Once again Merlin got the feeling he was being watched, he looked around the room for the source of the unsettling feeling and his eyes clashed with another pair of beautiful blue eyes.
The eyes belonged to his classmate; Arthur PenDragon. He had a weird look in the cerulean blue eyes, like he was trying to figure something out. He looked away when he noticed Merlin looking and Merlin also turned back to the front of the classroom; the lesson completely forgotten as hauntingly familiar image of castles and dragons flashed into his mind.
It was lunch and Merlin was sat eating peacefully with his new friends; Lancelot and Gwaine. "Here comes her royal highness." Gwaine mumbled into his sandwich and Merlin looked up to see the young PenDragon walking purposefully towards him.
"Can we talk?" Merlin smirked at the opportunity to humiliate him and said sarcastically "why yes, we can; look we're doing it now."
Arthur growled "you know what I mean." Merlin sighed; he didn't want to deal with this man's stupidity today. "What do you want?" he asked as he turned in his seat to give the rich, spoilt boy his full attention.
"Could we possibly talk alone?" he asked and Merlin sighed again before rising from his seat. "Sorry guys, see you in class." Lancelot and Gwaine nodded unperturbed and resumed eating their lunches.
"Lead on; your highness." Merlin said uninterested and Arthur scowled at the use of nickname before walking up to the roof of the school. They were both quiet for a moment as Arthur thought how to phrase his question and Merlin watched the sky as birds soared across the empty sky.
A memory of flying materialized in his mind but it was not his own; he had never been on an aeroplane in his life. "I dream of you." Arthur finally said and winced, he could have said that better he thought to himself as he watched Merlin watch the sky.
"You have wet dreams about me?" Merlin asked unconvinced. "NO! Oh god. No" Arthur yelled which caused Merlin to burst out laughing. "Good cause I wouldn't wanna break your heart."
"Shut up Merlin" Arthur drawled and for some reason the way Arthur pronounced Merlin's name sound familiar to them both. "I have dreams of you, but it's not you." Arthur said bewildered, scratching his head. "I'm in it too; I'm a king and you're my servant."
Merlin snorted but waved for Arthur to continue when he had a glare levelled at him. "Gwen and Morgana are there also. Me and you fight monsters together and you use magic."
He paused for a moment as he recalled one dream about a giant panther with wings attacking his kingdom. "It feels so real though like when you recall a memory, I don't know what to call it." He looked up at Merlin who was stood shell-shocked. He'd been having the same dreams but that wasn't want he was shocked about.
He knew what the dreams were; they were memories from a past life. "You said I do magic in your dreams?" he asked in disbelief and Arthur scowled. "Forget I said anything." Before he could leave Merlin grabbed his arm and asked "was it anything like this?" and then he held his out in front of him, palm facing outwards.
"Hors, beride รพรก heofonum" as soon as he finished his spell a horse was conjured from the smoke that came from the kitchens chimney pipe. "Yes like that, you did that one a couple of times."
"It's one of my favourite. I have the dreams as well, Arthur." He looked at Merlin a grin spread across his face "so this means I'm not mad." But then his grin turned into a frown. "But what do they mean?" he asked Merlin hoping he had some answers.
"Nope, if you can't figure it out on your own then you'll never know!" Merlin stated before turning on his heel and racing down the stairs that lead back into the school. "Wait, then you know what they mean?" Arthur called after him but got no reply.
"At least give me a clue." Arthur mumbled as he took one last look at the horse before it disappeared.