6 days later
The blonde was awoken by rapid knocking on her door. Whilst glaring at the door, she stomped over to it and yanked it open. It was Merlin with a tray of food in his hands. He smiled at her when he walked in.
"Don't you have to serve prince prat today?" Elizabeth asked.
"He gave me the day off as it's your birthday and..." he trailed off
"And?"
"And the anniversary of your mothers death," he said sadly. She furrowed her brow in confusion.
"Merlin what are you on about? Our mother is alive and well back in Ealdor. Have you been on the ale? Are you feeling alright?" She questioned him. He shook his head.
"No, no. Your birth mother,"
"Birth mother? Oh, that's right. I have a birth father so I have to have a birth mother as well. Oh god! How could I forget she died in childbirth? Idiot!" she mumbled to herself.
"Anyways!" He said rather loudly. "Happy birthday to you, you smell like cow poo. You look like a donkey aaannnnd you act like one too," he sang whilst giving her flowers that were behind his back.
"How did I not notice them before?" she asked confused.
"Magic!" He whispered, putting a finger to his lips. She laughed at that. He had always been like this when they were younger.
"Fine, fine. Can we eat now? I'm starving!" she exclaimed as she sat down at the table. He sat down and began to dig into the food.
After breakfast, Elizabeth got ready. She had to wear dresses under Uther's orders to make her look more lady like. She despised dresses. When she came out from behind the screen, Merlin laughed. If looks could kill, Merlin would be flat on his back- dead.
"Oh, you think this is funny, do you? Maybe you should try one on? It would look prettier on you Merlin," she said grabbing a dress and chucking it at him. "This colour suits you," He looked at her confused. "Go on, try it on. That, or you quit laughing," That made him shut up. Then there was a knock on the door and Arthur peered in.
"Ah, so you're already ready," He said.
"Yes. Good morning, Arthur," The princess said offering him a weak smile.
"Well, happy birthday," He said rather happily. Elizabeth was shocked. From the way Merlin had said it, she had thought Arthur would be miserable. "Why are you so shocked that I remembered my little sister's birthday?" He told her, smiling. "I've got to go train with the knights but I'll see you at the feast tonight."
"What feast?" She asked, confused.
"Your birthday feast, where father is going to introduce you to the kingdom."
Merlin and Elizabeth had spent the day together like they had in Ealdor. The only things missing were Will and Thalia. Thalia was Will's younger sister and they were like more older siblings to her. Yes more brothers and sisters.
It was now night time and it was time for her feast. The princess stood outside of the banquette hall, waiting for her father to introduce her and why they were having a feast. With the door slightly open she could hear what Uther was saying.
"Members of the council, Knights, Lords and Ladies; you must be wondering why we are hosting a feast at the most saddest time of my year. It is sad as I lost my dear Ygraine and my baby daughter Elizabeth, or so I thought. That was twelve years ago. Now we have found her again. I present to you: Princess Elizabeth Ygraine Pendragon," The doors opened and Elizabeth walked in. She curtsied to her father, Morgana and Arthur then sat on her throne to Arthur's right.
A while later when the food was being served, Elizabeth turned to face Merlin making the druid mark on the back of her neck slightly visible to Arthur. He tapped her on the shoulder.
"What's that on the back of your neck?" He asked her, pointing to it.
"Birthmark," she simply said.
"Birthmark? Gaius didn't mention anything about a birthmark,"
"Maybe he didn't see it," she told him with a shrug.
A few hours later, the feast got bit out of control when everyone was drunk except Elizabeth, Merlin, Gwen, Morgana and Arthur. At this point every council member, every Knight and every Lord and Lady were dancing around the hall like three year olds with sugar rushes. Geoffrey was telling, no shouting, about what it was like when he was twelve. The knights were either fighting or singing rather loudly. Uther was singing! Oh. My. God! Morgana was smirking, she wouldn't let anyone forget this.
One of the knight's fights got a bit out of control and Elizabeth was dragged from the hall. She looked up to see that Arthur, Morgana, Merlin and Gwen were outside the hall. "Is every feast like that?" she asked them, laughing. They all laughed as they when to their chamber or in Gwen's case home. Merlin walked with Elizabeth to her chambers. "So, is it?" she asked him.
"Is it what?" He said looking at her confused.
"Every feast! Is every feast like that?" She questioned.
"Well yeah. You sorta get used with being one of the only sober ones in the hall. It's pretty funny," The warlock told her as they stopped outside her chambers. "Did you enjoy you birthday?"
"From Father's singing to the Lords and Ladies dancing like three year olds and getting to spent it with you. Yes, I enjoyed it very much," The princess replied.
"See you tomorrow, Liz," He told her as he began to walk away.
"See you tomorrow, Merlin."
So that's the chapter done. Anyone like Merlin's birthday song?
The next chapter will be episode 8 of season 1.
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