Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin (unfortunately)

Summery: What if Merlin had a younger sister named Caden "Cade"? What if he had never told anyone about her? What if she had been born with magic, too, but had trouble controlling it? Merlin is definitely surprised when she comes to Camelot after being forced to leave Everwick, where she had been living for the past nine years. How will Merlin deal with the unexpected arrival of his sister, who is just as magical as he is?

Chapter 3: Cade meets Arthur the Prat

Merlin led Cade through the corridors to Arthur's chambers. Walking in without knocking, he exclaimed, "Good morning, your pratship!" Cade followed him in and looked around, her green gaze finally landing on the blonde blue-eyed crowned prince of Camelot. He glared curiously at her and raised an eyebrow at Merlin.

"Merlin," he said, his voice calm but annoyed. "Why are you late and who is this?" As he said the last word, Arthur gestured to Cade.

"She's the reason I'm late." Merlin said. "This is my younger sister, Cade." Cade bowed respectfully.

"She's not a big idiot like you I hope?" Arthur said. Merlin rolled his eyes.

"No." he said bluntly. "She's really very smart."

"We'll see about that." Arthur said.

"She's here to work alongside me." Merlin said. "She will be until other work is found for her."

"Very well." Arthur said. "Why don't the two of you go muck out my stables." He grinned evilly. Merlin, again, rolled his eyes.

"That's got to be the worst job you could have given Cade on her first day." He said.

"That's too bad." Arthur said. "But I'm the prince and you're my servants, so do as you're told."

"Yes sire." Merlin said, his teeth clenching on the word "sire". He bowed and left, Cade, after bowing as well, following him.

As the siblings walked to the stables, Merlin threw his hands in the air in frustration. "That dollop-headed clot-pole!" he exclaimed, causing Cade to jump. "Out of all the jobs he could have given you on your first day here, he chooses this one; the overall single most disgusting of any servant's jobs!"

"Calm down, Merlin." Cade said, putting a hand on his shoulder in an attempt to calm her brother down. "I'll manage. I may still be sickly like I was as a child, but I can handle a little horse dung."

Merlin looked at her and the anger that was clearly present in his eyes faded slightly, replaced with concern. "Are you sure?" he asked. Cade nodded.

"I'm sure." Cade said. She grabbed his hand and squeezed it reassuringly. He smiled slightly.

"Alright." He said. "But if you can't handle it, you're off the job regardless of what Arthur says." Cade rolled her eyes, but nodded.

"Fine. Have it your way." She said. She began running towards the stables. Merlin watched her and reflected on when the two had grown up together in Ealdor before Cade was ever sent to Everwick.

Sorry if this one's shorter then the other two. There wasn't really much I could tell about Cade and Arthur meeting.

Just to say, Cade is a sickly girl. She was born that way, but at the same time, she's really quite strong and refuses to let it control her life.

*I started work on another Merlin fanfic. Since so many like this one, I decided to begin posting it. It's called "Different Lives, Same Hearts" and once again centers on the subject of Merlin and his sister Cade. It's a modern day fic so should hopefully be entertaining. The first chapter should be up soon, though I can't guarentee when. My english 4 teacher gave us an essay today so I may be busy with that, just to warn*