A/N: Speech taken directly from the show (which I don't own) will be indicated in Bold.

This chapter contains very slight smexy times towards the end.

Hope everyone enjoys!

Chapter 4

Merlin stormed through the corridor, not really thinking about where he was going. His shoulder and his pride were both aching. He hated this. Earlier today he had again encountered Prince Prat. If he had been able to use his powers he would have beaten the prince without a thought. But instead, he had to keep his abilities hidden and act like a useless peasant who couldn't defend himself. If he couldn't use his magic then what was the point? Why had he been born with magic, if it was just going to get him killed? Merlin stopped walking, lost in thought. Gaius had told him that he wasn't a monster. But if that were true, then why did he feel like one?

Merlin was brought back to reality when he heard a voice that he never wanted to hear again. The sound of the prince laughing along with the voices of knights reached Merlin's ears. Damn, he needed to get away. He wouldn't survive a third confrontation. Merlin looked around quickly. There was a small door on his right. He opened it and went through, closing the door behind him. His heart was racing, but it eased once he heard the nobles pass and walk out of earshot.

After a few minutes, he calmed down enough to observe his surroundings. He seemed to be in a small passageway, perhaps a servant's entrance to another part of the castle. He was curious to see where it led, and he wasn't anxious to go back out into the other hallway where he might encounter the prince again. He decided to see where it led. The hallway was dark with no windows, only lit by a few torches here and there. He was walking for a few minutes until the passageway ended in a dead end. At the end of the hallway, there was another wooden door, this time bigger than the first but not as big as one would expect a door to be.

He got closer to the door. It had a keyhole. Merlin hesitated but eventually crouched down and looked briefly into the room. Merlin gasped and stood back up quickly as his faced flushed bright pink. It was the King.

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Time lapse to a bit before

Uther walked into his chambers and found his servant waiting patiently for him with his lunch. The king sat down and ate in silence, going over his to-do list that had, by no surprise, expanded after the council meeting that had taken place this morning. After he finished eating he poured himself a glass of wine and finally acknowledged the servant who had just finished polishing his armor.

"Come here, boy." The servant stood up and walked towards the king. "Did you learn anything during your observations of Gaius' ward?"

The boy seemed to hesitate before answering, "Well, the boy had another altercation with the Prince this morning."

"Again?" He was in disbelief. Once might've been a coincidence, but twice? Not likely. The sorcerer was definitely up to something, something involving his son. "What happened?"

"The boy walked past the Prince and a few of the knights. It seemed like he was trying to keep his head down and keep to himself, but the Prince called out to him, sire."

So it had been Arthur that started this? "And what did he call out to the boy?"

The servant cleared his throat before answering, "The Prince asked him how his knee walking was going." Uther nearly rolled his eyes. Of course he did. But it changed things. If Arthur was the one to start things this time, then maybe the sorcerer wasn't conspiring against his son. The servant continued to recount the events of this morning when he said something that shocked the king.

"He said what?" Uther asked the boy to repeat himself.

"He said 'How long have you been training to be a prat." Uther shook his head. The boy apparently had no sense of self-preservation. "And what was Arthur's reply?"

"The Prince told the boy that he couldn't address his prince in such a way." The king nodded to himself. At least Arthur had cleared things up for the boy. Although he doubted things ended there. He motioned for the servant to continue.

"The boy, he replied," The servant paused. Uther rose his eyebrows at him, raising his goblet of wine to his mouth. "Well he replied with 'I'm sorry, how long have you been training to be a prat, my lord."

Uther nearly spit out his wine. In laughter or shock, he didn't know. The boy had some audacity, but in a way that was both amusing and surprising. He certainly wasn't afraid to speak his mind. But at the same time, the sorcerer had avoided Arthur at the beginning. A wolf in sheep's clothing Uther thought to himself. The boy was dangerous, of that he had no doubt, but could it be that he was only dangerous when cornered or confronted? He would have to keep observing.

He asked the servant to go draw him a bath, and after that was done he sent the boy on his way. Usually, nobles and royals would have their servants help them in bathing, but Uther considered the action too intimate. His bathing was, for lack of other words, his alone time. It was where he could organize his thoughts and decide on how to handle certain situations that arose during the day.

As soon as the serving boy was gone, Uther undressed and slid into the hot water of the tub. The heat seemed to be the only thing that could relax him these days. Well, that and one other thing. Uther sank down into the water further and wrapped a hand around said other thing. His other hand gripped the edge of the tub while he stroked himself. He was about to finish when he heard a very soft gasp come from the servant's entrance.

Uther moved so that his body was hidden under the water, but he couldn't stop pleasuring himself. He was so close. It was the sorcerer. Merlin. Uther knew with every fiber of his body and besides, he had recognized the sound of the boy's voice. But for some reason, the fact made his pleasure skyrocket. Just the thought that there was someone watching him, someone who had the power to walk in and completely dominate him, Gods.

Uther sunk into the tub as he spent into the water. It had been the best orgasm he'd had in a long while. And all at the thought of being dominated by a sorcerer. It was a fantasy he'd never had before. A few moments later he got out of the bath. Once he was dressed he walked to the servant's door and opened it. But just as he expected, the boy was long gone. He closed the door and got into bed. As he fell asleep he couldn't help but wonder if the boy had put him under a spell.

End of chapter

A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed my favorite chapter so far. Finally, we start to see some Merlin/Uther. Let me know what you think! and as always, Thank you so very much for reading! and a special thank you to everyone who has taken the time to leave me a review, you guys motivate me to keep on writing

-Milena