lol, well I sat down to write an English essay about tesco's apparent domination of the world (?!) and somehow, "accidentally" ended up writing this chapter instead. Who ever said I was easily distracted?
This is where the songy bit of the song- fic starts guys! You make it real by James Morrison.
Chapter 2
There's so much craziness, surrounding me,
there's so much going on, it gets hard to breath,
In the training fields below, row upon row of armour clad knights played out methodical routines, their steel swords flashing in the frosty air. They made an extra effort today, often glancing at the high stone tower behind them and at the person who stood there. Above, flocks of geese added there uncouth song to the din of clashing metal below, noisily making their way south for the harsh winter ahead.
Atop the tower, Arthur sighed in dismay, his venture to find a space to think in peace and silence an obvious failure. One month. It had been one month since he fired Merlin, a whole month having nothing to do with the young man except the occasional glance of his pale face from across the training field, or hurrying out the door to Gaius' chamber.
It had taken only a week for Arthur's visible signs of loss to show, Deliberately disobeying his father whenever he saw fit, thunderous tantrums that left even his toughest knights scurrying for cover, long amounts of time spent pensive in his chambers – or today, peeking out the large window at the top of a storage tower, used to keep small glass vials, mainly for Gaius' benefit.
The prince ran his fingers through his golden hair, remembering the last argument he had with his father – about an hour ago. This time the topic had been trivial, but it stung as much as the rest. Arthur was beginning to realise he had almost lost his loyalty to his father, The King. Almost, but not quite. Just because he was angry with Uther at the moment, he clung to the hope he was still as loyal as ever. Even as he thought it, a flicker of doubt alighted in his heart.
When all my faith is gone, you bring it back to me,
you make it real for me.
His temper flaring up, Arthur kicked the solid wall beneath the window- immediately regretting it. Jumping about on one foot, he rubbed his toe, grimacing at the pain.
"Now Arthur, I really don't think thatis going to help"
Arthur spun round to see Morganna, already walking across the room towards him. He hadn't even heard her enter. She stopped an arms-length in front of him, examining his face expectantly.
"What do you want?"
he snapped viscously, his voice sounding hoarse. Morganna's mouth twisted in anger but she controlled it well.
"I wanted to talk to you. About merlin?"
She said, keeping her tone sympathetic. Arthur's eyes narrowed and he turned away from her, his back to the door.
"I don't want to talk about merlin"
he replied, his tone level. Morganna snorted, not realising her mistake until it was too late.
"get out, leave me alone."
he said, barely audible. Morganna's eyes widened in exasperation, her controlled anger no longer tame.
"Arthur! Even YOU cant deny you've been miserable since you made him redundant, if you wo-"
The prince cut her off, yelling furiously, spit flying from his mouth.
" I SAID GET OUT"
His angry voice rebounding of the walls. He heard retreating footsteps, and the door slam shut. When he looked round, she was gone. He walked back over to the window, leaning his hands on the gritty stone window ledge, his head bowed. He blinked back tears.
Well I'm not sure of my priorities
and ive lost sight of where im meant to be
like holy water, washing over me
you make it real for me.
From the stairwell behind the door he heard footsteps, then the sound of the door opening. He turned round, thinking it was Morganna returning, but he stopped himself from shouting as his face burned bright red- matching that of his ex-servant's who stood frozen in the doorway. Merlin's mouth opened and closed like a fish, struggling to speak.
"yes?"
Arthur said, his voice cracking. He hoped Merlin hadn't noticed. Merlin simply inclined his head to the prince, muttering sir under his breath before crossing to a corner in the room, collecting several glass vials. His head still bowed and his cheeks still red, Merlin didn't look up, but he spoke hurriedly, as though wanting nothing more than to escape this nightmarish situation.
"Sorry for disturbing you sire, its usually empty up here, Gaius sent me to get some medicine thingy-ma-jiggies, I wont be long."
he rambled, avoiding Arthur's eye at all costs. With everything he needed piled dangerously in his arms Merlin quickly left, leaving the door open behind him, and Arthur contemplating whether or not to follow. The sound of several glass vials smashing loudly at the bottom of the stairs made his mind up for him and he quickly hurried down them.
And im running to you baby
cos' you were the only one who saved me
that's why ive been missing you lately
you make it real for me.
Chapter 2 over and done with, please review xx