"my master is going to pull the sword." My heart stopped. Why did it not click?!
He's...he's..."Arthur Pendragon..." I whispered in shock.Zyanne pov
Jasper squeezed my hand hard. When I whimpered he let go. Arthur's eyes widened "How do you know?" His voice hushed and eyes turned cold. I stepped closer to him with my hand towards him like you would with a scared animal. He looked at it and saw a small purple fog on my hand. Biting my lip, I looked at Merlin who sighed and did the same.
"I told you Arthur, you are special. To everyone in century on." Arthur locked eyes with me and back at Merlin.
"Explain why she has the same color when you said only blood relatives are the same and your family died. Explain to me how this is possible. " his kinglyness is showing which made me drop my jaw in awe.
"It's a long story Arthur, one which you are a major part of." Jasper said with authority in his voice.
"We should go before we get accused of stealing. " I said quietly wanting to get away from the stares from the merchant. Arthur took the lead and we followed.
While we walked Arthur kept looking at Jasper then me.
"You two are not from here." The cute prince stated.
"That is right," I answered earning a melt my heart smile. Who'd think the pain in my ass would come from someone so sweet. "We aren't from this time," I mumbled. Jasper elbowed me in the ribs which earned him a punch. "Fight me." I growled.
Jasper rolled his eyes "like you could win." Him and I stopped and started to argue about telling Arthur the truth. Arthur and Merlin started to laugh at us.
"Your woman has fight in her." Arthur said laughing.
"Oh I am not his woman" I gagged and Jasper made a face.
"She is to me what Merlin is to you" Jasper shrugged "she is much to short. ..tempered" he smirked. Oh this bitch.
"JASPER ELI PENDRGAGON!" I growled. He laughed as I stomped away pushing past Merlin and Arthur. How dare he use a short joke!!! He is just a...a... gods I'm so mad I can't think! I mean I'm not short, I'm 5'2"!!!
"Zyanne! Wrong way love!" I didn't need to see who was calling because of that oh so welcomed heat. I stopped in my tracks and the heat went to my face. They caught up and turned to the left. Arthur walked beside me when I started to fall behind. My breath hitched when he looked at me. "So where are you two from? " he wondered out loud.
"The future. " I bit my lip and mentally cursed myself. "As you can tell we aren't from here and our accents are way different..." I was getting self conscious.
"I like your accent. It's cute," he chuckled. And there went my heart.
"Hurry up Zyanne! " Jasper yelled. I rolled my eyes and sighed. Merlin reached for my wrist as if I was a small child that needed to be lead.
"We are here." Merlin gently pulled me to him "if anyone asks Zyanne, you're my sister. Jasper, you're her husband. "
"Like hell." Jasper scoffed.
"I'll be her husband" Arthur winked at me making me blush. Oh lord yes you can!
"No" Merlin and Jasper said in unison. I pouted. "Zyanne don't pout, nobody will ask." Jasper assured.
There was a crowd of people who were laughing and pointing.
A fight broke out between to burly men. "Arthur! Get me a sword! " one of the men said. Arthur nodded and went to get one. I quickly stole a glance at him.
"Saw that" Jasper smirked. "It runs in the family. " he shook his butt. I blushed wanting to kill this boy.
"I wasn't looking! " I hid my gaze. I heard a collective gasp. I turned to see Arthur holding a sword and people kneeling down. His blue eyes wide with fear. His hand released the sword onto the ground. The king ran.
Murmers spread throughout the crowd. Jasper and Merlin ran after him while I tried to find the sword.
After I had gotten the sword I ran after the guys. It wasn't hard to find them considering Arthur was yelling at Merlin that he had cursed him. Jasper was trying to get them both to calm down. It was making my head hurt. "Enough! " I hollered, "Jasper, hold this," I handed him the sword, "Merlin calm your shit," he blinked in confusion, "Arthur, it is important you do this. If you don't, Jasper and I will never be born, magic will be forever lost." I pleaded. This didn't happen in the stories, I knew he would become king, but I didn't want him frightened. No matter how cute it was. His lip started to quiver.
"I don't want this." He said in a shaky voice.
"Oh for God's sake! " Merlin was losing his patients. I shot him a look.
"Zyanne, " Jasper nodded at me, "calm him down like you do for me." He whispered. I sighed and sat down on the ground. Next was Jasper. The other two looked at each other then at me.
"Sit" I commanded the older ones. They did. I took Arthurs hand and felt electricity run through me. I could tell he felt it to because he looked me in the eyes with a faint blush. "I am going to sing a lullaby our mothers sang. " I warned not wanting to freak them out. I took a deep breath and sang. "May you sail fast and may you seek fortune, with diamonds and purls from your head and you feet, and may you find love for the road that you go. May there always be angles to watch over you, to guide you and keep you safe from all harm lu lee lu lee li lay." Before I could finished my song Arthur leaned in and kissed me.
My eyes widened and then closed.
"HEY!!" Merlin and Jasper yelled pulling us apart. "NO NO NO NO! " Jasper growled taking Arthur far way. Merlin glared at me.
"What the bloody hell was that? " Merlin yelled at me. I was too dazed to answer. He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. "Damn it Zyanne what where you thinking." I looked down and bit my lip.
"I'm sorry. .." tears filled my eyes, "I-I don't know what happened. .." but I wanted it to happen again. His brown eyes darkened which in my family ment anger. He sighed.
"Your eyes changed." They went to the sad color of light brown which I am guessing were like mine. "Just do not let it happen again. " he said pulling me into a hug.
Jasper picked up the sword and held it at his ancestor. "If you will not listen to reason then I will fight you." My eyes widened.
"Jasper, no!" I knocked the sword out of his hand with a purple light. He turned to me his emerald eyes blazing, but I stood my ground. "If you fight him you will lose."
"I will not lose" he snarled.
"My duty is to the king." I glared "which as of right now is Arthur." He looked hurt but I couldn't back down. "You can be born again. He can't. " my heart was racing, if I were to say this in my time I would be punished, I couldn't let him hurt Arthur.
I walked to him then picked took the sword. I know he is mad about his ancestor kissing his servant but it didn't give him the right to fight him. He grabbed my arm gently. "Zee, please. " he hid his face with his hair. He was hurt. My heart ached to comfort him but it's his fault I am spending my birthday in a different time period, his fault he couldn't stand up to the church, his fault for all of this! Yet I can't bring myself to be mad. I knew it was wrong, even if it felt right.
He was my friend. The king of the new age.
"I'm just giving back the sword. " I said placing a hand on his chest. When he let go I went to Arthur. I could feel eyes on my back. I bowed and presented the sword. "My lord."
"Like I told that idiotic descendent of mine, If I am king,you have to be my queen." I felt his hand on my back and when I looked up he was on his knee and smiling.
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Merlin's Mistake
Fantasy#watty16 Zyanne is the decedent of Merlin, a great and powerful wizard, but when an argument between Jasper, the decendent of King Arthur, sends them back in time to meet their ancestors she has to make a choice: Follow her heart and become Arthur...