A/N: I'm new to writing Fan fictions so please review, tell me if I am doing bad or good and if I should continue. :D
Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin or any of its entities/characters.
Merlin looked down at Mordred through the window in Arthur's chambers with such fear in his eyes. He was destined to be the most powerful warlock Albion had ever known and yet this one druid boy, made him doubt that. The vision from the crystal cave kept relaying through his mind, the vision from the Seer's pool about Arthur's bane and now the Disir. Merlin didn't know how much more of it he could take. Telling Arthur that magic shouldn't be brought back was heart-breaking to him. All of it he did to prevent the future, but only sealed it even more. He shook his head and wiped away his tears, forcing a smile on his face as his opened the kings curtains and turned around. "Morning Sunshine!"
Arthur moaned and rolled in his bed, his eyes waking slowly. Merlin had just left the room to grab Arthur's breakfast. "MERLIN!" Arthur yelled so loud that even the guards that were positioned outside his quarters jumped. Turning around, Merlin ran back to his chamber poking his head through the door.
"Yes Sire?" He tilted his head a little so he could fully see the king.
"Could you explain what this is to me please?" He held up his armour. "Well?"
Merlin smiled widely. "Ugh…" He ran into the room and held out his arms as Arthur threw it to his chest. He inched back a little from the force of the throw. "Well how was I supposed to know you were going out today?" He pleaded back assertively.
"Merlin, this task was a secret, and knowing your mouth it wouldn't have been if I told you yesterday. Sometimes I wonder if you could even keep a secret if your life depended on it."
"You'd be surprised." Merlin yelled as Gwen walked through the room with a surprised look on her face.
"Here's your breakfast Arthur." She said so quaint and handed it to him, eyeing Merlin to go do whatever it was he should be doing before Arthur threw him in the dungeons, Merlin left the room mumbling. Walking down the empty hallways he stopped in front of Morgana's old chambers. Looking left to right he saw no one "Alysan duru ronne." Unlocking the door Merlin slowly walked in, everything was left in the exact same place, in the exact same position it was before she left with Morgause. A flush of memories came rushing back to him. Her porcelain skin so fragile, her long black raven hair that shined with beauty, her silk woven gown that fell down past her feet. Her Image clearly seen in his eyes as he imagined her sitting on her bed, brushing her hair back, allowing the sun to hit her features and make her skin radiate. Merlin dropped Arthur's armour and a clang fell on the floorboards, he blinked and the image faded as quick as it came. How long had he been in Morgana's room? Arthur was going to kill him. Using magic he polished Arthurs armour in mere seconds and left Morgana's room to take it to him.
Gwen was still in Arthur's room, and Gwaine also was there. His armour already fitted on tight. Merlin looked over at Arthur who was impatiently waiting for his armour. Gwen spun to the door as it made a creaking sound and took Arthurs armour off Merlin and fitted it onto her husband.
"Thank you Merlin." Gwen spoke and Arthur left the room with Gwaine, hurrying to ready the horses with the other knights. "Look after him will you Merlin." Her face looking worried.
"Always do Gwen." He smiled and walked out behind Arthur. Merlin's head turned down the hallway to Morgana's room again, his pace slowing as he did. Walking outside the main doors and down the stairs into the courtyard, he grabbed a horse and all the supplies he would need. Sir Leon, Mordred, Percival and Sir Elyan were all waiting steadily on their horses. Gwaine, Arthur and Merlin then hopped on their horses and began to ride.
"Where exactly are we going Sire?" Merlin said, riding alongside Arthur outside the gates. Arthur turned to face merlin, a serious look on his face.
"We are going to find my Uncle Agravaine's tomb Merlin." He said so seriously and rode faster into the forest just outside of Camelot. Merlin's eyes widened, this was the first time Arthur even spoke of his uncle after his death. Merlin wondered what intentions Arthur would have for going there, a concerned feeling passed through his mind as they rode into the forest.
A/N: So that was chapter 1, I do have a lot of exams at the moment so I don't know when or even if I should update, so please review and tell me if you would like to hear more of this story. I would also like to know if I have crap grammar or spelling, it would help me a lot to improve. Thanks!
~CrypticFantasy