Woot! The actual fourth chapter! I think I'll even do the fifth tonight...: D (Don't get your hopes too high though.)
Anyway, I'm taking down the doc that is currently in my fourth chapter slot. Thanks to everyone that helped!
Sadly, Merlin isn't mine, and neither are any of the other characters. Though, that really goes without saying, because there would be major changes if the show and anyone in it were mine. Apparently, though, I can dream...
I hope you enjoy and don't forget to review!
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"Arthur, you didn't even give me enough time to-", Merlin began stuttering, trying to explain why his tasks were not completed. Of course they weren't; the prat had left all of five minutes ago.
"I understand why they're not, Merlin, so don't worry about that," Arthur told him. Merlin didn't like the edge of menace creeping into the prince's voice. "Oh, no," he continued, "you have much worse things to be concerned about." Arthur gazed intently at the silent manservant, his eyes glinting.
"Wh-what do you mean, sire?" Merlin stuttered, suddenly very, very afraid. His skin crawled while Arthur watched him with…honestly, and evil twinkle in his eye. Sort of how one looks when they know a dark secret that will most likely result in pain for the other party involved.
Arthur's lips quirked up at the sides when he heard Merlin's small, shaky question. "Do you remember the first day I was allowed out of the castle after being sick? How people were laughing at me because you somehow persuaded me to go back to my chambers?" When Merlin didn't answer, Arthur repeated, "Well, do you?"
The suddenly dizzy manservant only managed to nod. He closed his eyes as one does when he knows he is about to meet his ultimate doom, but still forces himself into denial, however futile the effort is. A harsh command met is ears.
"Open your eyes, Merlin." He obeyed. And cringed at the sight awaiting him.
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"Oh…oh, dear. Gwen, Gwen, come quickly. Look at poor Merlin," Morgana whispered, her voice dripping with pity as she pointed out into the courtyard to show her maidservant where to look. The gasp from her right told her Gwen had spotted the pitiful looking boy trudging about the courtyard.
Merlin was clad from head to toe in scarlet, and Morgana could almost guarantee his face and ears matched. For he was wearing the hat. The bright red, feather adorned hat.
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I told you I'd add in the 'big trouble' part. I almost didn't though, but ended up changing my mind.
Anyway, I hope you liked it. I feel kinda mean though...the feathered hat does seem pretty awful, especially in front of people that will actually remember Merlin...
Oh well, sorry, Merlin. xP
Well, I'm going to start the next chapter.
Aaaaaaand, new point of view soon! Yay!