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Disclaimer: again I still (though I'm trying my best) do not own BBCs Merlin, if I did; Uther would be long dead, as would Lancelot, Freya would be alive, cured and with Merlin, Arthur would be king and with Gwen, Gwen's father would be alive and Mordred would be dead. Magic would be returned to Camelot and Morgana would not be evil.

Chapter 4

Merlin woke as he usually did at daybreak. He didn't open his eyes however, for he was warm and the most comfortable he'd ever been. Life, however, had other ideas. Four knocks sounded from the door; 1234...1234...1234...1234.

Merlin groaned and rolled over, opening his eyes to the blinding light. He blinked furiously, still hearing the knocking.

"Come in, come in" He called sleepily and yawned. Merlin sat up and stretched his arms above his head. That surely was one of the best night sleeps he'd ever had.

Vyorn came in, holding a tray; he placed it on the table and walked over to the bed.

"Time to get up sir" he said

Merlin looked at him sharply "What did I tell you?"

"Sorry S-Merlin" he smiled apologetically "Anyway, breakfast is ready and the king says he would like you to dine with him alone tonight, so he can tell you, he says you are to do as you wish before then, though he requests that you wear this tonight, and don't tell people your real name for now, don't know why, though" Vyorn stopped and looked happy for remembering everything. He took the clothes he was holding and put them into the wardrobe standing by the wall.

Merlin got out of bed and stretched a little more.

"You brought me breakfast?"

"Yeah, I was assigned to be your manservant of course I did"

Merlin faltered "M...Manservant??!"

"Yeah, now, hurry before it gets cold" Vyorn motioned at the breakfast and Merlin sat at the table.

He was surprised by just how much food there was. It was certainly very different to what he had become used to in Ealdor.

He ate and then Vyorn asked if he wanted any help with dressing, which Merlin declined, this boy may he been assigned to him by Uther, but Merlin wasn't stupid enough to need someone to dress him, like a child.

After Vyorn had left Merlin went behind the screen to change. He came out wearing his red tunic and usual trousers; he pulled on his boots and looked around in his pack (he still hadn't unpacked) for his scarf. Finding the blue one he slipped it around his neck and tied it securely. Merlin walked towards the door and, being Merlin, didn't notice something lying on the floor. Before he knew what was happening, he had fallen, his left hand twisting under him. Merlin gasped a little from the pain and stood up again. His hand was throbbing, though he doubted it was broken. Didn't Uthers maidservant say her father was the court physician? He would have to find him. He left the room.

A few minutes later, he was a little lost; he was in the courtyard, where the sound of drums had drawn him. He saw a man being lead to a platform, he heard Uthers voice, the man was being executed for sorcery! Merlin looked away from the man who had summoned him, he saw a woman standing at a window, watching the proceedings with a face like a storm cloud. Merlin could hardly bear to watch and walked away. He found himself in front of two guards, finally, some people who might know where Gaius was.

"Excuse me, where might I find Gaius, the court physician?"

The guard simply jerked his thumb over his shoulder.

Merlin found it; he walked inside, looking around. He told Gaius what had happened, feeling foolish, but luckily Gaius told him he had only sprained it and bandaged it tightly.

He thanked Gaius and then left his chambers.

As he was walking back through the courtyard he heard a voice, full of arrogance, say.

"Where's the target?"

Merlin turned to see a tall, muscular blonde wearing a red tunic and a few pieces of armour. He was talking to a brown haired boy, who seemed to be his servant.

"There sir" He spoke

"It's into the sun" The prince complained

"It's not that bright"

"A bit like you then" Joked the blonde boy and Merlin had to smile, he really had walked into that.

Merlin was astounded when the blonde started throwing knives at the servant, who was carrying the target. The boy stumbled and the target rolled to Merlin's feet, where he stood on it.

"Come on now, that's enough"
he blonde stared at him in surprise

"What?" he exclaimed

"You've had your fun, my friend" said Merlin

"Do I know you?"

"I'm Lenmir" He held out his hand, remembering the king's message not to tell anyone his real name.

"So I don't know you, and yet you called me friend?"

Merlin was becoming annoyed with the boy "That was my mistake"
"Yes I think so" He answered

"I'd never have a friend who could be such an ass"

The blonde looked dumbstruck

"Do you know who I am?"

"Nope, should I?"
"I am Prince Arthur of Camelot for your information" He said coolly

"Oh, good for you" Merlin had had enough of the prince already, he began to walk away

"Oh don't run away" The prince called after him tauntingly (AN: He says that so funny LOL)

Merlin stopped "From you"

"Good I thought you were deaf as well as dumb"

Merlin turned annoyed

"Look, I've told you you're an ass, I just didn't realise you're a royal one"

Arthur glanced at the guards and Merlin taunted him

"Oh, what are you going to do, get your daddy's men to protect you?"

The prince laughed, though threw a mace at Merlin

Then swung his own through the air

"I warn you I've been training to kill since birth"

"Wow" said Merlin sarcastically "And how long have you been training to be a prat?"

"You can't address me like that!" said the prince

"Sorry" said Merlin, continuing with his sarcasm "How long have you been training to be a prat? My Lord" He added a mock bow and then jumped back as a mace was swung at him. (AN: again, we all know how the fight goes)

Later Merlin was back in his room. He took off his tunic to look at the wound Arthur had given him. It wasn't too bad, he cleaned the wound and had just s slipped his shirt back over his head when Vyorn came in.

"It's time to get ready Si-Merlin"

"Okay, thank you Vyorn"

The boy walked over to the wardrobe and removed the clothes he had placed in there.

"That was a brave thing you did today, S-Merlin, not many would stand up to the prince like that"
"You mean the prat? Yeah, I suppose not many would"

"Well, the servants think you're a bit of a hero"

"Oh do they?"

"Yeah, now sir, you really must get ready for your meal with the king"

The boy left, leaving Merlin alone once more. Merlin started to dress in the clothes placed on the bed, though he would have preferred his usual attire. Once he was ready, he checked himself in the mirror, then left to see the king.

AN: Well, how was that? I know a lot of it was from 'the dragons call' but I love it when Merlin asks about the prat training LOL. Did anyone get the knocking?

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