Chapter 5- Put on Your War Paint
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The morning light had finally come and Petros was anxious as he glided through the streets of Camelot. The townspeople gawked at him and his surviving men as they strolled towards the palace. Out of all of the places in this young world, this empire seemed to be the strangest by far. The sun did not blaze down upon the earth with the fiery passion as it did back in Greece and due to the lack of heat all of the citizens were covered with thick fabrics of dark colours. In comparison to his home country, Petros believed this land to be filled with nothing more then darkness and filth; where as Greece was full of light, beauty and filth.
But one of his strangest observations was that there were no temples dedicated to any god or goddess in sight. How strange these mortals are, Petros thought, It is almost as if they are blind to the ways of the world.
Upon his arrival at the palace, Petros was quickly ushered into what appeared to be a thrown room. Who he assumed to be the king, was sitting in a lavish chair. His head was held high despite his obvious age and his son, draped in chain mail, leaned against the chair. The kings' soldiers were placed around the room along with other peoples of importance.
With out a thought, Petros and his men placed a closed fist over their hearts and gave the royals a swift nod, "I am sorry to be a disturbance, sire. But there is something very valuable to me that I would like back on my person." Petros smiled wickedly at the king and lowered his fist from his heart.
"And what is this valuable that you seek?" the king eyes were dull with lifelessness, Petros needed something to spark his interest."
"This thing your grace, is a girl. And she has magic."
"Petros will recognize her, wont he?" Merlin asked as he quickly drew a pale sheet over Levis' head. Merlin had always hated the slight of a corpse, ever since his father…
"No," Gaius replied, "I don't know how she did it, but she somehow managed to cloak her self so she is unrecognizable to anyone who doesn't know who she is."
There was a sudden thud against the main door before the deadly Petros stormed in.
His face was hard as he surveyed the room. Almost immediately the man walked over to where Leviathan lay. All of Merlin's muscles tensed.
Pulling back to sheet that hid her face, Petros asked in a menacing voice, "Who's this?"
"Her name was Lev-Lev," Gaius sputtered nervously.
"Leven!" Merlin announced from behind the physician.
"Leven, yes. Ah, she had a weak heart and died while giving birth."
"Did the baby survive?" There was a change in Petros' tone. He sounded hurt and his words barely came out as a whisper.
"Unfortunately not," Gaius relied gravely, proud of hi quick thinking
"I'm sorry to have interrupted you, physician." And with that he was gone.
With all of the dirt and thick fabric removed from Leviathan once again, Merlin couldn't help but notice the beauty and grace of the younger girl. Her shoulders were drawn back and there was always a smirk that played at her lips. With her hair pulled back, the sorcerer could see high cheekbones that have been kissed by the sun and the way her Mark spiraled up the back of her neck. But the most astonishing feature that Leviathan had, was her eyes. It was as if someone had put the sun within her eyes, they were so full of life. They reminded Merlin of how his eyes too went gold whenever he used magic.
"I think it would be wise to not mention Leviathan to Arthur before we know if Petros is still around or not." Gaius muttered softly. Leviathan was examining the rows upon rows of ingredients bottles that Gaius kept on the wooden shelves. The way that she gently glided her figures across the labels made him jealous. He longed to know what it would feel like to have Leviathan's finger brush against his-
"Merlin? Are you even listening to me?" she asked more harshly then what he would have wanted.
'Uh, sorry," Merlin could feel a hot blush spreading through out his cheeks. What was wrong with him? He had only just met Leviathan! I mean, she wasn't even human.
"I asked you what Petros said after he discovered 'Leven,'"
"He just said that he was sorry… Why would he say something like that?"
"Petros is not as strong as you think. Just like everyone else, he has a weak point," Leviathan was now standing at the window watching her capture leave the courtyard. She smiled with every once of mischief that she had. "Well gentlemen, I suggest you put on your war paint."
Merlin's got a crush! Merlin's got a crush! LOL I loved writing this chapter so much! Leave me a review to let me know what you think is going to happen next! Till then,
LWB.
