anyways, this is my first, so go easy on me. Please?
Number 1: You're Not Merlin
Arthur was more than furious. He was livid.
Merlin was late -not that there was anything unusual about that- and Arthur had lost a bet with said manservant. And now Merlin was going to muck out the princes stables in penitence.
Then, standing in front of Giaus' quarters stood Merlin, his back to Arthur as he leisurely leaned against the cold stone.
Arthur charged forwards.
"MER-," the person turned, "-lin?"
Although the person looked similar to Merlin it was certainly not him. Unless Giaus had created a potion to change gender.
In front of Arthur stood a young woman -not much older than the prince himself- dressed in the most peculiar way. Much like his manservant, she wore a royal blue loose shirt, a thin brown jacket, black breeches and boots, all made from a poor quality despite the vibrant colours. She even wore the infuriating scrap of red material Merlin was so fond of. But there were a few subtle differences; around her middle she wore a thick black belt, highlighting soft curves instead of sharp angles. Her jacket was smaller than Merlin's as well; this one actually fit her. Her raven hair seemed blue black in the sunlight as it tumbled past her shoulders to hang straight at her waist. Soft pale skin, with blue eyes an exact copy of Merlin's if not for the shade darker their colour. Thin, heart shaped face, looking at him almost quizzically. But her sapphire eyes burned with warmth he almost felt as they drank him in. Just as suddenly, it was replaced by an icy fire, without heat, care or kindness. But filled with hate.
"You're not Merlin," Arthur finally managed.
"No," the girl said coldly, "I'm Guinevere. And you must be Prince Prat!"
Arthur was so shocked he almost took a step back, eerily reminded of his first encounters with Merlin.
"Gwen!" Arthur and Gwen turned to stare at the auburn haired girl who had suddenly appeared in the doorway to Merlin and Giaus' home, "That is not the way we greet people!" the two girls caught eyes, the icy blue of the girls hardening slightly, "No matter what we think of them,"
Gwen dropped her gaze first, turning the angry glare to the floor. She kicked a stone, shoving her hands in her pockets as she childishly muttered, "I don't see why I should have to show consideration to someone I consider a prat,"
The redhead shot a glare at the girl then smiled at Arthur, "Don't mind her, she doesn't like travelling,"
"Or prats,"
"I'm Daniela," the auburn girl said through obviously gritted teeth. She elbowed Gwen as she gave Arthur a charming smile through red lips. She was the one you would be more likely to notice in an appealing way; soft curves highlighted by the simple clinging material of her dark green dress. She curtsied, and Gwen -albeit rolling her eyes- did the same, only hers seemed more sarcastic.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Prince Arthur," Daniela had straightened up again as she gave him a proper, perfect smile.
Gwen's face was blank as she turned and stormed into Giaus' quarters.
"She's charming," Arthur remarked.
Daniela laughed, "Better get used to it,"
And that was my twist! Gwen was Merlin's sister! More to come.
Cookies to anyone who can guess why she hates Arthur!
P.S, any idea's for what should happen?