A/N here it is chapter 2 :P it is only short but i promise the next chapters will be much better and longer! thank you to TechieSmile again as without her this would be missing a paragraph i totally forgot to put in :P i must admit, i'm quite shocked at the brilliant response i got from you guys on this story! thank you to Hagu who reviewed. this chapter is dedicated to you :) WARNING: slash might appear later on.
Disclaimer: i forgot to put it up last chapter but i own nothing except the spin i've put on the episode. BBC is the owner of Merlin. :)
A few days had passed and Arthur was still trying to figure out how to tell Merlin he knew his secret. There hadn't been many opportunities as Merlin was usually off doing his jobs for Arthur or Gauis. Whether Arthur admits it or not, he knows it is just an excuse. He just can't find the courage to. Instead, Arthur seems to be distancing himself from Merlin because he's worried about telling him. Talk about irony! He, Arthur Pendragon, son of Uther Pendragon - the biggest magic hater there is, is worried about telling a sorcerer he knows he has magic.
Merlin has noticed the Prince's odd behaviour, he's also noticed how they have been drifting apart. It's starting to worry him now. Has he done something to offend him? Thinking back over the past few days, he can't think of anything. He has been doing the same standard of work. If anything, he has improved. Worried, he decides to go visit Gwen.
Merlin knocked on the door. Opening slightly, a brown eye peeked through the gap. Seeming to notice it was Merlin, the door opened fully. A chocolate-coloured girl stood in the doorway, beaming.
"Merlin. What can I do for you?" she asked standing to the side, inviting him in.
"Hey Gwen." he said stepping in. "I don't suppose I could talk to you?"
"Of course you can. Sit." Gwen told him. "Now what's bothering you?"
Once Merlin had sat down, he began to explain about Arthur and him. Gwen being the friend she was, just sat and listened until he'd finished.
"Well?" Merlin had asked once he'd finished.
"Well what?" the maid asked, confused.
"Well, what should I do?" the raven-haired man replied, clearly frustrated.
"If you'd like my advice, I suggest you just leave it. It sounds to me as if he could be stressed out over something. He's done this before when stressed. It usually is over something minor and doesn't last long. If anything, Morgana's near death experience is starting to bother him. It's natural."
"Yeah, I guess. Thanks Gwen." he gave her a smile as he got up. Gwen gave him a reassuring smile in response as he left.
Meanwhile, the other young royal was still upset about the shocking news of her parentage. It had been almost a fortnight since she'd tumbled and banged her head which led to her finding out. Morgana was on her bed in her chambers, daydreaming about how Camelot's people would be if she was Queen. Rubbing her head she thought about how many things Uther doesn't know about that she does. Obviously they didn't know she could hear Gauis and her father speaking when he revealed his dirty little secret! The worst thing is, when she had asked him to reveal to Camelot how much he loved her, he dismissed it as unimportant! That had been the final straw, she hates him now more then ever! The only good news is that she, the Lady Morgana, is a rightful heir to the throne! A sudden knocking at the door interrupted her thoughts.
"Who is it?" she asked looking at the door.
"It's me. Can I come in?" even through the thick wood of the door, which muffled his voice, Morgana knew it was her father.
"Yes, of course." she answered, putting on a fake smile.
Uther smiled at her as he came in. He walked over to where she was and sat down next to her.
"Is there anything I can do for you, My Lord?" the sorceress asked innocently.
"I'm just worried about you. Ever since your… accident, you have locked yourself up in here. I guess the two are linked?"
The last sentence was more like a question than a statement.
"Something like that, yes." Morgana walked over to the window as she answered and watched the people of Camelot going about their duties.
"I thought so. I understand it must have shook you up, as it did us all. Morgana, it was just very unfortunate. I'm sure it won't happen again. If you need anything, you know where I am."
With that he gave her shoulder a reassuring squeeze, touched her head in a loving gesture and left the room. Morgana turned to see the door close. She didn't know what to think anymore. She had just put her head in her hands when there was another knock on the door. Sighing, she asked who was there. Arthur's voice had replied.
"Come in." Arthur smiled at her as he walked in.
"Can I talk to you? I don't know who else to turn to." he sounded desperate and, well, not Arthur.
"Of course."
A/N i think that could be classed as a cliff-hanger? what does Arthur want to talk to Morgana about? Chapter 3 will be up tomorrow and please review.
