Merlyn's prince

Prologue

PSA THESE ARE NOT MINE I DON'T OWN MERLIN SERIES

Merlyn 16 years old Arthur 17 years old
Young Arthur

Young Merlyn

Merlyn's p.o.v.

I had just finished a very long and grueling training session with my longest friend and father figure, sir Galahad. I was exhausted, and I just longed for the bed. But mother needed some water and had told me to go down to the lake to get some more as I was walking, I come to an unconscious man who seemed to need help. I pick him up and put him over my shoulder and take him back to my mothers hut. I one thing I noticed is he seemed to have a pendant on his person that seem to identify who his kingdom of origin is. " Merlyn why would you bring him here he is from Camelot and Uther is an enemy of our kingdom," my mother had said. I argued, " mother, he needs help he's injured. We can send him away after he's healed, but we can't just send him away now when there's no one to look after him." Mother looks down she knows I'm right, and it is not in our nature to just let an injured person be we help those who are in need, even though we have very little to live by. She nods and tells me to go get water for him so she can start helping him. I run down to the lake and pick up the bucket where I had left it and take it back to the hut. And I had helped my mother and what felt like hours, and after a few hours we figured he had broken his arm, broken his leg and had a few cracked ribs and now all we had to do was wait for him to wake up, I was told to stay by his bedside to make sure to get anything he might need. He slept all through the night and into the morning. I saw him stirring, waking up and I got a bowl of porridge and a cup of water for him. He opens his eyes and looks to me. "My goodness you must be a goddess am I in paradise?" He had said. I had hidden my face in my hands blushing profusely giggling. " I'm sorry no I'm not a goddess. You were injured, and we are hoping you, me and my mother. I am Merlyn." I had stuck my hand out for him to shake. He looks at my hand and shakes it. " I am Arthur a knight of Camelot." I am not acknowledging his introduction, and I gave him a cup of water and bowl of porridge. " I know it's not much, but it's all I can offer. I know Camelot has better food in terms of taste, but this will help you." he takes it and I guess you're going wrapped arm. I take the bowl and start feeding him. Seeing the distaste on his face makes me giggle, and he at least smiles at making me laugh. He spent all hours of the day into the night just talking having those long, in-depth conversations and it felt nice. Over the course of the next few months, Arthur would try and get up, but I wouldn't allow him so as he can heal. After he was done being fully healed and learning to walk after a little while on doing so I decided to show him around our little town. " I hope you come to like staying here for a little while. It was nice having you and nice getting to know you." I had commented. He looks down at me in adoration and kindness. " I have love to getting to know you this past few months it has been one of the best times of my life. Especially when I don't have to worry about training right now," he says, laughing a little. I giggle, right along with him, and I start to ask him about Camelot and what it's like being a prince there. He goes on to explain what Camelot is like and how beautiful it is, and what all the Knights do and everything that involves their responsibilities. He even goes on to talk about, the castle and all the servants and how busy it is especially on holidays. I just stare at him and awe at how amazing you must be working there. Walking with him and talking with him is amazing. As we're walking around town I was in here. We both turn around will, and a few other boys, making gestures and yelling at the both of us. " hey Trollop who's your friend. Oh wait, that's right you don't have any friends let alone anyone who would want to consider being in a relationship with you," well said very clearly and cruelly. I could feel my magic starting to boil over, wanting to use it against him, but because Sir Arthur was here, I wasn't going to show him. But not even five seconds later, and a punch was thrown. It will this way it was Arthur. His hand it gotten much better throughout the months he was here and he was taking on will and his buddies quite well and then sir Galahad got involved. " I suggest you boys get out of here now and stop harassing Merlyn and her friend." Will and his goonies ran off, afraid of what Galahad could do. We both think Galahad and he says that's the way to go Have fun. I take Arthur to a lake " this is where I like to come to relax,"