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 Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2018 9:12 pm Post subject: Merlin~season 5 |
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EPISODE 1
CAMELOT CASTLE
Racing through the bustling corridors of Camelot castle,
Merlin evaded knocking over three servants only by
being nimble on his feet.
They all shot him dirty looks, but smiles never left their
mouths or their eyes as they continued with their jobs.
Merlin, and it would shock some of the other servants,
would not have begrudged having to fold sheets or hang
flowers and banners, if it meant getting out of running
around after Arthur.
He skidded into the laundry room and nearly knocked
Gwen's maid flying, who was holding a basket of
washing carefully.
"Whoa!" He cried, "Sorry!"
His hands fluttered to make sure that she was not going
to fall over.
The maid flushed and giggled slightly.
"No harm done." She smiled at him.
"Good… great…" Merlin was gasping, trying to get his
breath back.
When the silence between them grew awkward Merlin
coughed.
"So erm, yeh I should probably get going, plenty to do
and get done…"
"If you are looking for his majesties shirt, I have folded
it for you." The maid gestured with her sparkling blue
eyes to the shirt, on a hanger, atop the basket of
washing.
Merlin grinned, "Thank you, thanks… um…"
He shifted uncomfortably.
She smiled, "Tanya."
"Tanya." He grinned, "Great, thank you."
He lifted the shirt from the basket and held it in front of
him.
"Thank you, I owe you one!" He called as he raced
away.
She laughed and shook her head.
Merlin was well aware that this was only one thing,
perhaps the only thing; he had managed to chalk off of
his list that Arthur had presented him with this
morning.
He was also sure that when he saw Arthur again, the
royal prat would have thought of at least another three
things for Merlin to do.
As the servant skidded around another corner he only
just ducked under three women hanging streams of
flowers, white lilies, the same flowers that Arthur and
Gwen, Queen Guinevere had had at their wedding.
He collided with a servant carrying a jug of wine.
The shirt fell to the floor and Merlin sank to his knees,
as the other servant with the jug continued on his way.
Merlin felt his knees go damp at what he was kneeling
in, and he groaned when he saw the shirt lying in a
pool of crimson wine.
He lifted it to examine it and groaned again at the large
patch that covered the front.
"Arthur is going to kill me." He groaned.
THE ROYAL CHAMBER
"I know, I know I am late." Merlin skidded into the
room letting the large oak doors crash behind him.
Tanya was stood behind Gwen, finishing arranging the
woman's skirts.
Gwen smiled at Merlin in the mirror, catching sight of
the shirt Merlin was trying to hide behind his back.
"He is not here Merlin." She smiled and thanked Tanya.
The girl curtsied and moved to pick up her washing
basket.
She then walked towards the door Merlin was still stood
in front of while Gwen checked herself in the mirror.
"What did you do to it?" The girl hissed when she
caught sight of the stained shirt in Merlin's hands.
He screwed it even further, wrapping it around the
hanger, in his fists behind his back and raised both his
eyebrows at her, leaning his head close.
"I am working on it."
She shook her head and flushed before leaving,
shutting the doors behind her.
Gwen sighed and turned to face him.
Her dress swept the floor around her feet and her hair
was braided and plaited away from her face.
"Wow Gwen you look…" He chuckled and she narrowed
her eyes at him as she walked closer, although a flush
was creeping over her cheeks.
"And happy birthday." He finished.
She sighed.
He laughed and mocked her by bowing.
"You look radiant your majesty."
She sighed and rolled her eyes, not before smirking at
him and playfully punching his arm, in a very un-
queenly fashion.
"Very funny Merlin." She mocked her husband and the
way her spoke both her name and the servants.
She then reached around his back and took the shirt
from his grip.
"Oh no, no Gwen please…"
"Oh dear…" She lifted it to look at it, not even trying to
hide her laugh at Merlin's mortified face.
"He is not going to be pleased with you."
"I know." Merlin stated, looking around anxiously as
she set it on the table and stood giggling at it.
"Gwen it is not funny!" He cried and then to annoy her,
"Your majesty."
She glared at him for a moment before sighing.
"Go to the kitchens and soak it in salt water." She
smiled and handed it back to him.
He folded both his hands over the hanger and held it at
waist height in front of him.
"Thank you." He grinned and she smiled at him as he
turned and scampered towards the door.
He pulled it open slightly before throwing a grin at her.
"I will tell the cook the queen sent me."
She sighed.
Her title, which it had been for a while now, still felt
alien too her.
Her roles and duties she performed to the best of her
ability, and she was successful in them all.
Well, almost all of them.
She would not let her smile drop.
The door opened before Merlin could step out and
Arthur strode in, barely glancing at the servant as he
looked at a piece of parchment he held.
"Ah Merlin I am glad I have seen you, I need you to
polish my armour, feed and water my horse and give
this to Sir Leon." He stopped half way between Merlin
and his wife, fluttering the paper vaguely towards
Merlin as a gesture.
His eyes lifted to look at his wife briefly and he closed
the gap between them to put his free hand on her hip
and smile at her.
"You look wonderful." He said warmly and kissed her
gently, before turning to step back towards Merlin with
the parchment outstretched in his hand.
"But none of that until you have brought me my shirt…"
At that he looked up, arm outstretched with the piece of
parchment in it, intended for Merlin to give to Sir Leon.
"Good god that's not it is it?" Arthur demanded.
Merlin looked down at it in shock as though he had
never seen it before.
"Oh this… no no this is a different shirt."
Arthur saw through his lie as the servant took the paper
for Leon from his hand.
"You are totally, useless Merlin."
"Don't worry!" Merlin grinned, "I have it all under
control."
Arthur smirked at him as the servant left, "Well that is
reassuring."
As the doors closed behind him and they were alone,
Arthur turned to look at Gwen.
"Now," He smiled slowly and walked closer.
She smiled too and rested her hands on his shoulders
as his fell to her waist.
"We have nothing to do…" He started but she cut him
off.
"We have plenty to do Arthur. There are papers to look
at... things to sign from the council and…"
"We have time for this." Arthur bent closer and
captures her lips with his mouth.
She didn't stop him.
He pulled back to smile at her.
"There, there was time for that wasn't there?" He asked,
raising his eyebrows slightly.
She smiled and her arms lid further around his neck.
"It seems we have more time than I thought."
Arthur chuckled and pressed his lips to hers, pulling her
closer as he did so. |
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