A/N: So this actually my first time writing fanfic, I've been sticking to reading it since I have like zero confidence in my writing ability so here goes nothing. At some point I'll upload it to Ao3 (though that may wait until i have more chapters written). It is quite likely that I'll keep writing this even if no one reads it but it is not a certainty. As a dyslexic, I'm probably prone to grammar and spelling mistakes so please do tell me if something has gone awry.

Hope you like it :).


The wind gently whispered outside, whilst clouds shifted from their usual pearl grey to a soft salmon pink as the sun disappeared behind the forest at the edge of town. The streets of the town were silent apart from the odd person shuffling home after a weary day.

Inside one of the houses, a little way off from the others, Arthur prepared for his mini act of rebellion. His vacation. He had long decided his annual vacation would be a secret. 5 years running and none of the townsfolk had seemingly noticed. He sighed. A few weeks of solitude would do him some good. Maybe he'd even get round to finish the story he was forever trying to write.

He stood from his crouched position on the floor in from of his open suitcase and stretched his back. His joints ached unsettlingly.

He then proceeded to engage in a miniature war with his suitcase in trying to close it. Not being one for big adventure unlike his cousin Alfred who had gone to become one of the kings' knights and he didn't really have much experience with packing. This meant his luggage was now likely the same weight as a miniature horse.

Arthur closed his eyes and waved a hand his luggage and murmured a transportation spell. It ominously disappeared like his other cousin Mathew was prone to doing. Hopefully it'd arrived at his designated location.

He hummed a pleasant little ditty to himself as he opened his eyes and thought about his destination. A quaint little cottage deep in the woods. He'd discovered it one day when he'd daydreamed about being alone and not having to deal with anyone. A sigh and then his magic had taken him there. A shiver like cold fingers spread from his neck to his lumbar spine almost making him turn. Now paranoid, he proceeded to run about the house making sure everything was in order before making the final preparations to leave for his destination.