MerlinMorgana1597: Nope, not a dragonlord yet... Yep, BBMF (Bad but mother friend, my clean version, ;)) most likely soon... Unless the plot takes a whole different direction. OOuuuuch red chili! DX XD DX Oooohh *Hands you some water*
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24 HOURS EARLIER
A knighting ceremony, Merlin mused. Knighting ceremonies, council meetings, speeches, banquets... Being a healer, servant, and in charge of most magical things that went on, he sometimes wondered thought he could be in several places at once. He walked beside the king, arms moving by his sides. He vaguely heard Morgana and Gwen joking with each other as they walked with them as well.
Arthur noted Merlin's far away expression. He snapped his fingers in front of Merln's face. "Merlin, you still with us?" he asked teasingly as they walked. Morgana and Gwen didn't join in on Arthur's teasing, but they both heard. Gwen smiled and shook her head, while Morgana simply rolled her eyes.
"More so than you; your head's up in the clouds, I mean, thinking about Gwen and all, like you've been doing the past months."
Arthur jabbed an elbow into Merlin's side and grimaced at him. "Merlin, you couldn't keep a secret to save your life-luckily for you, it's not really a secret." He took Gwen's hand in his own, and the two smiled at each other.
Morgana smiled, glad that Arthur and Gwen could finally be together, without Uther to stop them. She'd always thought Gwen had a good heart, and that Arthur and she would be wonderful together.
Merlin grinned. "I hope your future children aren't as pompous as you," he mumbled.
"I'm not pompous. You're just sensitive..." he paused, realizing he didn't have his ceremonial sword. Arthur rolled his eyes and looked at Merlin. "Merlin, aren't you missing something?" he asked. Of course, he didn't blame Merlin for forgetting it, as he was busy-still, he could tease, and he would.
Merlin looked up for a moment, before shrugging and shaking his head. "Well, if I was, it wouldn't be you," he joked.
Oh. He grimaced. "Oh, erm," he slowed down, putting his hands in front of himself, "I'll get it," he said, and spun around, jogging back in the direction of Athur's chambers.
Arthur rolled his eyes and laughed. Gwen smiled derisively. "Arthur, there's no need to be so hard on Merlin, you know."
Arthur nodded. "I know."
Morgana nodded to both of them. "I'll give you both a minute alone. I will see you at the cerimony."
...Merlin turned around a corner and slid, pausing to catch his balance again, then running forward. He stopped in front of Arthur's door, throwing it open and searching the room for the sword. He walked briskly, snatching it from its place on the table. He stared at the blade for a moment, looking up and down before he turned around.
He came face to face with a man who towered over him. He took a step back. "Who are you?" he asked.
The only reply he got was the man put a hand on his shoulder and smirked. Merlin non-verbally forced him back a step, and tried to get around him. "What do you want?" the young warlock asked as the other person blocked his way several times.
"Everything," the man gloated greedily. The smile on his face widened.
Magic all but sprang forth, heavily pushing against the grinning man and tossing him backwards several feet until his back connected with the floor. Merlin made a move for the door again, sword in hand, and started opening it, when fingers roughly wrapped around his bicep. He grimaced. Could he really not catch a break?
"Onslæp n-" the spell he started to utter was interrupted by something cold clapping around his wrist, and a hand snatching the back of his hair. His magic tried to lash out, resulting in his organs lighting on fire, or having the feeling of it. Like shards of glass boiling in his veins. With a cry of pain, he tried to pull the hand away, only to feel his face being bashed into the door before him.
Everything became dark.