So this is the third little drabble. Just so you all know, the only reason for Arthur going to Morgana in the last drabble was because there really is no other sorcerer for him to go to, there kind all in hiding or dead, so it makes it rather difficult. When I re-write it I may have him go to the druids or Gaius, but yeah. So this one is about Merlin telling Arthur about his magic, hop e you like!
It was but midday in the town of Camelot and everyone was out and about. The paths and town square were packed full of people. All of a sudden people began to jump out of the way, some yelped as someone was forcing their way through the crowd. Merlin emerged shoving a women with a basket on her arm out of the way.
"Sorry," He turned back while still running down the path. When he turned back he almost ran into a wooden trailer full of hay. "Woah!" he spun to the side just missing it and continued on his way dodging people, animals, and equipment. He ran out past the guards, over the bridge and out into the fields.
"Gaius, Gaius!" He yelled as he ran towards the old man in the field.
Gaius had decided to go out and gather herbs and flowers to replenish his stock. "What is all the fuss Merlin?"
"I did it," He stopped out of breath in front of his mentor. "Arthur's decided to lift the law on magic!"
The vegetation Gaius had in his hand fell to the ground. "How?"
"We were having a rare sentimental moment the other day and magic was brought up. I just made the comment that not all people with magic are evil and a few other very ingenious things." Merlin could not stop smiling. "Today he said he had been thinking about what I said and I just found out he is going to lift the law."
"Merlin that's wonderful!" He leaned forward and grabbed Merlin in a hug. "This is a magnificent thing."
*Next Day*
Arthur was sitting at his desk writing a letter while Merlin was walking around the room picking up. He dropped a large load of clothes and chainmail on the floor and Arthur let out an annoyed sigh.
"He Arthur." Today was the day he was going to tell him.
He stopped writing and looked up at his friend. "Yes Merlin." He tried to contain his annoyance.
"So I was thinking that today is an awfully big day and that we should celebrate." Arthur was even more annoyed at the stupid grin on his face.
"Merlin, I'm in the middle of writing a very important letter." He held up the unfinished letter just to make a point. "Besides if you didn't notice there is now a bright shiny crown on my head, Do you know what that means?"
Merlin acted like he was seriously thinking for a moment. "That you are now King of the Turnip heads."
"Merlin." Arthur practically shouted, "Shut up."
"I could help." He started walking over to the desk.
A slight smile appeared on the king's face. "I don't need your help."
"You sure?" Merlin's eyebrows shot up as he questioned, "I can name a few times when you did."
"Go on then, name those times." Arthur sat down his writing utensil and rest his chin on his hands in interest."
Merlin smiled again, "Well there was the time I forced that knight to use the snakes on his shield, when the griffin attacked, the countless times you had been put under a love potion, or when I saved your life. Did you honestly believe that there was that many poorly built ceilings or that many unstable caverns about Camelot?" Arthur looked at his friend in confusion as he rambled on. "Did you ever wonder how I did my chores that fast? Or for instance how many miracles happened in this town?"
"Did you hit your head?" Arthur questioned.
"Arthur I'm a sorcerer." There it was out in the open.
Arthur's one eyebrow shot up, "Okay Merlin seriously, are you okay?"
"Inbringe cume mec" His eyes lit up and the contents on Arthur's desk began to levitate.
Arthur's eyes bugged out of his head and he tried to quickly get up but ended up tripping over his chair ending up on the floor. He squirmed his way to the bed and with the use of a post from his bed managed to stand back up. "All this time?"
"Pretty much." Merlin rocked back on his heels.
"So all those times we accused you of being a sorcerer, the times you said you were good at keeping a secret?" Arthur was trying to process everything.
"Anything else I can get for you Arthur?" Merlin asked as he turned to grab the pile of dirty clothes and chainmail.
"A tankard of mead." He replied.
Merlin smiled. "Coming right up."
"Oh and Merlin." Arthur walked back over to his desk as the things settled back down. "Finish this for me will you? Then you and I are going to have a nice long chat." He held up the unfinished letter and smiled.
"I was expecting that." Merlin grabbed the letter from Arthur's hand.
"And, I believe I owe you a thank you." He looked at his friend, "So thank you."
"Finally!" Merlin exclaimed, "And here I thought I would die before I heard the great King Turnip head utter those two words."
"Shut up," Arthur sneered with a smile before going to walk out of the room.
Okay so how was that? What sort of drabble shall I write about next?