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Chapter 5

Previously

"So if someone were a wizard..." quickly glancing at Merlin. " or... if someone possessed an item of magic and that person was caught...?"

Merlin finished my sentence. "He would be sentenced to death."

All color drained from my face. "So what your saying is..." I laughed nervously, an attempt to hide my fear. "...if someone found out that I was wearing a magic necklace, I would be put to death?"

My voice wavered at the end.

Merlin answered with a cautious voice. "Well...yes."

I'm gonna die. My breathing increased as I thought about what I just heard. My life had never been threatened, not that it was...'yet' … I mean I've never done anything that would put my life at risk. Sure I lit fireworks out my window once, sat out of the sun roof of a speeding car many times before. I ran into a gym pole once and broke my permanent tooth, I had to get a replacement. And there was that one time I almost fell from a two story high window because the latter fell from under my feet. I was trying to sneak back into the house in the middle of the night. You know just normal young adult/teenager stuff.

But this really did scare me. I didn't know what I'd do if I was caught. Maybe Merlin would save me. That thought made me smile inwardly. My own personal Clark Kent. He's got the colors down. Hero complex. I laughed inwardly. Wow I forgot how much my mind drifted when I let it loose. I think WAY too much sometimes. How long was I staring into space? Crap, I must look like an idiot.

I looked at Merlin and Gauis. They were just looking at me cautiously, trying not to freak me out.

Ha! TOO LATE!

I closed my eyes. "Ok. I am perfectly fine. Nothing is going to happen. I'm fine. Just breathe." I said to calm my nerves. I wasn't paying attention the the pulsating glow emanating from my chest. "I read once that bananas can calm the nerves. Do you have any bananas?" People told me I tend to run my mouth when I'm nervous. I guess they were right.

Merlin had that worried look in his eyes. I was sure he was going to say what he was thinking but just then, a strange boy burst into the small house. "Prince Arthur requests you immediately. He's quite... um... upset. Do not repeat these words but I'm afraid he'll throw a fit if you do not hurry." I guess he was talking to Merlin.

Whoa Prince Arthur! I need to meet him!

But if Arthur doesn't know Merlin has magic yet, why would he need him? Are they friends? He's a prince and Merlin is just a commoner. A commoner in everyone's eyes but mine.

Merlin got up and started grabbing things.

"Great! What could Arthur possibly want this time? His armor polished? Clothes mended? Oh did I forget his royal comb?" Merlin complained. He does chores for Arthur? What?

"Merlin?" I liked saying his name. He turned to face me. "hmm?"

"You do chores for Arthur?" I was confused

"If you're his servant, you do." Merlin half smiled.

"You're his servant?" I was bewildered. He couldn't be a.. servant?. I did NOT see that coming. "Yes unfortunately." He replied with thoughtful eyes. "I'll be back shortly though... I think." He smiled and left the room.

Once he left I decided to get some rest. Gauis offered me Merlin's room.

But the problem with that was I knew that if I found a diary or some secret book, I would not be able to control my curiosity.

Merlin...

Merlin walked down the hallway towards Arthur's room. He stopped with his hands on the handles, afraid at what he would find. He hesitated a second till his courage built up then burst through the doors.

Arthur was leaning against his table, shirtless. He had a such angry expression on his face. 'Oh great.' Once Arthur saw his manservant, he glared at Merlin. Ever so slowly, he walked to the table Arthur was about to break in half. "You called? Sire?" He said very humbly.

Arthur picked up a light pink shirt that was lying on the table and held it up for Merlin to examine.

"Merlin... What is wrong with this shirt?" Arthur said calmly, which was never a good thing.

Merlin smirked. "It's pink?" Merlin answered amusingly.

"Ah, but you see I don't own any pink shirts."

"Hmm...odd." He looked at the shirt closely. "It looks a lot like your favorite white tunic I washed the other..." Merlin eyes widened as he realized what he had done. That WAS his white tunic. When Merlin washed it 2 days ago, he also washed Arthur's red shirt at the same time. The red dye must have mixed in with the white causing it to turn pink. 'Oh no' Merlin ran his hand through his hair.

"This was my FAVORITE shirt, Merlin! Do you know how rare this material is?" He shouted. Merlin just gave him an apologizing look. "Oops"

"Oops? Is that all you have to say? UGH! What am I going to do with you?" Arthur groaned in frustration. He rubbed his shoulder, stress was all over him. He breathed slowly.

After he was calm he said with a bitter tone. "I need to work out all these knots in my back. I call the large one, little Merlin."

"That has got to be the creepiest thing anyone's ever said to me."

Merlin smiled at the next thought that came into his mind. "Well think of it as a good thing. You can show the Knights more of your sensitive side."

Arthur suddenly became fierce. "I'm warning you, if word of this little incident gets out of this room, I will start making things very difficult for you!" Arthur threatened

"You mean you haven't even been trying? All this time?" Merlin teased.

"No one is to know I have a pink shirt." Dangling the shirt in Merlin's face.

To Merlin's great luck and amusement, Gwaine walked in. He saw Arthur holding up the shirt to himself. "Well, well, well, what do we have here? I do say, pink is a good color for you princess." Merlin tried not to laugh when he said 'princess' but failed. It just came out as a snort.

"Get out!" Arthur yelled

"Its not his, Gwaine...he was just trying it on." Merlin could barely keep the grin off his face. "Shut up, Merlin!" Arthur barked right before Gwaine darted out the door. He poked his head back in. "We can postpone our training session till later, im sure you're quite busy trying on clothes." He ran before Arthur had the chance to put him in the stocks. Merlin just snorted again.

Arthur pointed a finger at Merlin's "not amused" face as if it were a dagger. "What did I tell you about telling anyone else?"

"I don't know. What did you say?"

"I told you NO!"

"Ah but your eyes said yes." Merlin only smiled. What fun this was!

"You are going to pay, believe me Merlin."

"It's really hard to feel threatened by you when you're holding a pink shirt." Merlin continued to get on Arthur's nerves.

"Well since you like it so much, Here!" He threw the shirt at Merlin's face. "You can take it. It'll match your girly fighting skills."

"Thanks." Merlin said sarcastically.

"Pack your bags, Merlin. Oh and ready the horses too." Arthur proclaimed.

"What? Where are we going?"

"We're going to purchase a new shirt, to replace the one that you ruined!" Arthur hissed back at him.

"Ugh!" Merlin groaned loudly. He hated going on trips. Sleeping on the cold hard ground, barely any food. No baths. There's bugs and flies always crawling on you. Not to mention the fear of being attacked by bandits while your asleep.

"Oh Merlin I meant to ask earlier only I was rather busy. How is she? The girl. Did she wake?" Arthur interrupted his train of thought.

"Yes. She's resting now." Merlin answered.

"Did you find out what happened?" He asked again.

"She was just... lost and tired. She traveled a very long way with no food or water but Gauis said she'll be fine. Her name is Angela by the way." Merlin smiled at him. He was happy she was not injured and that she'd be OK.

"Pretty name. I'm glad she's alright. Tell Gauis if he requires anything, he only need and ask." Arthur responded seriously. "Well then. Off you go, Merlin. I want you back here in 20 minutes! Do NOT be late!"

"When am I ever?" Merlin joked, making Arthur chuckle.

…...

Merlin was walking down the corridor to Gauis' chambers when he bumped into Gwaine. "Merlin, my friend, where are you headed to?"

"Arthur and I are going on a trip to get him a new shirt." Merlin tried not to laugh at the thought of Arthur's shirt.

Gwaine laughed. "So... uh...how is she?" Merlin knew who he was referring too. "I didn't quite get the chance to stop by... She is very pretty. I've never seen such red hair before, have you?"

"No, I haven't" Merlin encouraged. "Why don't you go and introduce yourself?"

"Maybe later. Me and Percival have a date with the cook." Gwaine winked at him and smiled a wide mischievous grin.

"You stealing food from the kitchen again?" He raised a suspicious eyebrow at him.

Gwaine started to walk away back wards. He responded with his shoulders shrugged, and hands out

"I don't know what you're talking about." He practically skipped away.

Merlin laughed as walked through the door. Gauis was reading a book. But Angela wasn't in the room. "Gauis, Arthur is going on a...trip and i need to go with him."

"Where is it that you're going?" Gauis looked up at him.

"I don't know."

"When will you be back?"

"I don't know."

"Do you know why you are taking such a journey?"

"I'm not really sure... completely."

"Well is there anything you do know?" Gauis said, frustrated.

"We're getting a shirt." He smiled and with that he strode towards his room.

"Merlin, Angela is resting. Be careful not to wake her."

He slowly creaked the door open and stepped inside the room. He thought he would find her sleeping but she was sitting on his bed. Her arms wrapped around her knees, looking out the small window. Angela turned to look at him and smiled. "So what did Arthur.. Prince Arthur want?"

"Ah, he was just complaining about his shirt." He smiled. "Umm.. He is going on a journey..."

"And you're going with him?"

"Yeah."

"So you're leaving then?" She was sad. She didn't want him to go. She didn't want to be alone. To be without him. He made her felt safe. She wanted to talk with him. Ask questions about Camelot and Arthur. Just being with him, she knew nothing would happen to her.

He could tell what she was thinking, he walked to where she was sitting, hands folded on her lap. He placed his hand on hers, "I promise I'll come back as soon as a I can. Nothing is going to happen to you. I won't let it, I promise. And besides, you're in the best care in all of Camelot." She smiled at him. He really did care. She was still practically a complete stranger to him but he already felt a strong but invisible bond between them.

He finished gathering his things and then.. he was gone.