Author's Note:

Hello is anyone out there still?, Happy Valentine's Day my lovers, I'm Back! hehe im a sorry im such a bad author/uploader. Turns out illness and writers block are not good combinations who knew, anyways Baby's got back now i promise to do more if you guys want it. Im doing abit of a time leap in this chapter because i wanna get right into the story and set it up without too many filler chaps so i hope you guys enjoy reading, try and guess what will be happening with these 3 characters haha please do review the more you do it the faster i'll put more up. Apologies about crap grammar and spelling i try i promise. thanks readers!

I don't own Merlin, but i wanna own Merthur so bad

Chapter 5

17 Years later...

The Youngest Prince of Camelot had just finished training with his older brother and the knights, He was exhausted from developing the skills of his magic combined with training with swords he had double the work. 21 year old Arthur was proving to be quite a challenge when he went to battle mode and relentlessly tried to hack Merlin's body to pieces, Merlin admired the way his brother was so fierce, brave and strong when fighting not that he'd tell Arthur that but he was sure it would cause men double their age to tremble with fear. The Pendragon brothers were the most skilled fighters in Camelot a fact everyone was proud of, if you were to encounter one of them in a fight you better start praying to your lucky stars, The two of them together combined you were done for. It was like that for years the Pendragon name oozed power and respect. Merlin had shed his Armour and had bathed, he made his way to the royal gardens often after a fight. He loved the peace, serenity and simplicity of nature in the gardens. It gave him an opportunity for rare time where he didn't have a title, any duties or responcibilities to carry out.

As Merlin walked down the steps of the castle, he was deep in thought about ways to beat his brother next time in training, when suddenly he was knocked off his feet. Two guards stepped forward to help and protect him but he held up a hand to signal he was fine, He looked up and was instantly mesmerized by two beautiful brown eyes which held his gaze for a second before darting around nervously. He took in the features of the owner of the eyes who was crouching down and he wanted to gasp, he saw pale skin, soft looking pink lips and dark wavy hair framing her face as it flew in the wind. She nervously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear not knowing where to look, WOW Merlin thought she was an angel.

The Young Prince smiled slightly, he wanted to apologize but his throat felt dry instead he opted to pick up the sheets he made her drop gathering them in his arms they both stood he offered her the sheets which she took gently.

"I'm so sorry Your Highness, I wasn't paying attention to where i was going..." she adorably rambled on not knowing what to say to avoid the stocks.

Merlin simply stared at her beauty, the longer he did the more butterflies fluttered in his stomach, he felt the infatuation for her blossom so softly. It made him smile wider at her for a minute, he held a hand up to quieten her ramblings.

"It's alright, no harm done" he gave a small smile once more.

His cheek's dimpled as the smile grew wider, it worked in reassuring her as the young servant's shoulders relaxed. She smiled sheepishly at the raven haired Prince.

"What's your name? I haven't seen you here before" he asked intrigued.

She blushed furiously, unsure of herself once again. Royals were hardly known to have conversations or small talk with mere servants, it was usually orders and commands.

"I'm...I...er..." god she was making a fool of herself, in front of a handsome Prince it was so embarrassing.

He frowned at her, as she grew more worried what he must think of her.

Merlin couldn't help but keep his eyes on her, as she blushed and stumbled he found it utterly endearing.

He smiled honestly at her "It's ok, don't be frightened, I mean you no harm." He assured her, equally worried he came off weird.

"My name is Freya, sire" she curtsied scolding herself as she had nearly forgotten to earlier, he grinned at her he looked perfect in every way then again Prince's usually did.

"Nice to meet you Freya" He gently took her hand and kissed her knuckles, They blushed at the small tingles on lips and hand.

Both looked unsure as the silence became awkward neither moving an inch, gaining some confidence she broke the quiet.

"I must attend to these sheets, excuse me my lord" He nodded remembering the royal garden's awaited him.

"Of course" He side stepped walked confidently towards his destination, proud he didn't give in to the urge to look back. She however turned towards him and watched his retreating figure until it disappeared through the gates out of sight. She sighed softly turning to head into the castle when she stopped in her tracks gasping at the unexpected person in front of her.

The King's Ward The Lady Morgana stood in her ethereal beauty wearing the most gorgeous blue dress. She had her arms crossed in a defensive expression, she sent Freya the most heated looks, Glaring intensely at the servant. Morgana's cheek's grew hot from anger as she witnessed the events in front of her. Freya was sure if looks killed she would not be very fortunate at the moment, so she avoid the usual green eyes, which were filled with rage directed at her.

Morgana finally spoke "What are you waiting for? get to you chores" She hissed at the young girl.

Freya winced and hurried away into the castle.

She knew the day would be a long one if it started like this.

Author's note:

well well...there you have it, Don't worry Arthur fans he'll be a coming soon, hope you liked it review lemme know how to improve it or any idea's you'd like to see. By the way the story is not only romance it has another aspect which i will introducing next... remember the hooded figure (i have some sort of fixation with them haha) at Merlin's crib He'll be a coming too keep reading and find out.

Thanks guys the support means alot xxx