War of the Servants
Chapter1- His Heart's Desire
Note: This is my first ever Fic and it's Merthur :D
Special thanks to TeamMerthur who suggested that I should have a go at writing my own Merlin Fic , so I'm just trying it out. I hope you like it =)
Merlin's decision was final. He could not bear to just stand there and let this wedding proceed. Merlin's feelings for Arthur were overflowing with devotion, surely his feelings could possibly be mutual?
"Arthur does not belong to Gwen, he belongs to me! I have to do something!"Merlin desperately thought to himself. He was itching to make a move. Just as he started to take a step forward, Gaius grabbed him by the arm.
"What are you doing Merlin?" asked Gaius who looked rather confused.
"I'm following my heart and doing what I believe is right." Merlin spoke with confidence and determination.
Gaius raised an eyebrow, failing to understand what on earth Merlin was talking about and let go of his arm. Merlin faced forward to see Arthur placing the ring on Guinevere's finger which made Merlin furious and eventually, lose his temper.
"ARTHUR! STOP! YOU CAN'T DO THIS!" Merlin pleaded while walking down the aisle from the back row. Each and every guest exchanged puzzled looks with each other and turned around in shock to see the teary-eyed, skinny servant interrupting the wedding of King Arthur and his beloved Queen. Unfortunately, the couple were just as puzzled as everyone else in the throne room.
"Merlin, what is wrong with you? What do you want?" demanded Arthur, giving Merlin frustrated impatient looks.
" I want YOU" Merlin's walking pace increased as the guest's eyes followed his every move and were astonished at the words that came out of this young man's mouth. At that moment, Merlin didn't care about anything or anyone else in the world and had his mind completely set on Arthur.
Merlin had finally reached Arthur and carelessly pushed Gwen out of the way who dropped the wedding ring. He put his arms around Arthur's neck and kissed him intensely on his lips which were as soft as petals of a rose and were tenderly warm. This sensation comforted Merlin and made him feel relaxed. For a moment, Arthur responded immediately but then became aware of what he was doing.
Taken aback, Arthur pulled his head out of Merlin's grasp and looked him straight in the eye. Merlin felt a strong grab on his left shoulder and tried to shake it off. Despite this, he focused on Arthur's beautiful blue eyes and stroked his golden hair. Then he realised that there was a hand pulling him back, forcing him to groan in pain. Annoyed, he turned around to see what, or rather, who was pulling him away. To his surprise, it was Gwen who had seized him. Merlin gave her a dirty look.
"Get your hands off me! Why the hell are you-"Merlin didn't get the chance to finish his sentence as Guinevere laid a painful and sharp slap across Merlin's reddened cheekbones.
The young warlock had a little spaz attack on his own bed which made him roll onto the floor but yet somehow stayed fast asleep, dribbling on his shirt making him look like a baby.
Suddenly, he was awakened by the sound of a loud splash. Soon it occurred to him that the frosty splash was actually all over him and made him gasp and splutter. Merlin rubbed his eyes to see what was going on. His vision was blurry at first but became soon clearer as he squinted at the sunlight coming out of his bedroom window.
He got up to find that Arthur was staring straight at him with a bucket in his hand. This is what he wanted to wake up to every morning- The handsome King Arthur. Merlin couldn't help but gaze dreamily at Arthur's face and grinning a little.
Forgetting about his wet clothes, he thought about the dream he just had. The dream was so vivid that he felt as if he had actually kissed Arthur in reality. He chuckled at the thought that Arthur had no idea about this and imagined his reaction if he was to find out.
"MERLIN!" snapped Arthur, startling Merlin.
" Sorry to interrupt your little daydream there but I'm sure you have plenty of better things you should be doing for me" Arthur said arrogantly.
"Like what?" Merlin asked, knowing what to expect as a reply but he couldn't get enough of Arthur's smooth voice.
"Like polishing my armour, feeding the horses, mucking out the stables, NEED I GO ON?"
"Um no thanks, I could do without your bragging commands. Especially since I'm not even up yet!" Merlin replied, enjoying the view of Arthur's adorable face first thing in the morning.
"WELL GET UP THEN YOU DOLLOPHEAD! It was a rhetorical question, and remember, I'm your King not your friend." Arthur shouted at Merlin.
Merlin didn't really listen to what he was saying and obediently nodded, but could not take his eyes off the exquisite looking King.
Arthur looked at him awkwardly and made his way out. Gwen was standing in the doorway with a lit up smile on her face, waiting for Arthur to join her. He put an arm around her and walked out of Merlin's view.
Merlin felt a stinging feeling of jealousy inside him and part of him died a little. He clenched his fists as tears were welling up inside his eyes. No matter what it took, he had to get rid of Gwen – fast.
I would very much appreciate if you let me know what you think of this chapter :D