Angel my guardian Angel
Author: JennnyJ
Authors Note: Merlin belongs to BBC, characters are only based upon the Merlin cast, nothing of their behavior, the pairings or philosophy has anything to do with them – it's only based upon my own fantasy.
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Chapter Two
Arthur tried to rise to his feet but he couldn't see, everything was black and the only thing he could do was feel the rough ground beneath him and hear strange swishing sounds on his left.
"Are you okay?" The sudden voice made him jump and he heard a soft laughter that warmed his heart in a way strangers laughter really shouldn't. "Going to a masquerade, are you?"
He pulled his eyebrows together, masquerade?
"Where is Morgana and Merlin?" He asked and tried to rise up but fell back again, his leg was powerless and he couldn't stand. "Where am I? I must get back!"
"Take it easy, will ya?" Asked the girl and he could feel how she grabbed his arm to pull him up. "Who is Merlin and Morgana? Are they also going to the party?"
Arthur shook his head. Masquerade? Party? What was this girl talking about?
"I – I can't see", Arthur stuttered and raised his hands to his eyes; there was no colour change, not the slightest shadow. It was all black. "I'm blind."
Angel looked at the young man.
He was dressed like an old knight, the best costume she'd ever seen actually, and he had a short golden beard and hair. His eyes were bright blue and there was a confused wrinkle between his both eyebrows.
"Have you hit your head or something?" Asked Angel as she searched through her pockets for her mobile, perhaps it was best to call an ambulance.
"There was a flash of golden light", said the man with his dark voice and covered his eyes with a big hand. "And then I couldn't see – I got to get back to Camelot and Merlin."
"I think you've drunken a bit too much, young man", she said and smiled vaguely. It wasn't uncommon with strangers telling her the most unbelievable stories. "You know, last week I met both Elvis and Richard the Lionheart."
The man didn't say anything; he just stood there and stared at her with his unseeing eyes.
"Do you know how I get back to Camelot?" He asked and there was a kind of sadness in his voice. "I have to rescue Merlin and return home to my queen and people."
Angel took him gently by the arm and started to lead him across the street.
"Well, no I don't, but I do know how to treat headache and something tells me you will have one hell of a headache in the morning", she said with a soft smile. "That mean, if you don't mind spending the night at my place?"
She wasn't the person that let strangers sleep in her home just like that, but it was something with this man. She didn't know if it was the fact that he was blind or that he, even though he just had drunken too much, talked about Camelot.
She had always, ever since she was a little girl, fancied the stories about King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table. Even though she never would admit it to a living sole, Angel owned every book and movie about the Arthurian legend that was to be found in the stores.
"That would be very kind, milady", the man said and bowed.
Angel couldn't help but giggle like a little girl.
Arthur smiled as he heard her laughter; it somehow comforted him in his endless darkness.
He wondered what had happened to Merlin and where he'd sent him, because one thing he knew – this surely wasn't Camelot.
Suddenly there was a strange beep and Arthur's hand searched for his sword only to find that he had lost it. Then he remembered that he dropped it just minutes before Merlin sent him away.
"What was that sound?" He asked the girl and she patted him on the shoulder, he could swear that he heard a suffocated laughter.
"Only the door, follow me", she said and put his hand on her shoulder. "Watch your step, I live on the third floor and since our elevator is broken we have to take the stairs."
Arthur frowned.
"What's an ele-what-ever-you-called-it?" He asked as they slowly climbed the steps.
"Well you would have known if you wasn't so drunk, you know it isn't good to drink that much. No matter how great this masquerade was", the girl said and he wanted to snap at her that he wasn't drunk and that she should watch her language whilst talking to her king, but he didn't.
Angel shoved him into the living room and whilst she searched through the place for a blanket and a pillow she asked him if he was from here.
"What's here?" He asked and she rolled her eyes.
"London, the capital of UK?" She said and patted on the sofa. "You'll sleep in the sofa, if you would need anything, just scream. Okay?"
The blond man scratched his beard and seemed lost in thoughts.
"Is that okay?" She asked again and he nodded with a vague smile upon his lips.
"Yeah, that's great." He said and used his hands to find the sofa. "Thank you, milady."
"Please, don't say milady", she said and pulled a hand through her dark, curly hair. "My name is Angel."
"I'm Arthur and you truly are a guardian angel", he said with a smile and bowed before he reached out a hand.
Hesitantly she shook it but he just smiled, sent her hand to rest and started to bend down.
With big eyes she understood what he would do and pulled it away before his lips touched her skin.
"Nothing of that, thank you very much", she said and a confused look appeared in Arthur's face. "What's your last name, by the way?"
He shrugged and sat down onto the sofa. "Pendragon, I'm Arthur Pendragon, king of Camelot."
Angel just rolled her eyes and started to walk towards the bedroom.
"Well, good night my King", she teased and started to close the door behind her. "The bathroom is the second to the left, if you should need it."
She undressed and made herself ready for bed. After she'd brushed her curly hair and cleaned her teeth she sneaked into the living room dressed in her nightgown.
Arthur, or whatever his name was, had already fallen asleep and she thought he looked really handsome where he lay in her sofa dressed in his medieval clothes with the armor carefully placed on the floor beside him.
"Good night", she whispered once again and pulled the blanket over his sleeping body.
The blond man grunted something in his sleep and turned to the other side.
Carefully, Angel walked back to her room and climbed in bed.
She was awake for at least another hour, thinking about the stranger sleeping in her living room and she knew that if Santiago ever heard about this he would be furious with her.
But luckily for her, he didn't.
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Now we have came to the part where you will write your 2/10 review - you know, it doesn't have to be so hard, all you need to do is write something like 'Hi' - I just need to know that there is someone reading.
I'll keep having four reviews as my goal for every chapter, if you write the four reviews tonight - then tonight is when I'll post chapter three.
Hugs, Jenn