Title: It Is All Your Fault
Author: RomaMarufixx
Rating: M
Pairing: Fem!Merlin/Arthur
Summary: Merlin and Arthur have been married for 10 years and have three children together, Charlotte, 8, Alyssa, 6 and Isabel, 3. When Merlin suffers a miscarriage with her fourth child she is sent on a deep emotional turmoil, and it is later found out there is more to the miscarriage than everyone thinks. Fem!Merlin, Arthur/Fem!Merlin.
Word count: 1,079
Disclaimer: Merlin belongs to the BBC.
6 years later...
Aaron had just reached his teenage a few weeks ago and a few days ago he had started to panic. Whenever he spoke it came out weird and much different than before, at first he had passed it off as a sore throat but after four days, he could no longer do so. One time his voice would be it's normal pitch, one time it is higher and one time it is lower.
He was starting to worry, but was to embarrassed to go to the court physician about it so he had just kept his worrying to himself, although whenever he was forced to talk to someone, everyone would notice how awkward he would act but no one would comment on his voice, was he just imagining it?
"Aaron, can you look after May for me for this afternoon?" his sister Alyssa asked and Aaron rolled his eyes, yes of course he'd love to look after his four year old niece for the afternoon instead of doing something fun and worth while.
"Of course Alyssa, anything for such a brilliant sister." he smiled mockingly at her and she glared at him as she brought her young daughter into the room.
"No need to be rude, you don't have to do it, it's just..."
"You and your wife want to spend some quality time together, some time without May with you." he said his voice squeaking at the end, and looked away from his sister hoping that she didn't hear the pitch change.
"Yes, so please, I'll even pay you." she bribed her brother who suddenly became interested.
"How much?" he said, quickly making sure his voice didn't have time to change pitch.
"20 gold coins." He arched an eyebrow and his sister sighed.
"30?" no reaction. "40 and that is my final offer." she said, moving her child to her hip.
"Fine." he said and walked over to his sister at his chambers door to take the child off of her and rest her at his hip instead. "When will you." he stopped, coughing for a bit when his voice changed, again. "pick him up?" he continued.
"Just before the evening meal." she said before leaving.
"You're welcome?" he said to the closed door and then looked at his niece who was staring up at him. "You better not be a pain." he said and the little girl grinned.
Just like Alyssa had said, she had come to collect May just before the evening meal so that Aaron could dress formally for the evening meal with the rest of his family. It only took him a few minutes to dress as he had already prepared his clothes and ten minutes later he was in the dining hall and took his place at the table with the rest of his family. Small chit chat was exchanged during the family meal, not much else was said until his father, King Arthur, directed a question at him.
"Aaron." he began and attracted his oldest son's attention.
"Yes, father?" he answered.
"Many of us are worried about you at the moment, well, we have been for almost a week." he said and Aaron became very nervous.
"Worried about what, father?" he asked.
"You've been acting weird these last few weeks, something to do with your voice, maybe? Are you ill? He asked and Aaron flushed.
"No father, I'm not ill." he clarified and began picking at his food in an attempt not to look at his family.
"Then what's wrong?" his mother asked him concerned.
"Nothing." he said, leaning back in his chair.
"Aaron, it is obviously something."
"No it isn't father, now if you don't mind I am going retire to my chambers as I have finished, good evening and good night." Aaron said as he stood up and then retreating from the dining hall to his chambers to be away from anyone and sulk. Once he was gone, Merlin turned to her husband.
"Arthur, you have to go and talk to him, something is up and I am not going to watch my son suffer in silence."
"If you don't want your son to suffer in silence, then why don't you go and talk to him?" Arthur suggested and Merlin kicked him under the table and their youngest child and son laughed at them.
"Because he is a male, I am a female, you are also a male, so you will speak to him." Merlin spoke out more simply for him.
"Fine." Arthur said rolling his eyes and draining the rest of his glass before leaving the dining room and heading to his son's chambers.
Arthur didn't bother to knock like he did when he visited his daughters, he just walked in and spotted his son lying face down on his bed.
"Aaron, know that it is just the two of us do you want to talk?" he asked and took a seat at the end of his bed.
"No."
"I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong." Aaron sighed and changed position so that he was sitting against his pillows facing his father.
"Something is wrong with my voice." he admitted, not looking at his father.
"What do you mean?"
"Sometimes I speak normally, sometimes it is higher than normal and sometimes it is lower. It's been happening for weeks, it won't go away, I don't know what's happening and I don't know what to do." Aaron admitted to his father. Suddenly the sound of laughter hit his ears and he looked up to see his father bent over in laughter. "What are you laughing at?" he half yelled at his father.
"Nothing, nothing." Arthur said, as his laughter calmed down.
"I could be dying you know and you're laughing."
"Oh, Aaron, you aren't dying." Arthur said rolling his eyes.
"And how would you know?"
"Because I went through the same thing when I was your age." Aaron was about to ask his father how he could have gone through the same thing but Arthur spoke again before he could. "You're going through puberty, your voice is changing it should stop soon and your voice will be deeper and will remain that way."
"So...everything is okay? This is normal?" he asked his father.
"Yes, Aaron, you are going to be fine." he reassured.
"Thanks, dad." he smiled and his father smiled back at him.
"No problem, son."
