The next chapter :) enjoy
The dear crept softly through the forest floor lowering its head occasionally to nibble on a plant before carrying on its way…
Arthur crouched down low, never making a sound, he watched the dear take a bite out of a small stub before daintily continuing on its journey. Arthur took another step closer raising his crossbow. He aimed and…
BANG
Arthur went flying forward landing on his hands and knees.
"What did I miss?" Merlin asked, coming up behind Arthur slightly out of breath.
Arthur watched as the dear's head shot, eyes wide with fear, before it ran away as fast as its small legs could carry it.
"Merlin, You idiot you scared my catch away!" Arthur shouted, "Again!", Arthur got back up and brushed off the bits of dirt, but stopped halfway. 'Merlin will just have to clean it later,that'll teach the fool'.
"Sorry sire" Merlin muttered, he was really not in the right frame of mind for any of Arthur's moods.
It had been a year since Freya had come into his life, even though there time together was short he knew that she was the only one for him that he could ever love. Today marked her death. Merlin had carried her to the lake and she had died in his arms. He had to watch as the boat went into the water and drifted away...
He closed his eyes, 'Focus Merlin, wait, what's that Arthur's droning on about'.
"Did you hear that Merlin or were you day dreaming again? I bet you spent all last night in the tavern, you seem to be doing that a lot lately!" Arthur exclaimed.
'No', he thought, 'I was up all night reading my magic book to keep your ungrateful royal pratty arse alive'.
"Merlin? Merlin are you even listening to me? Is there anything going on in that brain of yours?" Arthur mocked, knocking his hand on Merlin head. Merlin ducked the oncoming hand and grumbled something that sounded remarkably like 'clotpole' before he walked ahead and went ahead, going deeper into the forest.
Arthur sighed, Merlin wasn't being his usual self lately. This morning when Merlin had come into this room he hadn't even insulted him about his obnoxious eating. He had been more withdrawn, more moody and if possible, even clumsier than he was before. Arthur shook his head and followed after Merlin. 'That boy is impossible', He thought.
Together they travelled deeper into the forest. Arthur caught two more rabbits, before realising that most likely all the animals in the forest were probably aware of the hunting trip, Merlin seemed to be stamping of every damn twig going. Arthur gave up on the hunt and called over to Merlin "I'll think we'll call it a day. I think there's a clearing over there, we'll set up camp"
Merlin paled, 'no not here anywhere but here' of course it was just his luck that today of all days that the stupid prat of a Prince decided to set up camp by the lake where Merlin had put his one true love to rest.
Arthur, oblivious to the sudden change in his manservants face continued on his way towards the lake.
Merlin slowed down, walking behind Arthur with his head down, he didn't want face this yet he wasn't ready, but it seemed the rest of the world didn't agree with this because when Arthur next spoke it seemed that nothing was never gonna be the same again…
Oooo cliff hanger, I do love those hehe. Hoped you enjoyed this chapter, Freya will be in the next chapter, and our story will really start to get going.
Editted as of 30/06/14