Well, sorry guys... I underwent playing in the marching band for the fair parade. So that took up today, and last night I had practise and went to the fair.
And to top all of it off...
I didn't know where this chapter was going. I was shocked. SHOCKED.
You guys really liked my last chapter when I was thinking it was the worst one I've written by far.
So thank you guys so much for that.
Oh.. And apparently... I hate Mordred so much I didn't want to write this chapter. I forced myself too... Only because it had him starring in it.
Frui!

Reactions of the Idiot King
Chapter seventeen- irritation

"Arthur seems to be missing you Merlin." Gwaine said in Gaius's chambers. Merlin, who had given up the Agnien disguise for the night, looked up at the visitor.
"That prat?" Merlin snapped. "He couldn't even admit he was ill because of his pride."
"True, but I can see it." Gwaine said, "When you are Agnien, he looks at you as if you're the last link to something."
"To myself of course." Merlin said. "I've seen it in his eyes."
"Yet why won't you just tell him already?" He asked, looking at the warlock.
"Same reason you won't tell him that I've snuck in." The man countered back. It was all Gwaine could do but to marvel at how the man has changed within the last five years.
"Yes, but it's the way.."
"He won't let me back into the kingdom, Gwaine." Merlin murmured. "I don't care how many scenarios you try to explain, it's not happening."
"Listen-" they both paused as the door opened, fear running through Gwaine as dread ran through Merlin, the two turning to the door.
"Well boy you're needed, Gwaine, please leave, I need my sleep and you are getting downright annoying being here twenty-four seven." Gaius's sharp voice didn't match his weary worn down look as he marched over to his bed after closing the door.
"Where to?" Merlin asked. "Arthur again?"
"Mordred." Gaius simply said. Merlin's blood ran cold as he scowled.
"I want nothing to do with him." He snapped. "If he's dying I'll kindly let him die." Gwaine flinched at the words, remembering the Merlin he had known before being banished. The one that didn't even like seeing a simple bunny being killed.
"Now Merlin." Gaius snapped. "Go, the King is there and is awaiting your assistance."
"Fine." Merlin growled, his eyes flashing gold as he muttered an incantation.
"Looking good Blondie." Gwaine laughed. Merlin scowled at him.
"Just leave already Gwaine." He said. The knight rolled his eyes as he strolled to the still door.
"You're quite the prat's guard dog aren't you?" He chuckled, only to have the door slam open, Gwaine being forced out, and the door slamming right onto his arse.
Merlin couldn't help but grin as he heard several choice words come from the knight as he started down the hall. He quickly gathered some supplies, deciding he'd best keep up his act, after all, he couldn't just go around hating Mordred without him getting suspicious quickly. As much as he hated it, he knew Gaius was right. He had to play safe, or it would end very badly. In defeat, he ran to find Mordred and Arthur.

Mordred was sitting down, clutching his arm as the pain seeped through his facial expressions. He had his teeth clamped together as he listened to Arthur yell for the Guards to fetch Gaius, only to be told that Gaius wasn't feeling well and would fetch Agnien. Arthur sat down next to Mordred.
"Why would you do that?" Arthur asked as they waited for the physician's apprentice to come.
"Do what?" Mordred asked through his teeth.
"Save me." Arthur said. "You jumped in front of a sword that was aimed to kill me."
"Why not?" Mordred asked. "You took me in as a knight, and my loyalties are to you." Mordred almost wanted to just use magic, rid him of the pain and of Arthur, but Morgana had said to wait until she had her army. He was still waiting around for word. He promised to give her a week before he defies her orders.
The stunt he pulled today had him sure that Arthur would trust him fully. He had hired an assassin to kill Arthur, in hopes of stopping the assassin. It was only too easy to plot ways to kill the king, which Mordred found odd considering Morgana has failed hundreds of times. He figured he'd get the chance to make Arthur feel his pain once the time came.
Arthur stood when he saw Agnien walking up to them casually. Instantly, Arthur knew something was off. The man seemed almost expressionless as he looked at Arthur with a fleeting glance. Not once did he look to Mordred as he sat his kit down. He didn't speak a word, not even to take a teasing jab at Arthur or Mordred.
"Agnien, is all alright?" Arthur asked, seeming somewhat concerned at the cold behavior. He couldn't tell if the man was flushed with a fever or paler than normal for night had fallen over Camelot.
"Mordred, take the cloth off your wound so I can bound it." Agnien said, completely ignoring Arthur. Mordred took the cloth that he was using to staunch the blood loss off, flinching in pain. Agnien took a look at the injury, feeling somewhat happy inside at the very fact the man had to suffer.
He made sure to not be too careful, too keep the man in pain as he cleaned and bound the wound, deciding to put the man in a sling and tell the man that he needs bed rest tomorrow from the blood loss. Merlin figured that if Morgana was readying for an attack, she wouldn't be too happy to hear her little spy got injured. If only it had been him that harmed the knight, then he'd be dead for sure.
"You need to keep the sling on for the next week so you don't screw up your shoulder or jostle the injury much more." Merlin said, keeping up the cold act. He wanted nothing to do with the man, or Arthur to be blunt with the fact. "The blood loss was significant so stay in bed tomorrow and rest." Mordred looked at the boy in the eyes, the dark grey blue ones meeting light blue orbs. Mordred nodded, standing up to take his leave.
"Thank you Agnien." Mordred said. Arthur was sitting to the side, fuming over the fact that Agnien wasn't responding to him.
"Agnien-" he started again, only this time to have the boy whirl around onto him.
Merlin decided he was going to have some fun playing up the part when he heard Arthur state his name again, so he whirled around on him, giving the man a glare filled with hate and annoyance, his jaw set. The King's words freezing instantly on his lips. Merlin wanted to laugh majorly at the reaction, it was a rare sight to see the King freeze up.
"I am only here to learn to become a better physician, Arthur." Merlin snapped. "I don't need to be bothered by the likes of a stuck up King." He grabbed his bag, turning away from the King only to suddenly find Arthur's hand around his wrist, the man turning Merlin to face him.
"Listen, Agnien." Arthur growled, "You don't need to make my knights suffer because you don't like me. Mind your attitude or I will have you-"
"Banned? Killed?" Merlin snapped, "Maybe burn me at the stake? Sure, go for it. I don't only dislike you, Arthur. I dislike certain knights too, and people."
"Why would I kill you for something as simple as not minding your manners?" The King's voice dropped an octave.
"You banned someone who protected you and showed you the most loyalty out of everyone." Merlin stated, pulling out of the King's grip, walking off at a brisk pace.
Once he turned the corner and was out of the King's sight, he started running, making a snap decision. Running for the west wall, he tried to stay out of sight, avoiding all the guards. When he made it out of the castle walls and into the woods a ways, he stopped, looking around.
He let his magic change him back to his usual self, relaxing as he felt the magic around him in the woods. It wasn't until it was too late that he heard someone behind him, a sword being drawn, "Show yourself."

Well we are over halfway through. Nearing the ending guys! I hoped to have this finished by tomorrow..But that won't happen and school starts Tuesday. I'll try to update as fast as I can once school starts for you guys.
Take care!