Really need to get back into writing. Well I will do it when I am meant to be listening to a lecture later.

If you haven't seen, I have posted two Doctor Who fanfics if anyone is interested.

Please enjoy.

The Decision of the Council

Merlin walked down the halls. For once, the crown that rested on his head, felt lighter. He hoped that this will be the first council meeting where there could be some sort of agreement on things that he wanted. He wasn't going to go straight in and ask for magic to be made legal. He knew he had to take baby steps.

He felt good and he was sure that nothing could change his mood. Today was the day that anyone could become a knight. The law that only nobles could be knights was outdated when people like Lancelot could easy take on any knight that came at him.

It was going to be the start of the change. This was what was going to begin his reign.

"Lancelot has been here for a while now." Merlin started. "I understand the law that is put in place but he is easy as good as any of the knights we have at the moment. I want to make him one of my knights."

He watched them as they all looked at each other.

"It was something that your father had raised with the council but we just cannot accept it."

"Why not?"

"Because it has been like that for years, since the beginning of the kingdoms." One of the other lords answered.

"It isn't that I am going to let anyone be a knight." Merlin argued. "When did name become more important that skill? There are some knights that I know that have had to have extra training because they don't have the skills that it takes to be a knight. They may be good now but Lancelot has natural talent and skill. I have seen it with my own eyes."

"I am sure that hasn't happened."

"Well as I know, you know that I was Arthur's servant. I know what extra training he gave out. I know how many should have failed but were made to pass because their father's sat on this very council. I know all the secrets." Merlin held himself back.

He could have kept going on. He would have told them to get off their high horse. He would have told them that his father married a peasant woman. But he knew that it would get him nowhere.

"You cannot make Lancelot a knight because he doesn't belong to a noble house. If he did, there would be no stopping you. And you will not go against us. We are the voice of the people. We are what they all think. They would not be happy with someone as common as them to rise above their station."

"You have no idea what the people want."

Merlin stood up and stormed out of the room. He had to leave before they requested that he abdicated or something along those lines.

The door slammed heavily against the wall and Merlin instantly regretted it as it flew back towards him. He managed to stop the door from slamming back in his face. He reached up and took the crown off his head and tossed it onto his bed.

He was more than a little upset by the way that the meeting with the council went. He would jump through so many hoops just to get them to trust him and that he knew what he was doing and saying. The people didn't care who was made a knight just as long as they served the kingdom and was loyal and protected them.

Merlin sat on the edge of his bed and placed his head in his hands.

Hunith had watched her son push his door and heard the bang as it hit the wall. Obviously the council meeting hadn't gone as planned. It was something that she didn't know how to fix. If they were like it with Merlin and he was the king, then there was no chance that they were going to listen to her.

She watched from the door as he threw his crown and place his head in his hands.

They had tried so hard to put some confidence in him, that he was doing a good job. But every time they had picked him up, the council seemed to knock him down again.

Merlin had all the confidence and ideas to be a good king and Hunith knew that if the council gave him a chance to do what he wanted, they would see that as well. But the inexperience probably wasn't helping.

"Oh Merlin." She said as she made her presence known.

"Is it not enough that I do what they ask of me? Is it not enough that I am my father's son?" Merlin said through the tears. "If it was Arthur asking them, then they would consider it. That's all I would like them to do. Consider it. I don't need them to tell me yes or no right there and then."

"You are doing a brilliant job."

"Why can only you and the others see that? Why can't they see that? I only asked to make Lancelot a knight. It's not like I was asking for magic to be made legal. I know that it is tradition for nobles to be knights but why can't it be on skill?"

"I don't know, this is as new to me as it is you."

"I don't even think if I had lived like this for all my life, I would be ready."

"It will come. Just give them a bit more time. Just be a bit patient with them. They have thought for many years that they would be under Arthur. I know you were distraught when you found out that they only saw you as a servant but that is the role that they knew you as. It will come Merlin and when it does, you will be able to show them and the kingdom what type of king you are."

"I know that I will have to wait. I will keep waiting until they do trust me like they did Uther." Merlin stopped for a moment.

"What is it?"

"I don't want to suspect him but what if he does still have some control? They are the men that he put as his council." He dropped his voice to a whisper. "What if he had something to do with my father's death?"

"Maybe." She said at the same level as him. "But I would just keep it to yourself."

"I will."