AM I THE ONE? | Arthur Pendragon [1]

Lancelot

*Annabelle's P.O.V.*

Gwen and I both looked up as we heard the doors to Morgana's chambers open. I shared a confused look with my friend.
"Morgana left 10 minutes ago. She shouldn't be back by now." I said, confused, and she nodded in agreement. We then both walked out from behind the screen where we were folding Morgana's gowns, and (to our surprise) saw Merlin waiting for us. As soon as him and Gwen made eye contact, she looked down. "Merlin, what are you doing here?" I asked, and he sighed.
"Can I trust you both to keep a secret?" He asked, closing the doors, and Gwen and I shared a look.
"Of course." She nodded, and I nodded as well. Merlin should know better than anyone that I can keep a secret. I have since the day I was born.
"Alright. Yesterday, when I was picking mushrooms for Gaius in the forest, I was attacked by a beast. I thought it was going to kill me, but suddenly a man appeared with a sword and saved me. He didn't kill the beast, but we both ran away. But he was hurt, so I brought him to Gaius. He said that he will be fine. He woke up today in the morning, and told me that his biggest dream is to become a Knight of Camelot, but the problem is that only nobles can serve as knights, so I decided to help him, seeing as he saved my life." Merlin explained, taking out and showing us a scroll. I shared another look with Gwen, and took it, unrolling it. It said:
LANCELOT
fifth son of
Lord Eldred of Northumbria
"Merlin, what are you playing at?" I hissed. "If anyone finds out about this you and Lancelot could be banished."
"I know. Lancelot didn't want to do this, I persuaded him." My brother said, and I looked at him in disbelief.
"Why?!" Both Gwen and I exclaimed.
"He saved my life. And I'm repaying him the only way I know how. By giving him the chance he deserves." I sighed. He was right.
"Alright. How can I help?" I asked, and he smiled at me.
"And I." Gwen added, and he smiled at her as well, making her blush.
"Well, we need a tunic made for him, and armor." Gwen and I looked at each other.
"I can get the armor easily, but I will need Lancelot's measurements first." She said, and Merlin nodded. I looked at the seal on the scroll one more time.
"I can make the tunic, but I will need Lancelot's measurements as well." I said, and my brother nodded.
"Why don't you come with me right now? He's in Gaius's chambers." He asked, and Gwen nodded.
"You two go, I'll go get the measuring tape and come as well." I said, and they nodded.

*25 minutes late, Third Person's P.O.V.*

"Where is she?" Merlin asked, pacing around his room, whilst Guinevere and Lancelot watched him in amusement.
"Calm down, Merlin. She will be here soon. If you want us to help Lancelot, we need the measuring tape, and that's what she went to get." Gwen explained, and Merlin sighed, sitting down on a stool.
"I still don't feel comfortable with all of this. I don't want any of you to get into trouble." Lancelot said, looking at the two with a worried look.
"Don't worry, Lancelot." Gwen assured. "I'm the Lady Morgana's maid. Even if there will be any suspicions, I can get out of it easily."
"I'm Prince Arthur's servant, so I could probably get out of this as well. As for my sister, she is also Lady Morgana's maid, and a friend. She will be safe. It's you we have to make sure that won't get in trouble." Merlin said, and Lancelot nodded, still not sure about all of this. He didn't want his new friends to get into trouble on his behalf, and he didn't want to lie either. But becoming a Knight of Camelot was his biggest dream ever since he was a boy, and if those people were giving him a chance, he couldn't throw it away.
He was snapped out of his thought by the door to Merlin's room opening. They all looked up, and Lancelot's eyes widened. There stood the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. She had long, brown hair, and light blue eyes. Her skin was fair and pale, and her lips were pink and plump. She was skinny, but had curves in all the right places. She was beautiful, and took his breath away.
"Finally!" Merlin exclaimed, and Annabelle rolled her eyes.
"I wasn't gone for that long." She said, holding the measuring tape in her hands.
"How long does it take to get a measuring tape?" Merlin joked, and she sighed.
"I ran into Arthur and Morgana on my way back, and we talked for a while." She explained, and immediately regretted it when Gwen smirked at her. "Anyways, let's get started." Merlin nodded, not noticing what the two girls meant, and patted Lancelot on the back.
"This is Lancelot." Annabelle's eyes drifted to the young man, and her breath caught in her throat slightly. He was very handsome with his dark brown hair slightly longer than Merlin's and Arthur's, and those dark brown eyes. They had so much care and gentleness in them. She immediately knew that he was noble. Not by blood, but definitely by heart. She smiled at him warmly, and he smiled a small smile back, suddenly becoming nervous.
"Could you stand in the middle for us, Lancelot?" Guinevere asked kindly. "Annabelle will take your measurements, and I'll record them." Lancelot nodded, walking over to the middle of the room, whilst Annabelle unrolled the measuring tape and walked over to him. Guinevere walked over to them as well, and Annabelle knelt down on the floor, measuring the length of Lancelot's leg. She held her finger on the measurement for a second so that Gwen could write it down on the parchment of paper, and then wrapped the tape around Lancelot's thigh, making him clear his throat nervously.
"This is very kind of you, uh..."
"Anna." Annabelle said, standing up.
"Anna." Lancelot repeated, feeling his heart flutter.
"Short for Annabelle." Anna said, and Lancelot nodded, whilst she measured the length of his arm.
"Then thank you, Annabelle. And you, Guinevere." Lancelot thanked, quickly making amends after he almost thanked Merlin's sister only. The girls both sent him a kind smile, whilst Annabelle measured the length of his back.
"Well, don't thank us. Thank Merlin." Gwen said, making Merlin look up, surprised. "Merlin would do anything to anyone, wouldn't you Merlin?" She asked, making Merlin blush and wave his hand dismissively, making Gwen blush as well, and look down. Lancelot watched those two for a second, and then looked over his shoulder, amused, at Annabelle, who was biting her lip to stop herself from laughing. He chuckled quietly, and then faced forward again.
"Can you raise your arms, please?" Anna asked kindly, and he quickly did so. She then brought her arms around his waist, and peered over his shoulder as she fumbled with the tape for a moment. "Sorry." She apologized quietly, before wrapping the tape around his chest, making him give her a nervous smile. "Well, I think it's great that Merlin's got you this chance." She said, as she walked over to his side, making him lower his arms. "We need men like you." She said quietly, wrapping the tape around his neck, making him look over at her with surprise and something else she couldn't quite read.
"You do?" He asked quietly, and she froze, realizing what that must have sounded like.
"Well not me, personally. But you know..." She tried to make amends, making Guinevere and Merlin glance at the two with raised eyebrows, and smirk. "Camelot. Camelot needs knights. And not just Arthur and his kind, but ordinary people like you." Annabelle quickly explained. She almost said, 'like you and me', but quickly stopped herself. She was not ordinary. And she never will be.
"Well, I'm not a knight yet, My Lady." he grinned softly, and she smiled back.
"And I'm not a Lady." She said with a laugh.
"But you were." Gwen intervened, making Anna give her a small glare, at which she smiled innocently. Lancelot looked a little confused, so she sighed.
"We had a tournament couple of weeks ago and Uther made me a Lady so that the winner could escort me to the feast as the price of winning. I really don't see anything special about that."
"I do." Lancelot said quietly, and she looked up at him, giving him a small smile. Their eyes locked for a second, and they looked at each other. Lancelot felt as if though nothing else in the world mattered in the moment. Not even becoming a knight. It was just her. Annabelle quickly snapped out of her daze though.
"Alright, we're done. We should have this ready in no time. It's nice to meet you Lancelot." She stuck out her hand for him to shake, but he grabbed it and kissed it instead, making her hand tingle at the touch of his lips. They looked at each other once again, until Merlin cleared his throat, not liking this at all. Anna was his little sister and he wasn't going to let any man have her. Gwen must have noticed the look, as she stepped forward.
"Anna, why don't you hold on to these measurements and start making the tunic already, whilst I go and finish the cleaning in Morgana's chambers?" She proposed, and Annabelle nodded, still in a slight gaze, but not one big enough to cause her not to hear anything. Merlin then walked over to Lancelot, who was still staring at the beautiful woman in front of him, and patted him on the back, letting him know it's time to go. They were going to watch Arthur train the knights once more. Lancelot looked back at Merlin's sister one more time, before walking out of the room behind Merlin, followed closely by Guinevere. Once they disappeared behind the door, Anna sighed and closed her eyes, a small smile coming onto her lips.

*Guinevere's P.O.V.*

Lancelot walked in between Merlin and I, as we walked down the corridor.
"She seems lovely." He commented, and I smirked, knowing perfectly well who he was talking about. "Annabelle."
"Oh yes, she is." I agreed, seeing the protective look on Merlin's face. "And she is also the best seamstress in Camelot."
"And Gwen is the blacksmith's daughter, so she will get you the perfect armor." Merlin said, making me blush slightly. I really had feelings for him, but it had gotten quite uncomfortable between us ever since the kiss. What if he didn't feel the same? I was snapped out of my thoughts by Lancelot voice.
"Is Annabelle... You know."
"Taken?" I guessed smiling, and he nodded, blushing lightly.
"No." Merlin answered, and I smirked slightly.
"But Prince Arthur has taken a liking in her." I added, making Merlin's eyes widen.
"WHAT?!"
"But it seems as though she is not interested." I comforted, making them both give sighs of relief.