4. Chapter 4
Sorry, this came late! School and everything. Now, because of the delay, there's going to be 6 chapters. ANNNNND sorry if Arthur sounds a bit OOC in this chapter. I'm not sorry for Merlin being OOC though, that was on purpose. HOOHA!Colin thought research would be much easier than this. In his future, if he needed to know anything it was easily found. Google will be one his favourite inventions made by people. Or is... he is still having trouble with his tenses.
He groaned, closing the one book he had on time, and got up from the table. Gaius was out for the day, something about tending to various nobles sprained wrists and ankles (no doubt from training yesterday). So, Colin had his guardian's room to himself, or more precisely, his guardian's library. But nothing's never easy for poor Colin. It turns out that Gaius doesn't have every book in this time, which only meant one thing.
Colin had to go into the Royal Library. ooooh library, so scary, one might mock. But the truth was just that, the Royal Library was dark, unguarded and the perfect place for ghosts to be hiding.
Colin had met some ghosts while he was waiting for Arthur to return, and unlike the ones he had somewhat met in Camelot, most were peaceful and were just happy that someone could see them. That doesn't mean Colin couldn't still be afraid of them.
So, with the Library in mind, he grabbed his stuff and left.
On his way, he admired the scenery, letting his photographer self fly. The halls were lit by the sunshine outside, fraying in through the windows. The stone walls were neatly chiseled and decorated by the occasional ornament, flowers or Camelot Flag. Everything about the place was suddenly so surreal to Colin.
He tried, he really did try, but he couldn't help himself. Lifting his camera to eye level, he stopped dead in his tracks and looked through the lens. Huh, he thought, that statue wasn't there before. He shrugged it off and took the shot. The camera made a rather loud *click* that echoed through the halls. He immediately looked down to view his capture.
"Ah, what was that noise?" someone said.
Oh, that wasn't a statue, Colin thought as he looked up at Arthur walking towards him. He was wearing a shirt and pants that must have been uncomfortable and had his sword strapped to his hip, making it all look natural. Even the scowl on his face looked natural.
"Ahhh..."
"Never mind that, Merlin, mind telling me where you were this morning? I had to call for another servant to assist me." He said, crossing his arms and stood directly in front of Colin. Oh, that's right, Colin uses to do chores for Arthur, he was surprised he had almost forgotten this has he now remembers his hate for the job. That's what 800 years does to a person's memory.
"Right, sorry. I was researching the concept of time, but I found nothing so now I'm heading to the Library." He explained, dropping his camera back to his chest. He was surprised to see Arthur nod.
"I see, so you're heading to the dungeons, that's an awfully dangerous place in Camelot, Merlin. I shall accompany you." Arthur started pulling Colin's arm towards the Library, and maybe away from the dungeons.
"No, you misheard me, I said I'm going to the Library. You know, books?" Colin tried to explain. Arthur just nodded again and continued to drag him off to who knows where.
Arthur wasn't actually taking him to the dungeons, oh no. He needed an excuse to get out of training with the noble boys again today, so accompanying Merlin to one of the most dangerous places in the Castle of Camelot was have to suffice.
Merlin was still in his clothes from yesterday, which was strange from his usual red and blue tunic and scarf thing he insists on wearing. Arthur chose to ignore it now, it was becoming a normal for Merlin. He knew that Merlin had no idea where he was taking him, but chose to use this instance to humour himself.
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FanfictionMerlin, or Colin as he goes by in 2016, has been waiting almost 1000 years for Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table to return. But what if he has the chance ( that's been forced onto him ) to go back and change his past... or future, ugh time t...