Chapter Seven
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A/N 1) sorry for not posting I apologize
2) I was thinking of starting a series of one shots based on prompts from you guys with kid!merlin not necessarily assassin!merlin just either Merlin being younger than the canon or his childhood. I was wondering if you would like to read that so comment your thoughts.
Anyway on with the fic
As soon as practice ended Merlin stammered out an excuse and ran as fast as he could away from the knights so they could not ask anymore questions. Arthur may be a touch thick but he was not half as thick as Merlin always said and Leon, Lancelot and Percival were downright perceptive, if any of them caught on to any inconsistencies they would poke and prod until his entire story unravelled.
As Merlin ran the knights gathered and watched him run wondering why. Contrary to what Merlin said they weren't thick, for Merlin to panic and run like that the story had to be complete bullshit or there was more to it than that. Most of the knights were leaning toward the story just being complete bullshit including Lancelot. Though Lancelot thought it was just a bad story to cover up the use of magic but he wasn't so sure because there was no eye flash or incantation just reaction. The first to speak was Gwaine
"What's got him so spooked?! If that story was the truth or at least mostly the truth he wouldn't have run!" All the other knights but one had the same question on the tip of their tongues as well and that one was Lancelot.
Lancelot was desperately trying to think of something to cover Merlin's latest lie about his magic. It was magic right? Because wow Merlin could NOT lie to save his life, honestly that sort of knife skills from a week with a circus performer no way. It had to be magic and as Merlin's friend it was his job to cover for him, he hated lying to Arthur but Merlin was his friend first. So with a slightly heavy heart he gave his excuse.
"He's probably upset about talking about Will. It sounds like they were pretty close when they were kids and if Will only died a few years ago maybe he's still a bit unsettled talking about him. Especially since he was a sorcerer that probably makes it twice as difficult to talk about Will here in Camelot since we condemn sorcerers here." As he spoke he looked each knight in the eye to see if they believed him and they were all nodding along. With an inward sigh Lancelot lined up for the final blow
"Like think about how loyal Merlin is, think of his reaction if something happened to one of us. Either way think about it when has Merlin ever lied to us." He winced at that last bit thinking of all the times Merlin had lied that he knew about. Then he picked up his sword and walked off to take off his armor, after a few seconds he could hear the knights start to lumber after him and he sighed in relief, 'success' he thought sarcastically 'I'm getting better at lying'. Lancelot sighed he wished practice wasn't over because he needed to hit something.
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As Merlin ran away from the field he headed straight for the castle with his head down. Once ha got back to the castle he made a beeline for Gaius's chambers and his bed. He had maybe half an hour and he was dead on his feet maybe he could get half an hours sleep without any nightmares. As he laid his head on his pillow his last thought was about how unlikely that was and with that he drifted off to sleep.
A/N I apologize again for the wait. Anyway as always Like it? Hate it? Leave a review!
