"Remove the sword from the stone!" Gilgamesh ordered! He looked at the woman in annoyance as she worked in a degrading manner.
Arturia turned to him, displeased by his behavior. Since this morning, Gilgamesh had instructed her to pull out Caliburn out of the stone. The woman however, had no desire in following his command.
"Can you stop disturbing me? I need to finish my work! "
She lifted a bucket of fresh milk and passed Gilgamesh without giving him a single glance.
The girl headed towards the kitchen.
"The mage told me everything. Why have you not fulfilled your destiny? To see you work like a simple servant is such a disappointment.
"If you are so bothered by my decisions, why aren't you complaining to Merlin? He is your master after all! "
The girl quickened her pace while making sure she would not spill any milk. She was not keen on having her personal space invaded by the blonde man.
The man clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Do I have to remind me that that accursed mage dared to order me to act as your guard?" Gilgamesh glared angrily at the girl as he recalled the moment. "How dare he to command a king to waste his time with this tedious task! I have no interest in the daily lives of mongrels! "
The woman sighed... She never met a person who loved the sound of their own voice as much as this man. She wondered how the people around him were able to tolerate his behaviour.
Despite his flamboyant attitude, there were still a lot of things that she did not know nor understood. Such as the strange relationship between him and her mentor. Gilgamesh seemed proud enough to not abide to anything if it did not suit his fancy, so why did he accept Merlin's request to watch over her? The only thing she knew was that Merlin appeared with a strange man in a golden armour and told her that the man would watch over her while she chose her destiny. Merlin did not blame her for not wanting to unsheathe Caliburn, it was her choice after all. He just told her it was a different path with other trials.
Arturia entered the kitchen and placed the bucket on the table. She swiftly listed the remaining morning-tasks she had to finish, before her father and brother would return from their hunt.
"Do not delay any longer and pull the sword out!" Gilgamesh ordered her for the umpteenth time.
Her patience had finally run out. His constant demands made him look like a child who wanted candy. She turned to Gilgamesh. He was leaning against the door frame, his stern gaze was fixated on her.
"Do you think I'm uninteresting?"
"That is a given. You live your life like a common mongrel with no desire for achievements. Even a beggar has more potential that you!"
Arturia pursed her lips at the words.
"Is that what your worth amounts to? To stay as a pathetic forgettable girl? The highest achievement you would get, would be as the mere wife of a noble who might fancy you. But that would be all your worth. A wife with no presence. The abandoned child of Uther Pendragon, will achieve nothing in life nor be remembered by anyone. "
His words were harsh.
Arturia frowned, no one had ever insulted her so openly and unfairly. Gilgamesh was not a man to care for anyone's feelings and it made her want to rebuke him even more.
"I refuse to sit here with my arms folded, while my fate is being decided by others, King Gilgamesh!" she replied curtly. "Just because I did not choose a bloodied path, does not mean that I will not carve my own future."
Gilgamesh cocked his head to the side before raising an eyebrow and moved away from the doorway to approach her.
"Oh really?"
He looked very dangerous at this point. Arturia looked up as the man approached her. She did not want to be intimidated by this man and thus refused to break eye contact.
"It is not the sword that decides who I am, your majesty..." She announced coldly.
Arturia noticed from the corners of her eyes that Gilgamesh's mouth formed into a smirk.
"Then hurry and prove it ..."
"Excuse me?"
"To see a beautiful woman like you act like a slave does awaken my appetite."
Arturia blinked in surprise "What..." but before she understood what was happening, he had already grabbed her petite body and pushed her against the table, spilling the bucket of milkthat stood not far from them. Gilgamesh was half-lying on top of her, nestled neatly between her legs. He was already leaning down to bring his face closer to hers. Arturia was too shocked to react and her cheeks had taken on a red hue similar to the flowers in the garden, she would have never imagined to commit such inappropriate acts.
"A slave has no right to complain or call for help. She obeys her king and lets herself be taken if the king experiences a carnal desire like mine at the moment."
Speechless, the woman watched as Gilgamesh's face inched closer to her lips.
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Merlin observed the King of Heroes who sat next to him. The man had been resting his cheek on his knuckles for a while in order to hide the burning pain.
"You probably deserved it." Merlin joked with a slightly mocking smile.
Gilgamesh wanted to chastise him. But smiled instead, after remembering the incident.
"I merely spilled the milk..." he said simply, admiring the blonde beauty who has helping the servants in the house with the laundry.
