The day everything changed for Merlin, seemed like any other day.
The sun was out, gracing all of the kingdom of Camelot with its presence. The birds sang happily in the clear, crystal sky and Merlin was, once again, late serving Arthur.
Merlin was practically running down the busy halls of Camelot's castle, with Arthur's breakfast tray balancing in between his arms.
He darted in between knights and servants alike as he tried to reach the King's chamber door in the shortest amount of time. Each person he past with a quick "Sorry." Over his shoulder, smiled at him and shook their heads. Some things never changed.
Merlin finally arrived at Arthur's chamber door with out spilling a single piece of food off the tray, a new record, and placed it down quietly on the table near by. He strolled over to the curtains and yanked them open, gleefully saying "lets have you lazy daisy! You've been in bed far too long already."
Arthur just groaned, he absolutely hated mornings, rolled over and threw a pillow at Merlin's turned back.
Merlin just tossed the pillow back onto the large bed and pulled the covers off of the sleeping King. "Come on sleeping beauty, you've slept enough."
"Well if you weren't late then I would not have slept in." Replied Arthur as he sat up in the bed and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
"Come on Arthur you've got training in 10 minutes." Merlin said as he dragged Arthur out of his bed and slipped his clothes on. He dragged Arthur towards the table and dumped him in the chair.
Merlin left the King's chambers and headed down to the armoury to collect Arthur's armour for the day.
He strolled over to the rack, rolled up his sleeves and reached out to grab the armour.
However Merlin stopped mid reach, arms still out stretched as he noticed a black inky mark on his left arm just under his elbow.
Merlin tried rubbing the offending spot but it didn't budge. It appeared to be some type of faded writing but it was difficult to near impossible to make out.
Not thinking much of it Merlin just rolled his sleeves back down and collected the armour in his arms and headed back to the King's chambers.
Merlin helped Arthur in to his armour and together they headed down to the training field.
For the day Merlin watched as Arthur trained with his most trusted knights, in between his chores Merlin admired Arthur. The way his muscles flexed as he swung Excalibur or the way his golden locks glowed under the pure rays of the sunlight.
Merlin let out a long suffering sigh knowing that no matter how much he wanted Arthur to even notice him as a friend, he never would. Or never would as something more.
After training Merlin helped Arthur out of his heavy armour his fingers making agonising glancing with his King's warm skin.
After he helped settled Arthur down for bed he made his way back to his own chambers and changed in his nightclothes.
Merlin notice more and more inky blotches over his skin. Some bigger then others all in different places over his body.
Once again Merlin thought nothing of the funny markings and settled down for the night unaware of the words tattooing their way over his body while he slept.
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