Arthurs POV

Merlin cannot handle his mead that's for sure, he's on his second mug and already he looks drunk. The waitress, give her her dues, she came over even though she could tell that Merlin was slightly pissed.

As she walked over I noticed that she moved almost gracefully through the crowded tables towards us, the right background she could be a duchess...no a princess, her eyes were a happy blue colour like a midsummers day sky, her skin like alabaster but with a dusting of freckles on her arms, nose and collarbone. Her lips, full and rosy but not painted, her dress showed her body to be a full figure but not overly so.

- Better than Gwens though!

= What was that, I don't think that, must be the mead.

A little voice at the back of my head spoke up again

- But you haven't had any mead

Shut up!

- Hehehehe

Merlin looked to me, a pleading desperate look that said his liquid courage had quickly deserted him. Chuckling to myself I introduced myself with a smile that the women of the courts and Gwen melt at.

" Hi, my names Arthur, what's yours? "

" Aurora, I think your friend might need help with his name" She said with a playful smile, Aurora stared straight at Merlin making him flush.

Merlin managed to squeak out " MErlin! "

Sweet jesus, he sounded like a pre-pubessant boy.

" Well Merlin I'm glad that you called because I really needed to get away from that man over there" Aurora said with a pointed finger over to a drunken heap. Was that how all the customers end up?

Hold on a second Aurora completely ignored my smile,that smile has gotten me everything that I wanted even from the male servants ! What on earth , she leaned in to Merlins ear and placed her hand on his leg, thats not right. She should do that to me not my manservant.

That voice piped up again.

- Are you jelous of Merlin getting her attention or of the fact that she ignored nobility for a sevant?

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

-I think you know the answer to that one

Because she chose a servant,thats it, I'm obviously more well bred than Merlin. The woman must be stupid, thats it right?

-Oh Arthur, dear, dear Arthur. Not that bright are you?

Hey I'm smarter than all of these...these comoners put together!

-Including your Merlin?

=No not my Merlin...HEY stop that I don't think of him like that, he's not property.

-But you wish he was don't you, yours to have, to hold, to keep for...

You can't talk to me like that I'm the Prince of Camelot !

-As am I, I'm in your head remember?

=I'm not going to talk to you any more.

-Sulky much?

When she finished talking into Merlins ear, Aurora left, hips swaying in time to some unknown giving me a generous eyefull as she began working again. I turned to my manservant, taking in his flushed cheeks, his rosy lips slightly parted a little quirk of his that made me smile,Merlin was deep in thought, then his eyes filled with a mischevious sparkle that made the hairs on the back of my neck rise. In anticipation, excitement? SHUT UP. The voice just giggled.

I must be going mad, I thought to myself. Already gone!, sang the voice. I growled. Not realising that I did it out loud, oops.

Merlin gave me a strange, confused look that said ' was that to me? ' , how could I possibly explain to him that I was having an argument with a voice inside my head over what Aurora was doing with him? Right I can't.