A/N- Well, it's been a month, but here is Chapter 3 :D Forgive me?

Danielle stepped purposefully, one foot in front of the other, staying close to the windows so that she could see her shadower reflected in them. He was the servant that was with the knights when she was found, Merlin. He was good, she had to give him that, it took her three weeks to realize he was following her. He would dog her footsteps as she went about her chores, a silly grin on his face and the perfect picture of innocence. When she went to wash Lady Vanessa's, a minor noble woman who had been looking for a new maid when Danielle came to Camelot, laundry he was right there, washing Prince Arthur's. It was when she overheard a conversation between the knights and the Prince that she finally became suspicious that it was more than him simply doing his chores.

"Miss Danielle," She heard her voice being called and turned. Lancelot was walking through the corridor toward her, slightly in front of a group of knights. She recognized them easily as Sir Gwaine, Sir Percival, Sir Leon and Sir Elyan.

"Sir Lancelot," she replied with a smile and a slight curtsy. She was starting to get the hang of some of the customs here and was even enjoying herself. They continued to walk down the corridor, at a more leisurely pace.

"How are you settling in?" he asked. She had only seen him a few times in the three weeks she was here. They schedules of servants and knights didn't exactly coincide.

"Just fine. I'm still living will Gwen and she is great company, not to mention a wonderful seamstress."

"That she is," he replied with a distracted smile. He stopped in front of, what Danielle now recognized was, Prince Arthur's chambers. "Well I have a meeting with the Prince." with a slight bow of his head he followed the other knights into the chambers.

She was just about to continue on down the hall when she heard Sir Gwaine exclaim, "What ever happened to your room!"

The prince answered with a laugh, "It's clean," She frowned slightly. That seemed an odd thing for Sir Gwaine to notice. The Prince did have a servant. "I don't know what's gotten into Merlin but suddenly he's competent! I haven't had to berate him about his duties and he hasn't been late once in the last three weeks." The conversation turned to hunting trips and Danielle let her feet take her mindlessly down the corridor. Why had Merlin's behaviour suddenly changed around the same time she arrived. There had to been a reason and she had a sneaking suspicion it involved her.

The next day Danielle watched Merlin subtly. She didn't notice anything suspicious. He was always doing the same chore at the same time as her but then again so was Gwen. There just seemed to be a pattern that the servants of Camelot all followed. And really why would he be following her? What interest would another servant have in her to make him follow her around.

She had almost convinced herself that she was merely being paranoid, until the third day after she had overheard the conversation. She was walking with Gwen toward the sick King and Lady Vanessa's chambers, that were only four doors apart. They were talking quietly about some of the new fabrics that they had seen in the market square, when a messenger approached them and handed Gwen a note. She thanked the boy, who looked to be seven or eight, and opened it. Reading it quickly she smiled gently to herself.

"Do you mind if we do our laundry first?" Gwen asked as they continued down the corridor. Usually they spent the morning cleaning their respective master's chambers and cleaned the laundry after lunch.

"No, why?"

"I just have something I have to do after lunch and I'd like to get the laundry done before so that the maid replacing me doesn't need to."

"Do you have a… secret rendezvous?" Danielle whispered with a grin.

"Danielle!"

"Well?"

Gwen tilted her head and pursed her lips, trying to hide a smile, "Maybe…" Then she skipped into the King's chambers before Danielle could question her any further.

After they had gathered up the laundry they met in the corridor, Gwen had a serious expression on her face as she always did after attending the King, they proceeded to the laundry room in silence. They had spent about half an hour scrubbing clothes when Merlin burst in. The door flung open and everyone looked up at the noise it made when it hit the wall. He was panting, with a look of wild determination on his face. His eyes settled on Danielle but he quickly looked away when their gazes met.

"Merlin? What is it?" Gwen asked.

"I...uh-I… Ar- you have a meeting a lunch."

"Yes, I know. He sent a messenger."

"Right… right I forgot. Sorry." Merlin glanced at Danielle once more before leaving.

Gwen turned back to her washing with a shake of her head. "What has gotten into Merlin?"

Danielle narrowed her eyes in thought. Something definitely was up.

Now Danielle led Merlin on a merry chase around the castle. She would turn a corner and hide in a crowd of servants or behind a tapestry before doubling back and watching him search for her. She had played many games of hide and seek as a child and had perfected how to be virtually invisible. It had become useful in avoiding nagging parents or whinny younger siblings without leaving the house.

As fun as it was watching the frustrated look on Merlin's face as she slipped away from him yet again, she began to wonder why he was going to this much trouble. She hadn't done anything to elicit his suspicion. Well, except for the way she had arrived, but all the knights and even the prince had forgotten about it. Why would a servant remember, and why would he care?