chapter1
Once upon a time in a far away land, there lived a King and his Queen who loved each other very much.
After being married for years, the Queen, one day walked up to her husband.
"Dear, I love you so much and I wish for nothing more then to bestow a gift to you. The gift of a son."
The King filled with joy at his wifes words.
And so they began their journey.
For many years they had tried to have a child, a Prince. A gift from the Queen to her King. An heir to their throan. The Queen did not understand what was going wrong. Yes, she loved the King, but she wanted to bare his child. A part of the King would be in this child. When the king was away, she would see the King in his child.
She became desperate.
One night the Queen and King stood at their balcony.
The King grabbed onto his wifes hand. "We should not try any longer." The King said.
The Queen was going to protest, but the King cut in.
"I do not want to argue, Dear. I am tired." With that, the King walked back inside.
The Queen stared after the King. When the King walked back inside, the Queen stared up at the sky and saw one single star. Then she blinked and one shiny tear fell onto the balcony floor.
After a few more tears were shed, the Queen turned to the Castle chambers. Just as she was at the thresh hold, the Queen heard something.
A tingle.
She turned back around and she gasped.
There stood a man. He wore black all over. His hair was long and dark. As were his eyes.
"Oh, don't be frighten, My Lady. I have come to help you."
"Help me?" The Queen whispered.
"You wish for a child? Do you not?"
"How can you help with that?" The Queen asked surprised.
The man peered behind the queen. She turned around and saw the King in the chambers. She understood that the secret man wanted his help to be secret.
The Queen stared at her husband, who was looking sad. And so, the desperate Queen silently closed the balcony doors. She turned back around to the dark man.
The man smiled darkly.
"Please, how can you help me?" The queen asked.
"I can give you your child." The man said. "For a price."
"I'll give anything to have my husbands child." The Queen quickly stated.
The dark man smirked evily. "Don't you want to know what the prize is?"
"No price is too high to give my husband this child."
The man smiled even darker as he dug into a pouch that hung on his side. He pulled out a paper. This was easier then he thought. People were not wrong when they said love makes you do crazy things.
"All you have to do, is sign." He slowly handed over a quill to the Queen.
"That's all?" The Queen asked.
The man nodded once.
The Queen reached out her and and just as slowly as the man, grabbed onto the quill. The queen looked at the paper.
"Remember what you said, 'no price is too much'." The man said.
The Queen cleared her throat and nodded. he brought the quill down to the paper. Just as she was about to write the first letter of her name, there was a prick on her finger.
She hissed and the quill dropped to the ground.
The man smiled. "That will do." He began pulling the paper back towards himself. But not before the queen saw a drop of her blood on the paper.
The Queen looked to her hand. She brows narrowed when she saw a cut in the shape of a teardrop. She stared back at the man.
"Who are you?" She asked.
The man smiled evily and his eyes turned gold.
The Queen felt her finger burn a little. she stared back at it and saw that it too was gold.
"You will have your child." The man said.
The Queen stared up at him.
"Until his sixteen birthday."
The queens eyes widen. "W-what?" She breathed.
"Then he is mine." With that, the man disapeared with a poof, into thin air.
The queen ran to the corner of the balcony and looked down. There was no one there. The queen brought her hand to her stomach.
"He wants my baby?"
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It was suppose to be a happy day, the day the baby was born. Only the Queen was full of tears. She never told her husband about the deal between her and...
Well, she didn't know who it was.
The King walked up to his wife as he held the baby in his arms. "We did it." He said happily. "We have our baby. And guess what? Our son has your eyes." He frowned when he saw no sign of happiness in his Queens eyes. "Would you like to hold your son?" He asked sadly.
The Queen stood silent.
What was the point of getting happy about a son that wasn't going to be theirs all their lives?
The King walked next to the bed. The Queen turned away from the baby. So the King did the only thing he could think of. He kissed his son on the head laid the baby on the bed, next to his mother.
Thats when the Queen knew she wanted her baby more then anything.
When she heard that first cry.
XOXOXOXOXO
The Queen walked into the throan room. "Merlin?" She shook her head then walked back out.
The Queen had been looking for the little boy for an hour.
"Merlin?" She checked in his bedroom. She sighed.
Just when the queen was about to give up and turned around she gasped and brought her hand to her chest when she almost got run over by a young boy.
"Hi mommy!" The dark haired boy ran passed the Queen.
"Merlin?"
The boy stopped and turned.
"Arthurs looking for you Merlin."
"I know, Mommy. That's the point."
The Queen stared confused.
"We're playing hide and seek." Merlin whispered. He stared at his mother with big light blue eyes.
The Queen opened her mouth to tell her son Arthur said not to find him. But her baby looked so happy, she couldn't take that smile away. So she just smiled and nodded.
"Bye mommy."
The Queen watch as her seven year old son continued running. Poor Prince Merlin had no clue that Prince Arthur actually was running 'away' from him.
The young Prince Arthur was from a near by kindom. The Queens from the two kindoms had known each other for a long time. Arthurs mother had been overjoyed when she heard Prince Merlin was to be born. She was the one that insited on Arthur and Merlin meeting. She felt the two Princes would be very close.
Arthur being two at the time had thought Merlin was a good baby. As the years passed, the young Prince Arthur had grown futher away from the young Prince Merlin.
That was until many years later.