The music stopped. The crowd divided. Everyone was staring at the new arrivals whilst they were making their grand entré. Two beautiful young men, and one woman. The Bennet family knew one man – Gwaine – but the other two human beings that stood before them were to them yet unknown. The woman was of African heritage and the man, yes, the man was beautiful. He was tall and had golden hair. The entirety of beholders couldn't help but be intrigued by his beautiful blond locks. His face, though, scared away the glances. His mouth was determined and not even a little bit joyful or eager. He seemed arrogant and unpleasant. They were all upper class citizens of Camelot, in there, but to the man with the golden hair, they must've all seemed like scum. He was clearly too rich for this place, Merlin thought to himself with nothing but despair left for the stranger.
"Excuse me!" Lancelot rushed up to the three newcomers once the mood had once again become a casual one. "Excuse me. Mr Gwaine Bingley, is it?" Merlin realised the embarrassment that was soon to overcome his family, and rushed up to try and stop Lancelot from introducing himself.
Gwaine nodded and laughed awkwardly. "Yes. Indeed it is."
"You must excuse my brother, sir." Merlin tried to save the situation.
"It's fine. I don't mind at all," Gwaine's smile turned from awkward to more relaxed. "In fact," he said and turned to his two friends. "I'd like to introduce you to my sister Miss Gwen Bingley," he nodded to the girl of African heritage. She nodded. "And this is my dear friend Mr Arthur Darcy."
"Mr Bennet. Mr Bennet." Arthur nodded at first Percival and then Merlin, who both nodded back and let Arthur know what their names were. After Merlin had spoken his name, he felt a pair of blue eyes watching him carefully. He looked up, and indeed saw a pair of beautiful light eyes staring into his. The bitter expression in Arthur Darcy's face was replaced by a gentle one. At that moment Merlin realised he had perhaps been a bit too quick at judging the stranger.