Merlin:
Walking down the streets of Camelot, looking at the ground to avoid eye contact; I tripped over my own feet, and right into the mud. Letting out an aggravated sigh, I got up to see many people staring. I opened my mouth to apologize, but quickly shut it, and walked away.
'Gods Merlin, you're making a fool of yourself-' was the only thing I had thought of walking back to the local Tavern where I had worked.
Thud-
"Watch where your going moro-" That's when I looked into the eyes of Arthur Pendragon, standing above me, with a held out hand.
"Sorry, what were you saying?" He said in a joking manner. "Oh..nothing Sire- I'm v-very sorry for bumping into you." He smiled and nodded, and right as I was about to walk off he grabbed my arm and looked at me. "You know. I've been looking for a good servant- think you'd like the job?" A smile appeared on my face from ear to ear. "O-Oh yes Sire! Yes! Thank you!" "Call me Arthur...?" "Merlin."
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Hearts Entwined
FanfictionMerlin has always felt out of place, he always felt like he didn't belong. No one batted an eye towards him, so he never spoke unless spoken to. He didn't have any friends..until he met the prince of Camelot, Arthur. Arthur was adored, mesmerized...
