Chores
By: The-BowTie-And-The-Fez
Warnings: None
Arthur stood in shock as he realized what he had just witnessed. Merlin had been sitting at his desk, reading a book in Greek, whilst his armour cleaned itself around him. Arthur was not sure what he was more surprised at... the fact that Merlin had magic or the fact that Merlin knew Greek!
'Why didn't he tell me? Didn't he trust me?' Whatever the reason, Arthur knew for a fact that Merlin was not evil... in fact, he had known for a while that magic was not evil, that instead, it was like a sword: able to be used for good or evil. Arthur grinned... he knew exactly what to do to get his revenge on Merlin.
Arthur called for a counsel meeting, which he said was to be a very special meeting. He stood in front of everyone as he prepared to speak, holding back the smile that was threatening to break through. "I have called yopu all here today for one reason: I want to legalize magic." Arthur did not miss the wasy Merlin's posture and facial expression changed when he said this.
"But sire? What of your father?" One of the counsil members questioned. Arthur turned to stare (ok... glare) at him.
"I am not my father, and I have already made up my mind. That being said, we are going to need a Court Sorceror. Any one have any suggestions?" Silence met his question. "No? How about you, Merlin? Have you got a suggestion?" Merlin's eyes widened as he shook his head.
"That's too bad, I was hoping that you would put in your candidacy." Arthur said.
"Sire?" Merlin and about half of the room asked. Arthur grinned.
"Then, It has been decided. Merlin will be the new Court Sorceror. Any objections?" He asked, his eyes scanning the room.
"I have an objection! I do not actually have magic!" Merlin said.
"No objections? Great. We will need to schedule a time for the ceremony to take place. Gwaine, when is the best mead available?" Arthur continued, completely ignoring the blubbering sorceror. Gwaine looked at him in shock, not sure if this whole thing was a joke or if his king had gone mad.
"Uh... Well, Sire, I wouldn't be the best person to ask, as I consider all mead to be the best... However, right about now it seems to be looking better and better." Gwaine paused and looked around at the rest of the group before continueing. "Are you alright, Sire? You just accused Merlin of having magic."
Merlin jumped in now. "Gwaine's right, Sire. Perhaps you should get back to bed, you could be very ill." Arthur looked at him, his expression one of agreement before it changed to something else... something no one could put their fingers on... it couldn't be... no... respect?
Quick as a wink, Arthur took out his knife and flung it at Merlin, aiming directly at his face. Gwain, Percival and just about everyone in the room cried out in surprise. None more so then Merlin... who was now standing, in plain sight of everyone, with a dagger floating directly in front of his face. His eyes were shining a bright gold color that everyone was all to familiar with.
As soon as it had happened it stopped. Merlin's eyes faded and the weapon fell to the floor. The Warlock looked at Arthur in fear, and all Arthur did was grin. He turned to the rest of the room, many of whom had looks of shock, fear, and acceptance on thier faces. "As I had previously stated, Merlin shall be the new Court Sorceror..." Arthur trailed on, But Merlin didn't here him over the sound of his heart beating. He stood dumbfounded as arthur went on to talk about feast preperations and how to break the news to the people.
Arthur must have noticed that Merlin was in shock, because he looked over at him. "Well, don't look so surprised, Merlin. You should not have been so careless as to do your chores with magic in the first place!"