AM I THE ONE? | Arthur Pendragon [1]

You Look the Part

*Annabelle's P.O.V.*

"One!!!" Arthur called out to his Knights, who were training. "Two!!!... Three!!!..." I smiled at Lancelot, as I fixed his tunic, and he gave me a small, nervous smile back.
"Well..." Merlin said, fixing Lancelot's armor with Gwen by his side. "You certainly look the part."
"Isn't he just?" I asked grinning.
"I don't feel it." Lancelot said uncomfortably, and I smiled, walking over to him.
"You look great, I assure you." I said, fixing his hair, making him give me a small smile. "Very dashing." I added, grinning, making him chuckle. Gwen nodded, walking over to my side.
"Any women would faint if they saw you right now." He smiled, and I looked at Arthur as he trained his Knights. But I thought I saw Lancelot glance at me as Gwen said that.

*Arthur's P.O.V.*

"Okay, that'll do for today." I said loudly, and the Knights bowed to me before leaving. "Well done." I turned around, walking over to the table with extra swords and placed the one I had in my hand in one of the sheaths. I then spotted Annabelle with my lazy excuse of a servant, Morgana's maid, and another man I have never seen before. I saw him glance at Annabelle with a small smile, and jealousy immediately built up inside of me. I recognized the look. It's the same look I give her. A look of love. But his was more noticeable, as I always tried to hide my feelings for Anna, but now that I saw another man fall in love with her, I had to admit. I am in love with Annabelle.

*Annabelle's P.O.V.*

"This is your chance." Merlin said, fixing Lancelot's armor one more time, before clapping him on the back. "Go for it." Lancelot took a deep breath trying to calm himself down, causing me to put a comforting hand on his arm, before walking towards Arthur, with the scroll in his hands.
"Yes?" Arthur asked, noticing Lancelot, who was standing right in front of him.
"Lancelot." Lancelot introduced himself. "Fifth son of Lord Eldred of Nortumbria."
"Lanc... elot." Arthur repeated slowly, making Lancelot give a small nod. "My servant mentioned you. You got your seal?" Lancelot bowed, stretching out his hand that held the seal in front of him.
"Sire." Arthur grabbed the seal, and the same time slapped Lancelot hard across the face, making him groan and fall on the ground. I quickly covered my mouth, muffling the gasp.
"Sluggish reactions." Arthur concluded nonchalantly, making me narrow my eyes at him. "On the battlefield you'd be dead by now. Come back when you're ready." He said, turning around and walking away. Lancelot quickly got up though, and stood straight with his hand on the hilt of his sword.
"I'm ready now, Sire."Arthur stopped and turned around to face him, with a smirk on his face.
"You are, are you?" Lancelot nodded, and Arthur nodded, his smirk growing. "Fine. You can start by cleaning out the stables." The Knights, that have returned to see what was going on, laughed as he walked away. Lancelot turned around to look at Merlin, Gwen and me in disbelief, causing Merlin to give him a thumbs up, and Gwen to nod, smiling and raising her eyebrows. I sent him a reassuring smile as well, but inside I was fuming with rage.

*Late in the evening*

"I'm sorry about Lancelot." Gaius said walking over to stand next to Merlin, who was cutting vegetables, and to me. I was just sitting on the stool by my brother. "I see you're upset."
"Oh... You know... That's life..." Merlin nodded, making me cover my eyes with my hand. He was a terrible liar! "Win some, you loose some."
"You're taking it very well." Gaius observed, looking at him in slight suspicion. I sighed quietly. This is never going to work! He will find out sooner or later. "I have to say. Very mature." Merlin looked up at him, seeming proud of himself. I sighed again. He has nothing to be proud of! Yes, he is helping a friend, but he is also lying to the man that has showed us nothing but kindness ever since we arrived in Camelot. I, for one, didn't like lying to Gaius.
"Thank you, Gaius." He thanked, making me groan quietly. I opened my mouth to say something, when the door opened and someone walked in. We all looked up, and my jaw dropped. Lancelot looked awful! His hair was ruffled, and his shirt was dirty from mud, along with every other part of his body. His revealed chest glistened in sweat, and he looked as if he was ready to fall over from exhaustion. "How did it go?" Merlin asked happily, and I stood up, elbowing him in the ribs.
"Are you alright?" I asked, and Lancelot sent me a small, strained smile, before going to his and Merlin's room. I was staying with Gwen for now. Once he disappeared behind the door, I looked at Merlin with a stern look on my face, and then shook my head, leaving the quarters.