Hey everybody, thanks for the reviews, they made me smile so here is some more. I wanted to give you all a brief feel of what their lives are like now on a routine basis. So here we go!
Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin, But I do own a wand ;D
No Longer Wooden Swords
"MERLIN? Where is my SWORD?" Arthur yelled. He had changed so much; the now 20 year old had morphed from a skinny little boy to a 6' 2" man. His Blond hair now hung just above his blue eyes, and his blood red tunic hung from his sculpted body as he searched through his chambers for his REAL sword. Merlin had also been looking for the sword in Arthur's room. After all he was the one that seemed to miss place it.
"I was cleaning it this morning in the kitchens, but I could have sworn I brought it back here." Merlin had also grown up. His hair was longer resting over his eyes. But the 6'4" man was still as skinny as a broom, no matter how much food Gwen shoved down his through.
Arthur paused, and slowly turned to look at Merlin. "You were cleaning my sword in the kitchens?"
'Uh-oh' Merlin thought to himself. 'Lie, Merlin, lie. But what do I say, I hate lying, but maybe-' Lucky for Merlin there was a knock at the door.
Merlin ran to the door, as he could see Arthur's rage gathering inside of him, ready to burst from the pulsating veins in his neck.
The young Warlock could not have been happier when he opened the door to reveal Gwen standing in the hall with Arthurs' sword.
"I thought you might need this. I found it in the kitchens… I don't want to know why it was there, but here you go. And your necklace from Gawain must have slipped off while you were working. I didn't even know you stilled wore it." She said handing him the sword and the necklace that beheld a silver eye, with a spec of green in the iris.
"Why wouldn't I. Do you still wear the ring?"
Gwen raised her hand to reveal the silver and blue ring that lay on her left middle finger. "Always."
Gwen had grown into a Lady. Her Dark Brown hair was longer going past her mid back. She was up to Merlin's shoulder and she had a petit figure, but she was toned from all the work in the castle.
"Merlin Who is it?" Arthur hollered from behind the door.
"It's just Gwen." Merlin almost instantly regretted mentioning the young maiden after the words were said.
There was some rummaging in the room, before Arthur told Merlin to let her in.
Slowly Merlin closed the door behind her as they strode over to Arthur who was now seated at his work space.
"Well, well, well I knew you couldn't stay away for long. How have you been Guinevere?" Arthur asked while pretending to writing.
"I am well my Lord. But I must get back to the Lady Morgana she said something about a frog in her wardrobe."
Arthur erupted into laughter. Tears streaming down his face. "Finally I put them in there two days ago. I am surprised it took her this long to find them."
Merlin couldn't believe how childish the Prince still was. 'He is supposed to be our future king? Yeah right.'
"Sire she knows it was you who put them in there, and she told me to tell you to watch your back." Gwen was trying her hardest to hold back the smile that was fighting to escape her lips. Morgana always got back at Arthur, in the best ways. Sometimes Arthur hadn't even noticed that he was being pranked.
One involved Merlin cooking a stew of rat and toad. Merlin took the task without hesitation. The other time Arthur had taken her favorite dress and gave it to the local nutcase in the lower town.
Morgana, then told Gwen to change Arthur's sheets with the light pink ones in her dresser. As well as embroider Princess Arthur onto his pillow. Then Morgan gathered Sir Leon, Sir Percival, and Sir Galahad. When Arthur walked in, everybody roared in laughter. He could not live it down for weeks. So it was no wonder why the smile had quickly left the Prince's face.
"She doesn't frighten me. Nothing frightens me." Arthur stated looking straight at Gwen.
"That's wonderful my Lord, but I must be going now." Gwen scurried from the room as fast as she could because she knew she was going to be sick if Arthur tried to flirt with her one more time.
Back in the room, Merlin couldn't help but give a little chuckle at the young man before me.
"What is so funny, Merlin?" Arthur emphasized his name.
"Nothing I think it is just funny how you after all these years still like Gwen, Sire. Oh and here is your sword. Gwen found it." Merlin handed Arthur the sword.
"I don't know what you are talking about I have no feelings for Guinevere. She is Morgana's maid. Nothing more than that." He tried to bury his head in the papers for Merlin to just drop the subject, but he forgot it was Merlin he was talking to.
"You know she doesn't like you. She told me that." Merlin was picking up the cloths that had been spread around the room.
"Of course she doesn't. But I don't care!" Merlin could tell he was slowly getting under the prince's skin, and wanting to avoid getting in anymore trouble he dropped it.
"Never mind that. Have you gotten any new leads on the mysterious disappearances?" In recent months people from Camelot had been vanishing from the forests. Uther had put a band on all persons wanting to enter the woods.
Happy Merlin changed the subject Arthur said "No, however one person claimed to have seen a green eyed beast. But we are not sure if she is telling the truth, or trying to earn some money for information."
"Well for all of our sakes let's hope we figure this out soon." Merlin and Arthur fell silent as they both continued on with their work.
Merlin didn't want to tell anyone, but he could sense that whatever was in the forest was magical, and it was coming closer to Camelot every day.
