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uther began his morning with a large feast. The banquet hall was decorated extravagantly, with banners showing the Pendragon crest hung along the ceiling. Nobles from the neighboring kingdoms had arrived for the week of celebration. Arthur spoke to his father, talking about little thing, when Uther asked the question Arthur had been dreading.
"Arthur, where is that servant of yours, the one I assigned you a couple of months ago."
"oh, Merlin? he's... uh Gaius had him run some errands, and he uh... well I told Gaius to continue using him for the day. I don't need him."
"alright." Uther said tilting his head up slightly. Thats when Arthur noticed Gaius standing in the corner of the room.
"If you would excuse me father, I have some minor business to attend to."
"Of course. Go on Arthur."
"Thank you, father." Arthur stood from the table and began to walk over to Gaius. Once he was out of sight of the table, Arthur quickened his pace to catch up with Gaius. Once he had caught, He slowed his walk to match Gaius's.
"What is it, Gaius? Has Gwaine found Merlin yet?"
"No, Merlin is still missing, but Gwaine has returned bearing news of thieves, a large group, traveling through the forrest, using old pathways. I thought it would be a good idea for you to go out, telling Uther your looking for them while looking for merlin as well." Gaius spoke ask, spitting his words out as he walked. Again the thought forced itself into Arthur's mind.
it's your fault...
No! I won't think like that right now! Arthur forced the thought back out of his mind as he said,
"Alright Gaius, I will inform my father and be out of the city with Gwaine soon." Arthur then departed and went back to the banquet hall. People where still laughing and enjoying the large morning meal when Arthur reached his father.
"Father" he began "I must attend business outside the city, a group of thieves trespassing in our woods. I will be back before dawn breaks tomorrow."
"Yes, I would expect no less from my son."
"De well father, and happy birthday." With that, Arthur departed for the armory to pick up some light armor before meeting Gwaine. when he had successfully secured the armor and descended the entrance stairs, he was surprised to see Gwaine coming out of the stables with two horses.
"God, your slow! come on princess, lets go" Arthur glared at Gwaine as he mounted the large black stallion. Gawine mounted his brown mare and they where off.
Merlin awoke to the sound of horses. The beats of hoofbeats as well as whinnying cane from his left. Merlin knew that These where not Arthurs horses, they where to big and made to much noise. Moving as fast as he dared, merlin his in a bush behind his tree. He had moved just fast enough to escape from the sights of the men who rode into merlin's little campground.
"Looks life we came to late, no one is here,"
"They ought to be here somewhere" gruff voices came from the men who mounted the large horses.
"Search! look for anything of value" the same voice who had last spoken spoke again. The men never searched the bushes, only the aria surrounding the fire. the sun went down and the thieves set up camp. Merlin was still in his hiding place, for he was not able to move due to the thieves layout. Merlin had formed a plan, through his constant headache, in the time he had. Finally, when he heard the last of the mens breath even out, Merlin stood. It was dark, the sun had completely descended out of the sky, but the moon was full. Small streams of light seeped through the trees. Merlin's eyes where glued to the ground trying, in vain, to keep the nausea at bay. It was because of this that Merlin did not hear the snapping of a twig beneath his foot.
A sharp pain embedded itself in merlin's torso. He let out a cry as he fell to the ground. Short, uneven breaths came from Merlin's mouth, and with each breath a sharp pain shot through him. When he had hit the ground he had instinctively curled into a ball on his side. Slowly feeling his stomach with his had he felt the hilt of a knife embedded there.
"I knew someone was still here." A new voice came from the deep woods. It was still a mans voice, but it sounded younger. Not as gruff as the others. A man stepped into the moonlight. He looked about twenty years of age. A crooked smile was on his face. Merlin knew him. He was a wanted thief from the far north, known for being cruel, vicious, and bloodthirsty. No one knew his name, so the kingdoms had taken to calling him Vitias, meaning crime in latin.
"who are you?" the thief asked, grasping merlins hair and bringing his face closer. Merlin stayed silent for two reasons, one: he was in to mush pain to talk, and two: he did still have his morals and was not going to reveal his identity that easily.
"no? Well we have time. Edwerd, tie him to that tree and make sure its tight. Vitias kicked merlin and with sharp accuracy, hit the center of the hilt, sending the knife further into merlin's torso. Merlin let out a strangled cry, but did not scream. He would not let this monster get the satisfaction he wished for. When the man, presumably Edwerd, started to drag him toward the tree, leaving anthill of blood, Merlin was graced with uncontioustess.
sorry this chapter is so short, i just wanted to get it out there so that you guys will have something to read! I'm so sorry about waiting so long to start this chapter. i will write more often and have longer chapters in the future. that you for reading this far! lets play a game, anyone who had read this far please finish this phrase (one we all know well I'm sure) "in a land of Smith and a time of magic the..." i will give a shoutout to the first 3 people who do! Have a day blessed by the happiness and feels of fandom! god bless, End.