My latest Arthur and Merlin yearn, I'm enjoying writing these lord knows why. Any way the usual at the start here, I don't own these characters or the series the BBC does.
I sent you away.
Chapter one: The change.
It all started with an argument, a few poems and one very determined dark haired lady who just wanted to see the two men she thought of as brothers finally together and happy.
Oh my love
I sent you away
Far away
As far from me
As I could find.
Oh my love
I sent you away
And now I lament
I feel the loss
Every day my heart hurts more.
Oh my love
I sent you away
But I wish you were home
here beside me.
I want to take back the words
The words that sent you away.
Oh My love
I sent you away
So far away
I've looked
I've searched
But I can't find you.
Oh My love
I sent you away
But now I'm begging
Return to me
And fill my hurting, haunted, heart
with love once more.
Morgana smiled at the poem she had found in Arthur's room she could guess who it was all about, the dark haired lady had known that the prince of Camelot had feelings for his man servant but she hadn't had any idea that they ran quiet this deep and from the sound of the poem Arthur hadn't realised that he loved Merlin ether until after the dark haired young man had left Camelot.
The kings ward could still remember the day the dark haired young man had left Camelot, the man servant had finally worked up enough courage to tell Arthur he loved him and also he could use magic. The fact the dark haired man could use magic Arthur had confided to Morgana after Merlin was gone.
The dark haired young woman could still recall Arthur shouting, it had been so load the prince had told Merlin to get out, to get as far away from him as was humanly possible and not to come back ever.
In a complete panic Merlin had fled Arthur's rooms the man servant had been in tears and took the princes words quiet to heart, this fact had only been discovered after Morgana had managed to calm Arthur down long enough make him realise that he had been a complete prat.
When the blond haired prince and she had goon to the man servants rooms so that Arthur could apologise to him for over reacting, they had been informed by the rather distressed palace physician that Merlin was gone, he had literally taken all that was his packed it and ran away from Arthur's wrath.
Morgana recalled Arthur's face perfectly, it had drained completely white and he had looked like some one had just taken something precious from him or worse that some one the prince cared for had died.
Very quickly the prince had taken his men and searched high and low for his friend only to return to the castle empty handed, after this incident Arthur had fallen into a kind of melancholy from which he had never quiet recovered. The young prince had taken to writing poetry, this was to let out his feelings, at first his father had objected to this practise of Arthur's until Gaius had told the king it was probably best for Arthur to write the poetry rather then him becoming even more depressed.
Once Gaius had told the king this Uthar had dropped his objections to his son's writing, Morgana always collected up the poetry that Arthur wrote and stored it away, pretty soon there would be enough for a whole book of poems, it had become obvious to the kings ward that at some point in the last year Arthur's love for his missing man servant had grown, it was stronger then ever as was the prince's desire to have Merlin return to him.
Most of the poems he wrote tended to follow the same themes they were usually some thing about love, loss or being sorry. Morgana knew from reading them that the only way to make Arthur smile again and be whole once more was to find Merlin, but how could she hope to find him when even Arthur could not?
This was a good question but not one that was with out an answer, a good place to start on her quest for Merlin's location, was most likely by talking to his other friend and long time confident Gwen.
Morgana located her servant getting out her things to ware for the meal that evening. "Ahh Gwen just the person I wanted to see."
"Yes my lady what is it?"
"I wanted to talk to you about Merlin, please sit down."
Obediently but a little frightened Gwen sat down and Morgana sighed. "Gwen don't look at me like that I'm not going to hurt you or report you to Uthar for knowing about Merlin." A look of relief came over Gwen's face and Morgana spoke again. "But I would like to know if you, might be able to tell me were I can find Merlin?"
Gwen gulped a slight nervousness returning to her. "Well I know were he is but I'd want to know why you wish to see him before I tell you were to go."
"After all that's happened here, I think that you wanting to know my reasons for wishing to seeing Merlin is quiet correct."
The female servant smiled at her lady and let out a relived sigh. "Thank you for being so understanding."
"Gwen Merlin is your friend, it is understandable that you would wish to protect him from further harm. As for why I wish to see him, well I want to talk to him about Arthur. . . before you interrupt, I think he needs to know Arthur has changed and I'm probably the best person to tell him that after all I am the one most likely to notice. There is however also this poem and others that I believe Merlin should see." Morgana held the poem out to Gwen.
Quietly Gwen excepted the offered paper and read what was written there, as she did her eyes went wide and soft. "Oh it's lovely. I can tell from the hand writing Arthur wrote this and it's plane who it's about too. Hmm I think your right you should see Merlin and tell him what is going on here."
"I am glad you agree, so will you tell me were he is so I can going and do this."
"Before I do you have to promise not to tell Arthur."
"I promise on the memory of my beloved farther I will not tell Arthur were Merlin is."
With a satisfied nod and a smile, Gwen leant in and whispered into Morgana's ear were she could find Merlin.