Ok guys
I've had this idea forever and since i can't write
my other stories I wanna try and get into new ones and see how they go.
I have the prog here for you a cover and decription.
I'm not going to promise that i'll update this really fast or anything but I wanna see what you think and if I get enough support or people enjoy it i will try my best to contiinue :)
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Prologue
Merlin's POV
I opened my eyes. I looked around me to find myself lying on the ground in a pile of mud. I tried to gather my thoughts to remember what I am doing here but I couldn't. I had no idea where I am, what I am doing here and I don't even remember my name. Merlin....I think that's my name.
I tried to sit up and I got to my knees as I looked around me. Where am I? A few huts surrounded me and it seemed very quiet. I sighed before I got to my feet. I looked down at myself to see what I was wearing. Nothing special but I liked it. Blue top with brown trousers, boots, a brown jacket and to complete the outfit I found myself wearing a red neckerchief.
Why couldn't I remember anything apart from my name, just about? Who am I? Why did I end up here? I walked forward but I felt myself suddenly feel very dizzy. "Hey excuse me," I heard someone say behind me. I didn't get a chance to see who it was as I collapsed to my knees wondering how I hadn't noticed how bad I felt before.
Maybe it's all this worry and confusion. I felt someone touch my shoulder. A middle age man approached me. He had longest brown hair wearing a long brown cloak. I didn't know who he was or why he had been calling me. "Are you alright?" he asked.
"I don't know. I don't remember anything. I only know my name, Merlin," I said to him.
"I saw you in the mud but you woke up before I reached you."
"Can you help me?" I asked him.
He looked like he was going to say no, why would he do that. "Come with me," he grinned as he helped me to my feet and led me down the road towards an unknown location but right now anything would be better then.....this.
Arthur's POV
I jolted away breathing heavily. "Are you alright sire," bowed my servant Mordred. He had become my servant when my father appointed him after he saved my life. He may still be young but he works hard and has a good heart. Not to forget he has saved my life before.
"I'm fine, Mordred. I just had a weird dream," I said.
"About what?" he rushed to ask.
"It's nothing," I lied to him. I had dreamed about him for the past few months. About a young man named Merlin. I felt like I had a connection to him but I didn't know why. I had never met him in my life. He seems like a complete idiot too.
I hadn't told anyone about it. Maybe it's just something to do with the fact that I have a lot of pressure right now with my father being ill and having a constant argument with my half sister, Morgana who will be king or queen once he is dead.
It's been quite complicated over the years with Morgana finding out certain things I couldn't even begin to know how she knew or the fact that our father has had many near death experiences but somehow he has recovered but this time I think we all given up hope.
My father did banish someone just before he fell ill again. Someone named Paul. He had been close with Gaius. Paul had been banished for challenging a knight of Camelot and since Paul is just a servant to Gaius my father was very angry.
I had no idea why but since he has been gone everything seems to be going wrong. I think Morgana is too pleased about our father's death and she keeps coursing an argument with me, like she almost hates me.
I can't explain it. I don't think anyone could. I've always been taught magic is evil. Morgana on the other hand has other plans. She keeps helping out people with magic and lucky my father has been ill when Paul....who has magic got away. My father had been the one to banish him but he didn't go straight away.
We got attacked and he used magic. My father would have changed his decision and killed him. I had to throw him in jail until I could ask my father his decision but he escaped and I got a good feeling it was Morgana. I can't tell my father though, she is my sister and apart from my father she is the only family I got.
In some ways I don't completely blame Morgana for her actions either. Our father has always been too strict on certain matters. I still didn't know if my sister was to be queen or I was to be king though. Maybe I should just give it to her. I'll rather give it to her then for us both to fall out over it.
"Arthur you better get ready," smiled Mordred.
"Your right," I smiled as I got out of bed and went over to my screen. I saw a flicker of that young man Merlin in my brain as I went behind the screen at the wardrobe and the name lady Vivian came into my head. I shook the thought of as I began to get dressed.
Just another day as Prince Arthur I sighed.
