(Please do read authors note at the end of chapter)

Chapter 6

Three days had passed since I had ended up here. After I'd gotten over my initial embarrassment of not knowing where the restroom, or chamber pot as they apparently called it, was and other little things that were dramatically different, Gwen and Morgana had tried to keep me company but were often drawn away because of other duties.

It was still a long process of adjusting and it was all still very confusing, but Gaius wouldn't let me out of the place I'd been holed up. He told me I was on bed rest until the wound on my head seemed better and my ankle had healed a bit. To say the least, I was feeling very antsy and am itching to get out of this damn stuffy room. I tapped my foot restlessly on the ground as I waited for Merlin or Gaius to get back. Whichever was the first to arrive, would feel my wrath. The door opened and I stood up, hands ready to express each word and deflated when I realized that it was neither Merlin nor Gaius, but rather a blonde headed, very good looking might I add, guy. His face held a scowl as he looked around the room and didn't find what he was looking for. I stood still, hoping he would just turn around and leave.

"Who are you?" He asked, looking at me with something I couldn't decipher. I floundered for a minute, probably looking like a fish. His blue eyes, a much lighter blue than Merlin's deep blue.

"Uh I'm Camilla, who are you?" I asked after finding my voice. I shuffled my feet as he narrowed his eyes at me, making me feel uncomfortable.

"You don't know who I am?" He asked, seeming a bit confused. I felt my eyebrows crease a bit in confusion. Was I supposed to know him?

"I'm sorry. I can't say that a do." I shrugged my shoulders trying my best to seem nonchalant.

"Well, when you see a tall, scrawny, pale, idiot, let him know that the Prince is looking for him." He replied while turning on his heel and swiftly exiting, leaving me with my mouth ajar slightly. I slowly sat back down and started tapping my foot again. Ah shit that was the Prince and I didn't acknowledge him right? I mean he had to have been the Prince because he most certainly did not look like a servant by any means. Not with the regal clothing fit for a Lord. It seemed like hours before the door opened again. I stood like I had before the Prince had come in and noticed the black haired man and the grey haired elderly man and started with my rant.

"You guys have to let me out of here! I can't stand the sound of my own blood swooshing through my ears any longer and don't even get me started on the smell of this place, no offense Gaius." I said, my voice raising slightly as I started to pace. "I just feel so cramped up in here. I'm feeling a lot better! My ankle doesn't even hurt me anymore and the ringing in my ears and pain in my head are both gone. I just need to get out!"

Both men stared at me as I pleaded with them. I really needed some more human interaction, which was something I never, ever thought I would think or better yet, hope for. Especially seeing as how I hate interacting with people in general, well some people.

"Camilla, there is no need for that. By tomorrow you should be ready to experience the great outdoors once more." Gaius said as he walked towards me and placed a hand on my arm. I let out a sigh of relief. Finally, I would get to explore the greatness that is Camelot. Something that I never thought I would ever have the privilege of saying. My mind clicked and my earlier interaction popped into my mind.

"Oh, by the way some guy about this tall came in and said that if I see a tall, skinny, pale, idiot to tell him the Prince is looking for him. Do you guys know who he was talking about." I asked, gesturing with my hands to show the mans height. I walked over to my cot and put the small blanket over my legs.

"That prat. I'll be back, Gaius. Camilla." He said, heading towards the door. I looked at Gauis confused. What was that about?

"Don't you worry, Camilla. Him and the Prince are like this all the time." My eyes widened at this and it hit me.

"Oh, he was talking about Merlin wasn't he?" I asked, feeling bad for the raven haired man. He was so nice and I didn't peg him as the type to called an idiot.

"Yes, my dear, he was. That's just the kind of odd relationship they've formed." He spoke, his words holding a sentimental feel to them. A strange feeling shot through me as I thought about how I had never had that type of relationship with anyone. It was one of those moments where I wished I had a best friend to banter with and get into trouble with me. I sighed and picked at the wool clothing I had traded my original clothing for. I couldn't help but miss my apartment. The small, cozy home was my sanctuary and the only place I'd ever felt like calling home. I just had to figure out a way to get back.

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I was helping Gaius make some sort of stew for dinner when Merlin walked through the door, covered in dirt and smelling like horse dung. I wrinkled my nose in disgust.

"What the hell have you been doing?" The words slipped through my mouth before I could stop them. My eyes widened as I brought my hand up to my lips.

"Mucking out the stupid stables for the Prince. It's one of these moments where I want to be the one to kill the prince instead of protecting him." He grumbled, after seeming surprised over the way I'd blurted the question out. I raised an eyebrow at him curiously.

"He can't be that bad, can he?" I said while absentmindedly stirring the stew in the pot. I glanced up again and looked at Merlin. He had stopped what he was doing and was giving me a glare. I brought my hands up and admitted defeat.

"Sorry! I guess he was that bad? No way." I said as he made him way to his room to wash up before dinner, seeing how he smelt horrendous. What felt like half an hour later, Merlin's door opened and he emerged back down and plopped onto the bench at the table. I had gotten impatient waiting for him and my hunger won, urging me to get a bowl of the heavenly smelling food. Gaius reprimanded me once he'd noticed what I was doing but didn't bother to stop home.

"You want some stew?" I asked after finishing my bowl. He nodded and sent me a slight smile.

"Yes, if you wouldn't mind. I had no time to eat breakfast and had a few pieces of some dried meat for lunch because I was in a rush to finish the chores Arthur had told me to get done." He said as I sat the bowl down in front of him. He immediately dug in, not really bothering to take a breath. After practically inhaling his food, he sat back, looking exhausted. "Thank you for the food. It was delicious.

I felt a blush rise on my cheeks at the compliment and sent him a smile. "It's not a problem. Gaius did most of the work while I watched and monitored the food to make sure it didn't burn."

"Well, I have to go prepare Arthur for bed and then do the same for myself. Tomorrow, I'll take you to the lower town and show you around. Gwen and Morgana might join us if they're free." He said, pushing himself up from his chair and making his way to the door.

"Okay, as long as I can escape this place it sounds amazing." I felt a small sense of relief flood through me at the thought of not having to stay in one place. As much as I liked to sit around, this sitting around was almost too much. I wanted to explore and see this place. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't hear Merlin walk out. I smiled to myself as I cleared the dishes from the table and washed them. I couldn't believe I was actually going to get to see Camelot as a whole tomorrow. I took no notice of Gaius who eyed me from his spot where he was making medicines or potions or whatever it was he was doing. I grabbed the washing bucket and walked to the smaller room where I had been staying while I was trying to recover. I stripped down and washed. I ran my hand over the bruises I had accumulated from the fall off the porch. I knew I should probably tell someone, but what if I did something wrong and altered the timeline? I'd seen the movies like Back to the Future where they accidentally altered the time they were in and erased people from existence. The was not something I wanted to set into motion. What could I possibly do? There had to be someone who could help. I just didn't think the person, or thing I should say, was closer than I had thought.

I put on the night clothes that Morgana had lent me while I was here and walked to the small, uncomfortable cot and laid down. I didn't think I was going to get any decent sleep tonight.

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It was a long night that consisted of me tossing and turning in bed. No matter how hard I tried to close my eyes and clear my head, it just wasn't working. I sighed and stood up from my bed. I looked outside to see if it looked like dawn was approaching, but it looked like there was still a few hours before it would. Something nagged in the back of my mind. My feet moved at their own accord. I tried to stop but it was as if my feet had a mind of their own as the crept out of the physicians home. My anxiety crept up on me as I quietly walked the silent halls. The palace was almost too quiet and still as I made my way down the corridors. This was wrong. So, so very wrong and I had no idea how to stop myself. The thought of being caught plagued my mind as I exited the palace and walked across the courtyard and passed the guards, seeming almost invisible. Something strange was indeed happening. My mind longed for me to head back and sleep but I just couldn't seem to stop. After my feet led me a while further, they suddenly came to a halt. My breath was coming out in quick little puffs as my chest constricted from freight.

"Poor little princess Camilla." A voice that seemed all around me spoke. I tried to turn my body but my feet remained glued to their spot. My head swiveled from left to right, trying to find out where it the voice was coming from. "Aren't you a long ways from home, well sort of."

"Who are you?" I managed to get out. This voice was not making any sense. The voices laughed manically.

"Now, now don't you worry about that. You have a more... pressing matter at hand, don't you?" The voice said, sounding a bit condescending. My eyebrows drew together in confusion.

"What do you want from me?" I asked, my anger starting to overpower the fear I was feeling. How dare this person interrupt my sleep, okay maybe not interrupt it since I was having a hard time with sleeping, but dragging me out here into the middle of nowhere. That was uncalled for.

"Why, you're the last piece needed." The voice spoke cryptically. Confusion flooded through me. This person, whoever they were, spoke in a riddle I didn't feel like solving. "Don't worry, princess. You'll know soon." The voice sounded closer than it had before. I willed myself to move and this time my feet followed my command. I spun around, trying to catch the culprit who had done this to me. My brain had not registered the fact that whoever it was had called me princess. A cloaked figure appeared in front of me. They placed their hand on me and whispered a few jumbled words before I had the chance to move as it all went dark once again.

A/N okay first off I'd like to thank the over 800 people who have read this story and given it a chance! Please do fave/follow this story and drop me a comment! They really do motivate me more to write!

Now onto the second thing I wanted to talk about- I am going to start a one shot story thing. It'll mostly be like Arthur/You, Merlin/You, Morgana/You, Gwen/You, etc. all you have to do is just PM a prompt and I'll write it. :) i hate to disappoint but I DO NOT write smut :( I'm absolutely terrible at it but anything else I will do. So yeah thank you all for taking time to read this story I love you 3

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