To Love A Prince

I Miss You.

Arthur brought me to my chambers. It was very fit for a princess.

The four poster bed was covered by sparkly curtains. The wardrobe was bigger then the one I had at home. There was also a make up dress with a large mirror and made of very solid oak like everything in this room.

I walked in and gasped.

"I love it. Thank you my lord." I smiled.

"Oh please call me Arthur there is no need to be formal." Arthur smiled sweetly.

"In that case call me Molly." I looked at him.

Arthur Pendragon. He seems nicer then how everyone describes him. Yeah he can be a bully but I reckon it's because he has been hurt before. He is just putting up a defensive act so he doesn't get hurt again.

"Molly!" Arthur snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Sorry Arthur." I spoke.

"Merlin has brought up your belongs. Would you like some help unpacking?" Arthur asked.

"No I be okay." I smiled.

"Okay but here is your maid. Alice." Merlin perked up.

"I don't need a maid. I never had a maid when I was in Nemeth. I was a very independent woman." I protested.

Arthur stuck his chest out proudly. He fell for a very independent woman. But he wasn't letting on his feelings for her. He wanted her to adjust in Camelot before anything else. Even if that means he  asks her to accompany him to training or just to chill for the day.

Molly watched Arthur and she smiled at the sight of him sticking his chest out.

"Merlin." I whispered.

"Yes Molly." Merlin whispered back.

"What's wrong with Arthur?" I whisper as I giggled.

"I think he likes you. To be honest, I don't blame him. You are beautiful." Merlin whispered.

I blushed.

"Thank you." I flutter my eyes.

Arthur watched every move I made.

"Come Merlin. Let's leave the lady to unpack." Arthur pulled Merlin out.

"Bye boys." I called out.

"Bye my lady." They replied.

Oh my god. They are so kind to me. Merlin is the sweetest person ever. Arthur is just a complete clotpole but I feel something for him. But I can't. I will never tell him the reason why I can't fall for him. I am hoping he doesn't know I'm hiding something. I just can't.

I miss you.