Oh dear, the plot bunnies are scheming again. This time it think that we all know where this is headed. I promise that the next chapter of 'Why does this always happen to me' will be up either today or tomorrow. Well I will see you soon. This should be finished today but I may get side-tracked. Hopefully this story shouldn't offend anyone, *gosh it is 2015, get with the times*. Can anyone guess what this secret of Merlin's is? Or should I say who?
Now onto the story :)
The secrets of a manservant.
Secrets. Secrets are everywhere. Everyone has them. Some are small and others, large. One thing that is true of all secrets, is that if you keep them then the rumours will start. Rumours start when people try to guess what you are keeping or if they have some evidence to support their own ideas.
One person who was no stranger to secrets was a young warlock, Merlin. By day he was the clumsy man servant of the king, Arthur, and by night he was the most powerful warlock, Emrys. He kept his magic a secret, so he could keep himself and others safe. But this was not the only secret he kept.
Merlin was carrying Arthur's breakfast to the king's chambers when he overheard two servant girl's voices discussing a rumour that they had heard.
"Oh did you hear?" One girl said the other.
"Hear what?" The other maid replied.
"The king's manservant is keeping a dire secret" The first girl said whilst giggling.
"Oh is he now? What is it now?" The second girl said, seeming quite interested in the conversation about Merlin's life.
The first girl whispered something into the others ear, not nearly loud enough should Merlin wish to hear what she was saying. He continued onwards to the kings chambers, starting to worry. What if they knew who he really was? Merlin couldn't remove the thought from his mind as he walked into Arthur's room, dropping the plate of food on the wooden table.
Merlin was even more worried. What if Arthur knew?
"Oh Merlin, nice of you to join me" Arthur said with a scowl. "This is the second time this week you have woken me up late. What are you doing so late at night that even you can't get up early, like your job says you should?"
Merlin blushed. What if Arthur found out about that as well? At least he wouldn't be executed for that secret.
"If that will be all." Merlin started "Sire" He added sarcastically.
"Actually Merlin, for once, I have no more need you today" Arthur said suddenly.
"Really?" Merlin questioned cautiously.
"You idiot. Of course not! Go and polish my Armour." Arthur snapped back "and Merlin?"
Merlin jumped "W-what?"
"Once you're finished you can sharped my swords and do the laundry. Merlin get on with it and stop being a girl about it." Arthur finished.
Merlin turned on the balls of his feet and left the room, making for the armoury.