Merlin's pov
I feel the rush I always get when I use magic, even to drag leaves over my boot prints.
I should have taken a horse, I should have taken a horse. I think repeatedly to my self. Ugh i don't even remember how to get to my mothers village...
I make camp in a clearing, and eat a dinner of some sort of wild bird, and turnips, I tried making a lame attempt at A stew but it failed. I lay my brown jacket on the ground and use it as a pillow. I fall asleep looking at the dying coals and think of Arthur's perfect face and fall a sleep sad, but smiling.
Arthur's pov
" YOU AREN'T LISTENING TO ME!"
I scream at my father " THE MAN SAVED MY LIFE COUNTLESS TIMES! You don't understand."
" he's just a servant he's disposable." He says looking aloof
"HES NOT JUST A SERVANT!" I finally break down and sob into my fathers arms " I think, I think I love him." My father looks infuriated. He took a deal breath
" I don't-" my dad looks pained
"Please," I choke back a sob.
"Arthur I love you so much, so so so much therefore we will send a search party out for... Merlin" he looked puzzled " you're still crying?"
" I can't believe you'd do this for me father!" My voice cracked
" Of course you won't be able to see him I mean like that I mean,"
"What?" I try to breath but I can't remember how.
" I can't allow you to see him romantically, the people won't accept it"
"THE PEOPLE WILL NOT DECIDE WHO I LOVE" I scream
" no but I will."
"Father?"
" it's a phase you'll grow out of it
You don't love him."
" I -" my voice catches and I pretend to cough to cover up.
" You don't ... Leave me"
I slowly nod and walk to my chambers
