Ok so I want to write a long Merlin chapter story and thought of using a scene similar to this but didn't think the princess would get her hands dirty and decided it didn't fit. I've finished writing the first chapter for it but now it's trapped on my computer because my microsoft word deleted it's self for some reason yesterday.

review and tell me what you think. I actually love this one.


Grope

"Arthur, do you think I could leave the feast early?" Merlin interrupted the prince's conversation with Lancelot. Sounding anxious as he slammed the whine pitcher down on the table between the two.

Nobles laughed all around enjoying themselves. Not paying attention to their prince's conversation with his manservant because they were all too drunk already to care.

"Is there a reason you wish to leave? This is part of you job." Arthur asked patronizingly. Thinking his servant was just being lazy. Wanting to go to bed early instead of standing around watching the nobles get drunk while he had to remain sober all night. Taking a sip of his drink to mock him.

"Yes! I think the visiting lord just gripped my ass!" Merlin sprouted crudely.

Arthur choked on his whine when he heard this. Lance hit his back until he was sure the prince could breath again. "I'm sure your just imaged it." He gasped out.

"Who gripped whose ass?" Gwaine butted into the conversation, already twice as drunk as everyone else. Ignoring his previous conversational companion for information on anything perverted. "Couldn't help but over hear." He sprouted at the prince's frown.

Merlin started explaining really fast. "I was doing my job, making sure every ones goblets remained full, but when I went to lean over the lord's cup, I felt someone grope my ass." Saying the last part slowly to give it more impact.

"Are you sure it was him? Could've been someone else walking behind you. A grope and run." Lancelot asked level headedly. Trying to come up with an explanation.

"He laughed. I'm sure it was him." Merlin said as evidence.

Gwaine strained his neck to see over the other noble's heads and shot the visiting lord a look of suspicion. He was maybe ten years younger than Uther but larger in build.

"Like anyone would want to pinch your bony butt. You probably just mistook it for someone brushing past you." Arthur reasoned. "I suggest you get back to work." He ordered.

Merlin groaned as he grabbed the whine pitcher back off the table and went to fill the other noble's classes on the other side of the table, far away from the visiting Lord as possible. Avoidance was key.

The three watched the manservant walk away. Locking their sights onto the very visible handprint on his behind from the sauce used on that nights chicken wings. Leaving the prince speechless.

"Think he's imagining that." Lancelot said to the prince rhetorically.

Gwaine looked over the lord to see that his hands were covered in the sauce as he laughed and drank beside the king. Caught read handed, literally. Since the moment he met Merlin he'd thought of him like a little brother. He was just so naïve and needed protection or someone might take advantage of him.

"I am going to kill that man." The drunken knight exclaimed only to be stopped by the prince as he put an arm out to block his way.

"No. That will be my pleasure." Arthur claimed. Knowing it was his right being Merlin's master and knowing him the longest out of the three. The boy was his responsibly being his manservant and no one messed with what belonged to him.

"Arthur what are you doing?" The king yelled as he watched his son grab the front of the lords shirt threatening. Bringing his face towards his own over the food across his front.

The music stopped and everyone turned their attention towards the head table.

"If you ever touch my manservant again you'll have me and my knights to answer too. You won't even be able to get fixed up afterwards because he's the physicians ward and he thinks of him like a son." The lord peered pass the crown prince's angry face to see the matching expressions on the knights behind him.

Arthur dropped the idiot to the ground and turned to make a dramatic exit. All the knight of the round table followed him. Walking passed the surprised baguette quests.

"Merlin, come!" The prince demanded his manservant who was standing in open mouth shock at what just happened; over filling the cup he'd been filling before the chaos started. Merlin jumped to follow them. Not wanting to be left in a room pertaining an angry king.

"You really didn't have to do that." Merlin said to the prince once they'd passed the doors and reached the hallway.

"Oh, he really did." Gwaine confirmed as he slipped an arm around the boys shoulders as they walked.

"Isn't your father going to be really angry in the morning? He may not do something to you but he'll probably blame this whole thing on me. I'll probability get executed or flogged." Merlin hugged the whine jug for comfort as he asked Arthur who was walking ahead.

"He isn't that important a lord. You'll probably just end up in the stocks, but don't worry I have the key." The prince reassured his manservant as he turned around, tinkling his ring of keys together.

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